"Together...

...is a wonderful place to be."

May days

Charlie wearing "Goofy's" shoes.
Don't even ask.
Our precious, happy girl!
Playing the piano with "Fassa"--in style!

Then He said to me

"Then He said to her, 'Your sins have been forgiven.'" Luke 7:48

So many people have said so many things to me in my lifetime of 25 years. Even precious and wonderful things! They have said things like, "I love you." "Will you marry me?" "Hold you me, Mommy!"

But nothing could ever compare to this. Just as Jesus said to the harlot in Luke 7, "Your sins have been forgiven," He also said it to me. The first time was April 2nd, 2000 at 2 o'clock in the morning. And then He has continued to say it to me every day since then. Thank you, Jesus!

May 7

Today is the one year anniversary of Charlie's scheduled surgery date. How easily I could've just typed, "Today it has been one year since Charlie had his surgery." We praise our all-loving, all-wise Father for sparing Charlie from what would have seemingly been a needless surgery. Today he is happy and healthy. His head is still large, but at our last follow-up visit the physician said he is growing into it.

Praise the Savior, ye who know Him

Who can tell how much we owe Him?

Gladly let us render to Him

All we have and are!

-T.K.

Sunny days, chasing the clouds away

Pictures taken by our good friend Regan...thanks again, Regan!

Praise for daily preservation

". . .

For the Love that like a screen

Sheltered from the might-have-been,

Be Thy name adored.

Do you ever thank God for His daily preservations? For every time the car goes out and returns in safety? For His gift, guarded so wonderfully, of sight, hearing, speech, feeling, power to walk and run and work, and to enjoy life?

Don't wait till 'something happens' that we must pray about, but praise for every day that 'nothing happens.' . . . "

-Amy Carmichael

Whenever I read the above devotional thought from A.C. yesterday morning, I had intended to post it on here in regards to the hundreds of us who made it safely to and from the recent Fellowship Conference in Denton, TX. However by the time the day ended yesterday I had much more to thank God for. This devastating tornado touched down approximately 1/2 mile from Mason's parents home in Alabama. I am humbled this morning thinking of God's abundant mercies, and hope that you will praise with me for God's preservation of our dear family and pray with me for the hundreds of families personally touched by heartbreak and loss.

Our Charlie

A few nights ago I was gathering jammies and what-not to give the kids a bath before bed. Charlie was running here and there in the house, and Bethan was in her walker in the kitchen. I yelled, "Okay everybody, bathy time!" I was a bit surprised when I didn't hear the patter of Charlie's feet running to the bathroom. I waited--nothing. Then a rustling noise, followed by more rustling. I peaked out in the hall only to see Charlie pushing Bethan (in her walker) to the bathroom. Rather than get the jump on bath time, he wanted to make sure Bets was able to get there as well. I know this event is small and a bit insignificant, but to a mother's heart it is absolutely precious. I praise God for Charlie's tender heart toward his little sister and pray that God will continue to grant tenderness of heart in ever-increasing measure. I love you, Charlie Mason Vann!