Words don't always have a place.
Time doesn't follow our ideas.
Some things don't change, others transform wildly.
Friendships can span generations.
Little brothers grow up.
Roots get deeper, branches reach wider, and fruit becomes stronger.
And some states seem impossible to cross. Like Nebraska. Foreign, covered in rain, flood waters creeping, and construction looming. But eventually we made it to the other side. And home. Leaving home to come home isn't something everyone can understand.
So today, my roots sink a little deeper. Thank you everyone for praying us across country and back. We needed and enjoyed the time we had with my family. There are too many pictures, words, and things of the such to include in one small post. So for now....THANK YOU again. God's grace is ever enduring!
But those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.