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Sunday morning lyrics

I need you, oh I need you,
Every hour I need you--
My one defense, my righteousness!
Oh God, how I need you.
When I cannot stand, I'll fall on you...
Jesus you're my hope and stay.


God is with us
God is on our side
He will make a way
Far above all we know
Far above all we hope

He has done GREAT things <3

backpacking, finally

I have been slightly obsessed with the concept of backpacking for a very long time. In high school I was convinced I would thru-hike the AT after graduating, and obsessively researched everything about it. My dad got me a bracelet for graduation (I still have it) made with stones found along the AT.  Years went by, and my interest continued, but I never took the chance to just go. 
A couple years ago I started subscribing to Backpacker magazine and I would read every issue front to back. My dad asked what I'd like for my birthday several (maybe five?) years ago, and I said a hiking backpack. Although I'd never used it for an overnight, I lent it to a friend last summer who was going backpacking up north for a few days.
Dan and I take the kids camping several times a year (we have a pop-up, which is so fun) but I really really just wanted to go backpacking... to be out in the woods, traveling by foot.
So this week I decided I might as well JUST DO IT. (Maybe it was the "S…

These are the longest (nights) and shortest years of my life

With the exception of maybe five days this year (and less the last 3 years!), every morning I wake up to this:

Every night, some time between 1 and 5am, she makes her way into our room (occasionally on her own, but usually by calling for me) and spends the rest of the night tucked in the middle.
For all her sass and bravado and gumption and confidence by day, she sure turns into a small, cozy, needy little person at night.

I like to think that every night she spends nestled between Dan and I is helping heal the hurts from when she spent five months of nights alone, in 1/3 of a triple crib, with no mama and no daddy to hear her cries or come to her aid. I like to think her confidence by day is being built up by night, and one day, maybe not too far off, she will sleep the whole night in her own bed, and all these nights will be a distant memory. 

I hope I never forget the sound of her breathing, or the sleepy way she smells, or her sleepy voice requesting, "I wanna lay on your arm...&…

when in doubt...

...gird yourself up with truth:

// It is the Lord who goes before me. He lights my way and makes my path straight. I do not need to fear what tomorrow will bring. All things are in his hands, and he is working all things for my good, because I love him.

// I keep my eyes on the prize that is set before me. I run the race and know that I am seen by an audience of One. He knows my innermost thoughts; he knit me together, even my innermost being.

// I am confident that he began a good work in me, and he will see it to completion. When the going gets rough, I will lift my eyes and focus on the joy that is set before me. I will run and not grow weary; I will walk and not grow faint.

// Because I love the Lord, he will rescue me. He will protect me; I will call upon him and he will answer me; her will deliver and honor me. Surely, I would have grown faint and fallen had the Lord not been by my side. He is my helper and my refuge.

// The Lord is sovereign. All of my days are in his hands. I …