"LORD, you have assigned me my portion and my cup; you have made my lot secure. The boundary lines have fallen for me in pleasant places; surely I have a delightful inheritance." Psalm 16:5-6

Ours is a story of what God can do with two silly teens, starting off with no clue;

And baby thrown in, just for good measure. We didn’t know that God would increase our treasure

With four added on in rapid succession, filling our lives with joy and hard lessons.

We’ve had our share of valleys and hills, of times of abundance, and unpaid bills.

We once thought success would bring us bliss; we’ve learned that loss does a better job of this,

As we lean on our Savior, Who always delivers, regardless of the size of our quiver.

Although we’re grateful for the times of ease, the hard times are useful for learning to please

Our Heavenly Father, learning to walk in His Truth, of which we often talk.

May the Lord help us humbly and faithfully serve, staying mindful that the next generation observes.

Prop up your feet and grab a cup of coffee or tea while I open up

The book of my life, without further ado, and narrate the musings of my heart to you.

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Penn's Woods

William Penn got a good deal in that payoff.
Pennsylvania. Is. Beautiful!
And may I just say that toll roads are worth every penny?

It was refreshing to escape the noise and activity of suburbia on Saturday and travel to nearby Ohiopyle for a day hike with friends.
(Of course, apparently it was motorcycle day at the park, which made up for the anticipated lack of noise. But I digress)

The drive, alone, was spectacular. There is so much splendor to behold in this gorgeous state (when the snow FINALLY melts and the trees again don their spring garb).

Along the way we witnessed a multi-mile yard sale along an historic route, a real toll house, and even a wagon train with a police escort. 

Years ago, I didn't always take seriously the warning offered by older women that "they grow so quickly", as I couldn't then imagine a time when the children would no longer be small. This photo is very telling. Graham, 13, looks more like a young adult to me here. He's now wearing his dad's shoe size, and even borrows some of his shirts.

The dogs drew so much attention on our outing. We heard "ooh"s and "aahh"s at every turn.

Hiking right after a LOT of rain is quite messy. I opted against wearing my Five Finger shoes, and I'm certainly glad. Instead, I wore my Chaco water sandals, which were perfect for the many mud puddles we traversed, but really hard on my pedicure.

I love my silly girls!

Foiled by the elusive snake with a contingency plan

I never thought it would happen, but I've fallen. Hard.

Penelope had no shortage of willing volunteers to give her tiny legs a break from our trek.
"If you can't run with the big dogs, stay... in the sling."

At one point, we watched as a kayaker struggled to no avail against this current. I wonder if he ever got through...

If you don't do anything else this week, make this recipe. And then jealously guard it from those around you.

Jon's a big, tough football type with a big heart to match.
As we've waffled between names for Penelope, he's used "Chuck" as a placeholder.
Here, he's spending a little bonding moment with her as we rest by the water.
It was nice to get away for a few hours. Ever since we were in Moçambique, I've longed to go hiking. This was our first time on the trail since returning to the States last summer.
I'm thankful for the opportunity to get out and enjoy part of God's wondrous works.

1 comment:

  1. You make me want to go for a hike! What a fun trip.