Jehovah Rophe.

I started this blog as just an outlet to document our life and our kids.  In the year and a half since I started writing my subject has changed.  I feel as though I’m not writing just to document us, I’m writing to document the small role we play in a much bigger picture.  Yes, Christ has always played a part in our lives…but it’s so much more now.  In the last year and a half He has moved into the most important part of our lives.  And I am not saying this lightly.  I know you can’t really see things through little...

unlike any other.

Forever going.  Forever chasing.  Forever pushing.  This is the world we live in.  Always looking for more.  Always looking for something better.  You are measured by what you have, what you wear, where you live and who’s around you.  Keeping up with it is exhausting and staying out of it is nearly impossible.  It’s the whirlpool that drives our world. It doesn’t matter if you are fairing well, if you’re failing, or if you’re the picture of success.  None of it truly matters.  What do we take with us to the grave?  What are we bringing with us to heaven?  Where...

you know me.

I see you. The little girl sitting to herself.  So shy her tongue is paralyzed.  So content to just watch from the outside.  Quiet, silent, watching, peaceful.  You’re so observant, her mom tells her.  She makes it sound like it’s a super power.  Observant.  Forever watching.  Forever on the outside looking in.  Content like that.  So shy the anxiety to speak to people actually makes her stomach turn.  Content to be invited into friendship, emboldened by being included. Storyteller. Her dad calls her.  He makes it sound like something to be proud of.  So many stories.  Imagining, creating, forming, observing. ...