The Papa is away in Hawaii once again, and I particularly miss him since yesterday was our 36th anniversary. I woke to a lovely flower delivery and we'll celebrate with a night out when he returns, but for now he's just very much missed. (I must have been a very smart 19 year old to snap him up before anyone else did.)

Yesterday I crossed the six-week mark since the repair of my fracture. This was a milestone because I couldn't put any weight on it for six weeks. I've started putting the weight back on it now, and though it feels very weird, it's absolutely delicious to be able to walk on two legs. Don't ever take it for granted...

There's not much to be thankful for in all the strife over the new universal health care legislation, but it is nice to see that not even the Democrat party can agree amongst themselves. It might not take any resistance at all from the GOP to scuttle this monstrosity.

This morning Shelley had Dave paint her room. Gold. With sparkles. Yeah, it's Shelley ;-)

It's so much fun having twelve of us in the same house. Never a dull moment. And Friday brother Danny and his family will come for the weekend and add to the party for a couple of days. Good times!

“Be sure you see this most wonderful and astonishing of all truths: God took the record of all your sins that made you a debtor to wrath . . ., and instead of holding them up in front of your face and using them as the warrant to send you to hell, God put them in the palm of his Son’s hand and drove a spike through them into the cross. It is a bold and graphic statement: He canceled the record of our debt . . . nailing it to the cross (Col. 2:14).”

- John Piper, This Momentary Marriage (Wheaton, Ill.: Crossway Books, 2009), 45.

(via First Importance)

Labels: Devotional, Family, Health, Homemaking, Political Observation, The Papa