Taking Hebron

  Have you ever worked hard to build or make something? You had a vision for it and you labored to complete it? This morning we discovered that my truck had been vandalized. I didn't get angry or upset, but took it all in stride. Yet tonight I noticed another spot on the truck that had been damaged and I finally felt frustrated. As I sat in my dark bedroom with the Lord, I knew that my frustration wasn't about the car so much as it was the thought of how someone could be so disregarding. They didn't care about the work we've put into the vehicle, or the vision we have for it. They didn't care. Then I began to think about the Lord, and how He creates us. Has a vision for us, and yet people don't care. They destroy their lives and other peoples lives without a second thought, because they don't care. On my blog site Pages for the Dark Horses , I advocate for a lot of orphans, and one of the most heart breaking things for me is, how someone could

For the past couple of weeks my dad and I had been trying to fix my car. It wouldn't start, so we got a new battery. It still wouldn't start so we got a new solenoid. It still wouldn't start so we dug out an old starter that we had salvaged off another Explorer I had owned. Now you have to picture this. I park in the street. It's January. My dad's laying under the car on a piece of cardboard while I stand bundled up on the ice/snow packed road, waiting to hand him tools and watching for cars who might try and come hot rodding down the road. Yet despite the weather we put on the starter with great confidence. I got in the car and turned the key. It didn't start. But we could hear the starter spinning, and thus weren't sure why the car didn't turn over. We took the starter back off and decided we'd build a starter out of the best parts of the two we had. We took them apart and it was great fun! Like a science experiment we tested them out on th

Shawshee and Allison This Christmas we got a card from some old friends, who shared how they had enjoyed our Christmas letter. At the end of the note they asked if we had a memoir in the works and if we didn't that we should. This isn't the first time someone has suggested to me that I should write my family's story. Since I'm a writer it apparently seems only fitting for me to write an autobiography, but I'll let you know that I already tried writing an autobiography once. I was about 8 years old and had just finished watching the movie "Little Woman." I was so inspired by "Joe's" writing about her life that I pulled out a notebook, wrote "Little Girls" on the top, and started to write about my two sisters and I. After about the first paragraph I stopped because I realized the story was going to be very boring! I wanted to write this post and say I'm not writing a memoir and have no intentions to, but the reality is, I