We got an e-mail a few hours ago from Jeremy's dad. He is in Missouri with Grandpa and he seems to be doing OK. Grandpa is in the hospital and is very weak but they do not believe that he is necessarily at the point of death. Grandpa is 93 years old and so they know that any difficulties could turn very serious very fast. He only weighs about 115 pounds and he is actually burning more calories from breathing then he is actually taking in his body. Please continue to pray for him and our family.
Monday, July 24, 2017
It is always hard jumping back into a blog post because there is always so much that has happened since the last time that I posted. We have had a pretty major change in our family in the last month, but there is another sort of change that has inspired this post this morning. I cut my hair yesterday. I know life shattering isn't it? I know it seems so trivial, but the truth is the Lord revealed something to me that I have never really thought about. I love my hair. We have made some memories over my 39 years. It actually started the moment I was being born and the doctor told my mom that I had a full set of black hair. Given the fact that my brother and sister who came before me were both bald headed, I think my mom made a comment to the doctor about if he was sure I was hers. My very first compliment was about my hair! I lived my young life with nice thick hair. Sometimes it was long and sometimes it was cut short. My Pawpaw used to call me Pete Rose because I had the bowl cut ...
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