Christians Shot Their Wounded.

This afternoon Brian and David played in a whiffle ball tournament for the Children's Ministry.  I sort of forced them into it.  Because I am old and fat and the sight of me running would send everyone into hysterics - I decided not to play.  I was asked to umpire.

Never again.  As an umpire folks were yelling at me, questioning calls, not setting a good example for their children.  When my duties were done I watched Brian and David play.

Their team had a runner coming into home - David picked up the base for her to tag.  There was no play - it was simply a funny gesture.  He was told he was being ejected for "Unsportsmanlike conduct".  Really??  In a fun tournament? 

There were people calling each other cheaters, making rude comments, playing cut throat ball, getting really angry.  Where was the love of Jesus?

The devil scored a BIG time victory.  It seems stuff that happens within the church is nastier than worldly things.  Instead of encouraging one another in love - it was all ME FIRST, I WANT TO WIN.

Over the years we have been part of a couple of different churches.  It is the same in all of them. 

We want people to come to Jesus - what is the motivation when we, who profess to love Jesus, shoot our wounded?

God is good - I am so thankful He loves us in spite of our actions.

He is about to do mighty and glorious things.

Grace and Forrest

This has been a couple of weeks in the works but who would have thought we would get busier once our children were gone?

Grace finally arrived on February 2, 2013 after two days of labor for Sarah.  She was in the hospital for four days.  Thank you Jesus she is home and doing quite well.  Mom and Dad are pretty tired though!!

When Grace was two weeks old she met her cousin Forrest.  Forrest was with us overnight because Kara was in a wedding. 

Neither of them were being cooperative about taking a picture together.  Forrest was much more interested in crawling after the dog and Grace wanted to be held.

We love this picture - Grace seems to be saying "Please, please don't let him touch me!!  Boys have cooties!!".  While Forrest doesn't understand why she doesn't want to play with him.  We can't wait to watch them grow up and see where there relationship goes.

We have definitely decided that being grandparents is a whole lot of fun.  It is also so amazing to watch our children be parents.  They are doing a great job.

God just keeps blessing us.  God is so good.