Some days you just wake up with so many things on your mind. Things you have to do, people you need to call, work that has to be caught up. When you feel that God has given you a task to do, it sometimes weighs on you even heavier. I'm not ashamed to admit that sometimes I feel a little afraid. That I can't cut the mustard or that I'll never get the job done.

But then these come along.






Joby, my son, drew these. He never showed them to me, I just stumbled across them laying around. This is the smiling savior that I know. And in 3rd grader print, he is saying what I needed to hear. Very cool.

After a terrible, unexcusable, summer long hiatus from blogging, I've returned. And I would like to begin catching everybody up, by sharing the pictures of my newly painted bike.