Three Women

One mother's water breaks at 22 weeks (5.1 months). The doctors hold her labor off until 24 weeks, then a little girl is born and every effort is made to save her life.

One mother, 5 months pregnant, leaves an abortion clinic crying hysterically. They have just shot her baby in the heart with something that will kill it. She must return the next day to complete the process.

One woman longs to be a mother, but waits, and waits, and waits, but no baby, no pregnancy.

LORD help!!!

Strange Happening

Well, we woke up to something strange this morning. I had already turned my alarm off and was getting up around 6:30am when I heard what sounded like a vehicle out in front of our house. We were expecting a phone repairman and it was "trash day," so I didn't think much of it, but it was still dark and when I peeked out our bedroom window, there was a pickup truck IN our front yard! Luckily, it didn't hit our house. It just sat there for a few seconds. We think the driver must have been drunk because he/she backed up into a neighbor's car that was parked on the street, then drove away. This all happened VERY very slowly, which adds to our thoughts that the driver was not very coherent. Unfortunately, I didn't have the presence of mind to call the police and report it until almost an hour later. I was able to get the license number, so hopefully they'll be able to figure out who it was.

I have lots of pictures that represent what's been going on in our lives the past few months. I'll share just a few.

At the beginning of June, my mom's house was flooded. Here are some pictures of the aftermath. All the walls had to be torn out below 4 ft. Mud was everywhere. Mom had tons of helpers come. God has been providing in LOTS of cool ways!


The waters came in torrents and carried corn stalks into most of her back yard. Here you can see some of them. Her yard goes all the way back to the hedge that you can see. The stalks were about a foot deep.


Underneath the house, the waters knocked down all the insulation and left a muddy mess.


More corn stalks - and one of the many fans trying to get things dried out.

Here's a very small percentage of the stuff that needed to be torn out of the house and carried away as trash. She was lucky to keep her refrigerator, washer, and dryer - still working.

This is Eli. He's our "beagle." We also like to call him Snoopy because he LOVES to lay on the back of the couch.

Below is B. D. (aka Brown Dog), Eli's brother. They are our "kids" and they provide continuous entertainment. Join us as we journey through life with "the beagle and his brother."