Three is a Magic Number

Some years I try to be intentional about Lent and Holy week.  I work at being clay in God's hands.  Sometimes this "intention-ality" is productive.  But I have to admit, most times, I am just left empty after putting effort into Lent.  I don't know why, but it just happens.  Probably has something to do with my approach. This year, I had NO plan to be intentional about the whole thing.  Things are busy at work and with other activities.  But I was surprised this year by God.  Event 1: I attended just one lenten Wed. service.  The speaker was a Stillwater father who lost his son in a mountain climbing accident.  Jon, the son, was a youth director and was suppose to attend Luther Seminary in St. Paul the next fall.  The dad could not make sense of why God would not have intervened in his son's death.  And as he went through some of his son's college papers, he found a quote by Jon, "I will live the questioning path."  This is not a new idea to me,

Here is a neat one of Samuel building with Legos.  Can you tell the scene he built?  Hint:  Francis Scott Key

We are really hoping the weather would warm up.  Can you tell?  Last weekend the girls' soccer games were played in 2 inches of snow.  I wish I had a picture of that, but I forgot the camera.

My mom's store does an annual style show.  We have never been there before, but this year, Faith and Emilee were asked to model dresses that my mom made from fabric in her store.  Mom and Grandma made the dresses (I helped just a bit).  There are some cute pictures of them!