Weekly Photo Challenge: Jubilant

DSC00224Note:  Please ignore my Dad’s questionable fashion sense.  It’s hopeless. Trust me, we’ve tried.

This is the first Christmas I can even remember having a White Christmas here in South Texas – Christmas 2004.  I vaguely remember being sick, Mom too, but staying inside was not an option.  Usually Christmas barely feels like winter – it’s usually in the 60s- but that year was wonderful.  We had our first family snow fight (I’m taking the pic) on the front lawn, all of us hurling snowballs with jubilant abandon.


In the beginning…

I  thought about just keeping a journal, writing my fears and failures, my joys and successes, for God alone to see. But He knows it all.  He sees it all. And while I need to voice to Him everything, to confess everything, I decided that while I share all of it with Him, maybe I should share some of it here.  Maybe there is someone out there who is going through the same thing, having a hard time finding solid footing as they try to live a Godly life in an unGodly world.  Maybe my crazy rantings will help someone else understand they are not alone, that God is always there, even when you can’t feel His presence.  Maybe someone out there has wise words for me, or is able to show me evidence of God in my own life that I cannot see myself.  Any outcome, I lay it all at His feet.  May He bless everyone who visits here.