Bummer, man

   Dear, sweet, precious Lydia Marie is sick.
I lament this sadly because I was so stoked to see her today! And her mommy, too. What is it with babies only contracting illness when you don't want them to? Noah's done that twice. But I can't pour out all my pity on little Lydia, her poor daddy's even worse off. (shout out, K-skinner. Praying for you too, buddy).
     Now that the plans Aubrey and I neatly planned for today have fallen apart, I have to quickly reshuffle things and figure out what I am to do now. It's strange how once you've set your mind on doing something, i.e.: going out to do things, you really really want to do that thing, even if plans change. All of this only makes me think about how the Bible tells us not to plan our lives out according to our wants. He knows what He wants us to do and to be doing. Obviously, it was not God's plan for Aubrey and I to hang out and go visit Ashley, so we can't do it.
     What would You like me to do today, Lord? I'm up for anything.
 I might still go see Ashley. It's always a joy to visit with her, even if Aubrey's not there.

"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord, "Plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you a hope and a future." Jeremiah 29:11


I almost didn't add this, but I have to, it's too sweet.

This is not a posed picture. Noah and Lucy just wanted to hold hands.