"How we behold determines if we hold joy. Behold glory and be held by God. How we look determines how we live … IF we live. The strange quiet paradox of this — our lives change when we receive life with thanks – and ask for nothing to change. Let the rain fall in November. Let the clouds scuttle west. Let the kettles whistle of better things. And let the thanks rise."
1831. Music with friends on a Sunday morning
1832. Photo fun with Laura and Hannah
1833. Foggy Autumn Days
1834. Geese flying south
1835. Lunch at Chipotle
1836. Catching up with Stephanie over lunch
1837. Autumn trees ablaze in all their scarlet, auburn, and golden glory...seriously, it's breathtaking
1838. {The longing and the need, to have more of You in me, because nothing satisfies the way You do}
1839. Having a brother who's a Cop
1840. Sleeping in
1841. A beautiful day for my last scheduled shoots of the autumn
1842. Oklahoma! at Northwestern
1843. Going out for dinner after the show
1844. A night of playing with my nanny kiddos
1845. Their squeals when we paly tickle monster
1846. Two little angels sleeping on my floor
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