So much has transpired

I am a terrible blogger.  I don't write like I should, I suppose.  With my crazy life it would probably be therapeutic for me to write more.  Raising foster children or as Dr. Karyn Purvis from the TCU Institute of Child Development calls them, "children from hard places.", is hard.  <---what a run on sentence!  Raising kids from hard places is hard.  It's a ministry I'm called to and I absolutely love it.  It's been about 2 years since I blogged.  So much has transpired.  Legal dealings with an older child who had to move at a judge's "request".  A baby girl who is about to turn 4 growing up before my very eyes.  The kids growing up...and my Hannah is a senior in high school.  Robin's broken foot...since February 2011.  She's finally using a cane.  Struggles raising kids who have special needs.  Our kids with special needs take a lot of care every day. 
 I'm so thankful for people who pray for me and my family.  God has been good...He has been faithful. I will try to blog more. 

Numb

I have been struggling with a situation that has consumed a lot of me for the past year. I won't go into details, but it has been such a heart breaking ordeal. I have been thinking a lot lately about how I have shut off some of my emotions. I feel numb. I am amazingly blessed. I have a wonderful wife and great kids. I love my job...my calling. I take the blessings for granted and it feels like the blessings get swallowed up by the struggles. My prayer is that God will revive my soul. I know He will...it's Who He is.."He restores my soul..."
There is a light at the end of the tunnel...the situation mentioned before will soon be lifted, but lifted in a painful way. I don't know if that makes sense. I am praying for God's redemption and for His restoration.
But for now, I'm numb. Numb knowing that feeling will come back.

Blog or no blog?

I am so inconsistent. It's been 8 months since my last entry. I get so caught up in what's going on in my everyday life that I forget this blog is even here. I have a heavy heart. Maybe blogging will help. I feel a blog coming on!

going to the gym

I am going to the gym later tonight. I am nervous. I feel like going to P.E. for the first time when I was in 7th grade. Ah, the joys of middle school P.E. My first locker room...smelly from the football team. One of my most embarrassing moments happened when I was in the locker room. I was stepping out of the shower and BAM! instant split. There I was in all of my preteen naked glory..."Get the coach!!" I yelled. Coach Young came with a little grin...covered me with a towel and helped me up.
I remember one year at P.E. trying to do a pull up with everyone watching. Everyone watching me grunt and struggle with no avail. It turned out to be a positive experience. I went to a Christian school and the Pastor of the church (President of the school) was there and he encouraged me and said in front of all the other guys that I tried...I gave it a good effort and he praised me for the effort.
I have always loved sports and I loved playing baseball. I have never been the greatest athlete. I have always been able to throw and catch very well...just not able to throw long distances. Tonight I begin a journey of going to the gym. I really want to lose some weight and gain some strength. I am praying that I keep it up and I don't do any splits in the locker room.

Snow is a comin'!

Snow is a comin' to Georgia. We gotta make sure we have milk and bread! I haven't blogged since last year. Time flies. This is probably the 8th blog to say how time flies!
The last few months have been rough. Through it all, God has been in control. Like I have to say that anyways. I'm thankful for a God who loves me no matter what. I'm trying to share Him with my kids, one in particular who is really struggling. This is all for now...I am going to go for now and sleep...waiting on the snow that is a comin'!

At least it hasn't been 6 months!

Wow....so much time has passed. The baby is one year old. That doesn't look right, but one years old doesn't either. We have 8 kids in the house and school is in full swing. I am so busy, it's hard to find a quiet moment to sit, think, and type. As I type the baby is crying...one of the kids is helping watch her. It's funny when all of the kids are at school. The baby will crawl around the halls hollering at everyone..."AAHHHHH". But nobody's coming! She loves the kids so much! And here are the boys...they were playing so nice...oh well...time to separate and let them spend some time apart from each other. Sometimes a little "togetherness" is a little too much.
I feel better now...I may have to blog a little more often! Even if noboby reads this thing!!!

So much time has passed....again!

Time...it has flown. Little Lily-Bug is 7 months old. Tonight she went to sleep between Robin and me. She looked at her hands in wonder...touching them and moving her little fingers. I am amazed daily by the little things she does. I am reminded of an old song by a group called The Choir named Wide Eyed Wonder. Here are the lyrics...
wide-eyed wonder girl starin' Into the sky, wonderin' why it's a good, great world but it turns around nevermind the ground look up high, stars above please don't cry, father's love hold on tight to his hand dream tonight, understand wide-eyed wonder girl starin' into the sky, wonderin' why it's a good, great world but it turns around nevermind the ground look up high, dancing bear please don't cry, daddy's prayer hold on tight to my hand dream tonight, wonderland wide-eyed wonder girl starin' into the sky, wonderin' why it's a good, great world but it turns, you'll see so hold on tight to me...

This Daddy is amazed at how much a little one can capture my heart. She is truly a gift from God. I am so humbled by the whole experience of having Lily. I am reminded daily of my love for her and my Heavenly Father's love for me. Thanks for letting me share a little bit tonight!