Lucky Ladd Farms

Thomas and Catherine's preschool took a field trip to Lucky Ladd Farms. What an amazing place! We especially enjoyed the big slide and the corn box.

Every Single One

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Forty pairs of little eyes
Stared into this heart of mine
A memory burned inside my soul
One that never has let go

I've looked into the face of me
And the least of these stared back at me
I was unprepared and overwhelmed
With little time and much to tell

Chorus
I've seen Jesus
standing all alone
I've seen Jesus
he was young and he was old
I've seen Jesus
in the eyes of all his daughters and sons
Every single one

In a world away from luxury
Is where I found prosperity
Where greater love laid down his life
For the orphaned and the widowed wife

Chorus

Every single one

Every o-o-o-o-one

I found Jesus
he's living with the poor
I found Jesus
but he's easy to ignore
Jesus, in the eyes of all his daughters and sons

I found Jesus
He's standing all alone
I found Jesus
he is young and he is old
I found Jesus
in the eyes of all his daughters and sons
Every single one(x4)

Backyard camping

When I was about eight-years-old, my sisters and I came down with severe cases of the chicken pox that just happened to hit on the same week my dad had taken off work for our yearly Florida family vacation. Plan B ended up being an experience that my sisters and I will never forget. He built us a playhouse on stilts about four-feet off the ground. It had a door that locked with a heart-shaped window. The outside was brown and the inside was bright yellow. My dad allowed us to get sleeping bags and pillows and camp out in it that week. It was a precious memory that I will always treasure.

This fall, I was finally able to pay -it-forward with my own children. We set up camp in the Henkel's back yard- good church friends of ours who also have a boy and girl. What a sweet experience it was!!

My soul thirsts for you; my whole body longs for you…Psalm 63:1

O God, you are my God;
I earnestly search for you.
My soul thirsts for you;
my whole body longs for you
in this parched and weary land
where there is no water.
I have seen you in your sanctuary
and gazed upon your power and glory.
Your unfailing love is better than life itself;
how I praise you!
I will praise you as long as I live,
lifting up my hands to you in prayer.
You satisfy me more than the richest feast.
I will praise you with songs of joy.

I lie awake thinking of you,
meditating on you through the night.
Because you are my helper,
I sing for joy in the shadow of your wings.
I cling to you;
your strong right hand holds me securely.

But those plotting to destroy me will come to ruin.
They will go down into the depths of the earth.
They will die by the sword
and become the food of jackals.
But the king will rejoice in God.
All who trust in him will praise him,
while liars will be silenced. Psalm 63