Big rolling laughter. Belly aching giggles. Grocery aisles filled with sunshiny squeals and joyous fun in race-car carts. Echoing farts on wooden stools that leave toddlers bodies shaking in absolute surrender to the silliest of moments. Welcome to the world of Ryder and Rory. Pull up a stool and let the good times roll, we…
If I was to give the month of February one descriptive word it would be “perseverance”. It’s not that the month was difficult per se in the sense that anything very serious was taking place, nor tragic, nor overly impressive of a project. Simply, it was just a month challenging my ability to stay on…
In my teenage years, between the stars plastered to my ceiling, I wrote verses with a Sharpie marker. They brought me direction when I was given options to take. My favorite verse, that still sticks strongly with me today, is: O Lord, you alone are my hope. I’ve trusted you since my childhood. Psalms 71:5
Once Upon a Time there was a little red headed boy named Ryder. Like most kids, Ryder loved adventure and the unending ability to learn new and exciting things. Every day in his life he would fill it with games, puzzles, jaunts and excursions.
I think some things in life never have a convenient start time. It’s never a great time to take down Christmas decorations. It’s never the perfect time to have a root canal. If you are a kid, then it’s never a great time to have your hair washed, take a nap, or pick up toys.…