My Favorite Season

Fall is my favorite time of the year. I love football, cooler weather, the fall food and the fall smells. A couple of evenings ago I opened the back door and the crisp cool air hit my face. There was a faint smell of burning wood in the air too. These are the smells that I just love!!

I love everything about this season except raking the leaves in our yard. Our yard is great in the winter...it's huge and shady thanks to our pin oak in the back. It's the same tree that I hate this time of year as the leaves continue to fall.....and fall....and fall.....and fall.

To raise funds, our youth group volunteered of their time to help rake yards this year. So, Jim and our oldest had some help with the yard this year. J had his little rake and was helping to gather some of the leaves together so they could be mulched or bagged.

I think he had a lot of fun in the leaves once they got raked. He ran and jumped in them. He even posed with his little
brother.

The days are getting shorter, but the chill is in the air, the colors have changed into bright oranges, reds and yellows. The smells of the fall are in the air...the crunch of leave are under our feet.

Happy Fall!!

We Are Marshall Movie Poster Released

Today the new movie poster for the We are Marshall movie was released. It is so cool looking...Matthew McConaughey looking over Huntington. Now to just figure out how to sometime get a copy of the poster for the boys' room. They have the We are Marshall game poster that's been around town.

The time for the movie is swiftly approaching. It's getting more and more exciting. I can't wait to watch it to see if you can pick us out in the crowd.

The clock is ticking...and the excitement is growing.

Below is an alternate movie poster that the Herald Dispatch blog had...the picture is from the Green and White game...maybe we're in that...we'll have to look.

May the Force Be With You This Halloween!!

Halloween is a special time at our house. Every year our oldest picks out what he wants to be and it becomes the theme for us. Each year at church, we have an event called Trunk or Treat. The kids from our children's choir dress up along with some of the children from the neighborhood. Sometimes the youth join in by dressing up and having a party for the kids too.

The past couple of years I haven't been able to dress up because I've taught Bible studies and had worship team rehearsal. One year when our oldest was about two, he went as Mickey Mouse, I went as Minnie and Jim went as Goofy.

This year, since I'm still on maternity leave, I was able again to dress up with my guys. Our theme this year was Star Wars. Our oldest went as Anakin Skywalker; our youngest was Yoda; Mitchie, our dog was Darth Vader; Jim was Obi Juan Kenobi, and I was Leia.

Later tonight is Trick or Treat...and barring rain we'll be out in force (or out in "The Force") again.

Happy Halloween!!

PS And when you're Trick or Treating, our oldest says you need to say,

"Trick or Treat,

Smell my feet,

Give me something good to eat.

If you don't,

I don't care,

I'll pull down my underwear."

He continued, "Mom, those girls got it wrong...they said:

'Trick or Treat,
Smell my feet,
Give me something good to eat.
If you don't,
I don't care,
I'll pull down your underwear.'

That's just wrong...it's MY underwear, not YOUR underwear...they don't have it right at all."

Here's wishing you lots of treats and no tricks.

Say Hello to Scarecrow Jake

When we were on our way home from our Ohio trip a couple of weeks ago, we saw that this one farm had a build your own scarecrow part. By the time we got there, however, the things had all been put away. I was sad cuz we couldn't make that cool memory together.

But when we were on the way home, the guys decided that we could make a scarecrow at home instead. So, Thursday night they put together this little guy. Complete with his smiling face, jeans, shirt and Braves hat.

We hung it on the sign on our front porch. Jake's so proud of his new little friend. I hope he hangs around for a long time.

What Has Happened to the Bears?!

The season started pretty good...they were nationally ranked 9th. We knew that the big game would be against Mt. Union who once again was nationally ranked 1st. But we had beaten them last year and stopped their record breaking winning streak. I was excited, even ESPN mentioned the game on their pre-game show. I thought another upset might be at hand, but they beat us 49 - 7. Our rating fell to like 12th.

It was with that loss that the Polar Bears seemed to lose their steam big time. The next week was homecoming. The Bears hosted number 4 Capital. It was a good game, but the Bears came up short losing 10 - 17...thus dropping to 20th place nationally.

This week ONU traveled to Marietta. It seems that the losses from the past 2 weeks still have their hold. Marietta won 16 - 6. We've dropped to 3 - 3 for the Ohio Atheletic Conference...this game was for 4th place in our conference.

The numbers are there for the possessions and the yardage, but it seems as though no matter how far we get, we just can't score.

Next week we play Baldwin Wallace there. Come on guys, lets get back in the game and finish the season with some passion and wins.

Shots Stink!!

Yesterday our youngest had another well baby appointment. This is one of the doctor visits that I just hate. He had to receive 3 shots and an immunization by mouth. I hate when the boys receive shots. When our oldest was a baby I wasn't prepared for the shock of listening him scream and cry when the shots were given. My husband held him down while I started to tear up.

Then there was the time he fell and cracked open his chin at Universal Studios on our vacation to Florida. He had to get a shot in his chin before it could be sown up. I know all of these shots are for their own good, but it makes me sad to hear them in pain and scared. I can't even watch them get the shots because it upsets me.

I hated shots when I was their age, but think it's harder when it's your children that are on the receiving end of the needle. It's hard to take when your child is in pain.

I wonder if that's the way God feels when we are hurting or scared. I wonder if it makes him upset to see us cry. I imagine that he wants so much to comfort us and hold us close. All of this out of God's great love for us. After all, God is our ultimate parent and isn't that what parents do?

More ONU Pics

The Pass, Punt and Kick contest

Enjoying the Pony Rides.

Not a Great Game, But a Good Day

This past weekend we made our first road trip with the little one. We went back to my old stompin' grounds for Ohio Northern's homecoming. This year's theme was Gone Country. It was a nice day...a little chilly, but if you know anything about Ada, Ohio and the tundra of ONU, you understand completely how chilly it can get. It was sunny and no snow in sight.

There were rides for the kids, big and small. Our oldest rode rides upon rides. He started out on the pony rides then moved on to the canoe rides. He was excited that all the food in the carnival area was free...including caramel apples and cotton candy. There was a lot of cool free stuff...banners and a cowbell.

After a lunch of hotdogs and hamburgers at the tailgate party, we headed over to Dial Roberson Stadium for the game. We even got to see Klondike and get a picture with him. I wish I could say it was a great game...it was good, exciting at times, but unfortunately we lost. That was disappointing.

Anyway after the game, our oldest went down to the field to participate in the pass, punt and kick contest. He won first place for the 5 year old division. We were so proud.

Even though the bears lost, we had a great time. And I think everyone had fun.

Sigh, I Guess I Won't Be Going

Today the prices were released for the world premiere of the We Are Marshall movie. I had known the tickets would not be cheap and I was right. The cheapest seats are $250 which are probably in the balcony. Then there are the $500 tickets where you can be closer to the stars...probably on the floor. There are the $1000 tickets where you can be in the front with the stars and attend a gala reception with the stars too...and there are premiere sponsor tickets for $10,000 - $500,000. Now the proceeds from these tickets go to good causes...Marshall University and the Keith Albee restoration fund, but come on. I guess you have to be rich to associate with the rich and famous.

We're talking about going to the red carpet with camera in hand to see the stars and be a little a part of the big event. On the news tonight they said that there might be another showing of the movie with tickets going for $25 a piece. That's a little more of what I might pay to see it during the big hoopla.

Oh well...maybe there will be some kind of contest...watch the movie and sit with the stars stuff. That'd be cool...yeah, I'll hope for that.

What Do You Mean No Pie?!

Over the weekend we went to the West Virginia Pumpkin Festival. We haven't been there for a few years...I think our oldest was a baby the last time we were there. It has really grown since then. The ground was muddy from the week's rains but the atmosphere was great. There was the exhibit of large pumpkins including one that was over 900 pounds, there were arts and crafts, and there were some pretty cool concessions.

You could get about anything you wanted pumpkin. Pumpkin clothes for yourself, your children, your pet, your lawn animals; pumpkin candles; pumpkin cutouts; pumpkin coffee; pumpkin chips; pumpkin butter, pumpkin bread and pumpkin doughnuts.

Now with all of these selections you would think they'd have plenty of my favorite fall treats...pumpkin pie. I love pumpkin pie especially if it's warm with a lot of whipped cream. While the boys and I stood in line to get hot dogs, Jim went to get food and dessert. But when he got to the pie stand they were out. OK it was the evening...so I thought they just were really busy...but they had run out at like 10 AM that day...they said they'd have more the next day, but you had to get there by 9 or 10. Are you kidding me?!

The Pumpkin Festival with no pumpkin pie...unless you want it for breakfast. Just disappointing. On the way home, we stopped at the grocery and the guys got me a pumpkin pie. And boy is it good!!

Amazing Grace

Over the past several days I have been shocked and saddened as well as amazed and awed by what has been happening in the news. The most troubling to me was the shootings in the Amish country in Pennsylvania. It made me so sad to hear of what had happened. Any time children are harmed by people, my heart aches. I think of how I would feel if someone hurt my boys or if someone had hurt "my kids" when I was teaching.

The Amish are a unique people. They pride themselves as being in the world but not of the world. They seek to live their lives in peace with those around them. They are known for not fighting...but rather for turning the other cheek when it comes to conflict.

This senseless act of violence was especially sad because there were mostly young children and young adults in the schoolhouse.

But through this terrible tragedy there has come a wonderful example of grace. Those who had been effected by this horrible event the most have begun the process of healing and forgiveness. They have forgiven the man who took loved ones from them. And through this have become an example to us all.

I don't know if I could be that grace filled this early in the grieving process. I would hope to show God's presence, God's grace and God's love, but if someone hurt my boys I think that grace would not be the first thing in my mind. Through this awful incident we have the opportunity to see God's presence and God's grace.

What Have We Learned - 5 Years Later

It's hard to believe that it's been five years since the terror attacks. I remember that day like it was yesterday. I had a pastor's meeting in the morning, Jim was getting ready for work. We were waiting for the sitter to come be with our then 8 month old son. When she got to our house she told us that something terrible had happened. We turned on the TV just as the second plane hit. I thought it was so terrible it must be some kind of horror movie trailer that they were showing. But we soon learned that it was all too true.

That day was surreal for me. The downtown ministers went ahead and met...searching for some way we could be strong for each other as we sought to be strong for those who would come seeking some kind of answers...some kind of reason for this unthinkable act of violence. Many of us were on the phone with loved ones...one of which was scheduled to leave that morning for London.

People walked around in a daze...not knowing exactly what would come next...what would happen next. Many were glued to the television and radio listening and watching for some explanation, some kind of guidance, some source of hope.

As we look back, there are many things we learned in the past five years. Here are three of those lessons...

1. We should never take things for granted. Each day spent with those we love should be lived to the fullest so that those we care about know how much they mean to us and so that we suck the marrow out of each moment that we live.

2. No matter what might divide us from each other, when others are in need, we all can come together to help in whatever way we can. Things changed for a while after that day. People let down their guards to be kind and courteous to each other.

3. There are those among us who will offer up their time, talent and their vary lives to rescue those who are in danger or those in need. There were many that day and even the days, weeks and months to follow who offered of themselves so that others might be saved or comforted.

There are many other things we have learned since then...but these are the ones that really stick out in my mind. May we continue to learn new things about ourselves and our faith.

My Favorite Season

Even though Fall has not officially started, the feel is in the air. Since I haven't been out of the house a whole lot, I have been under the impression that the heat wave continued. But when I stepped out of the house to hang our Marshall University flag out, I realized that fall has arrived. There is a little chill in the air...boy, it feels like football weather.

And so today's real beginning of the Saturday college football season seems so appropriate. The good news is that Michigan won...but so did Ohio State. Then there was the Marshall vs. WVU game which WVU won.

Our little one was disappointed that Marshall lost...he had worn his We Are...Marshall onesie in hopes that the Herd would be victorious. Hopefully they'll do better last week.

The Ohio Northern Polar Bears take the field next week. Good luck to all of our favorite teams.

Big Day at Our House

Today was a big day in our house. Our oldest son started his first full day of school today. He is excited for this new step in his life. Yesterday he only went for a few hours. It was so neat to see him so big and starting big school. But there was a part inside of me that ached to see him starting this next chapter. I can't believe how fast the time has gone. With the arrival of our newest child I have been thinking of the day we brought his brother home from the hospital. How small, fragile and innocent he was. Now he's going to school...meeting new friends and learning new things.

We also took the baby to the doctor for his first check up today. He has gained weight and continues to thrive. He's so small and fragile. I'm enjoying every minute of him...yes, and even trying to enjoy the early morning/late night feedings. I know how quick the time goes and I don't want to take a second of it for granted.

Wow what a big and wonderful day in our house.

Room in My Heart

Bringing Jonah home has been a wonderful and kinda scary thing. Will we remember what to do? How did we do this before? How will things go?

There were many questions in my mind as to the adjustment of one child to two would go. So far, it's been exciting to get Jonah home and continue to watch him grow. I read that many second time parents have questions like this when they bring their newborn home. One big question is will I be able to love this little guy as much as our first. I didn't really struggle with that because of the fact that I had felt so lucky to have this little life growing inside of me.

I began to think of what happens to our hearts when a new person, especially a child, comes into our lives. It seems like our hearts grow a size bigger each and every time that a new person comes into our lives that we care about.

Sometimes I have wondered how God has love for so many of us, who are his creation. God is ultimately our parent and is totally responsible for our creation. Perhaps our love as parents for our children or our love for those who are close to us is modeled after the love that God has for each of us. God's heart must continue to grow a size bigger each and every time a new person comes into the world. How cool is that?!

That's how the love of a parent for a child goes and grows. Thank you God, for continuing to teach me more and more about your love every day.

Welcome to the World

Friday, at 8:39 am, Jonah Dean came into the world literally kicking and screaming. He weighed 8 pounds 8 ounces and was 20.5 inches long. We are so blessed to have two beautiful boys in our family.



We stayed in the hospital until early this afternoon when we brought him home. It is so wonderful to have a new baby at home again. I'd forgotten what it's like. In some ways it's scary because I want to make sure we do everything right for this little guy who's totally dependent upon us. We have been so richly blessed and trusted by God to take care of this little person.

Jake's a proud big brother. He's going to pre-school to share pictures of his new little brother along with "It's a Boy" suckers. He's looking forward to sharing stories with Jonah and teaching him all kinds of neat stuff.

Thank you all for your thoughts, well wishes and prayers...we really appreciate them!!

OK...Here We Go

Well it's the night before D-day. I'm nervous and anxious and trying not to think of everything that will happen to me and my body tomorrow. I can't believe that the time is really here that we'll really be holding this little guy who's been pummeling my body for some time. Please remember us in your prayers as we prepare for this new chapter in our lives and the first chapter in this little guy's life.

Where Did the Time Go?

We have three more days until the newest addition to our family arrives. I can't believe how fast the time has gone lately. We go to the doctor for one last time tomorrow just to be sure everything is set for this newest arrival to our family.

God has graciously blessed our family throughout these past several years...and I'm so thankful that God has continued to bless us with this new little guy.

We'll keep you posted.

Belly Bumps

As many of you know we have just over 2 weeks before the newest addition to our family is to arrive. We have been trying to get Jake to bond with him before he's born. We keep telling Jake that his little brother will recognize his voice and most likely smile at him first, which really makes Jake smile.

Jake has, off and on, been fascinated by the moving around in my belly. Sometimes he just stares as an arm or leg goes brushing past. At other times he says, "That's just weird mommy."

Last night was the coolest. I'm sitting in the recliner trying to cool off and relax and Jake wants to sit on my lap. He comes up by me then slides back down half on the floor half on me so that his head is on my belly. He begins to talk to my belly, "Hi little baby...it's me....Hi baby." To which this little guy begins to hit and/or kick. Jake began to giggle..."he's kicking me in the head mommy."

We keep doing this for a while, he talks and the baby kicks, "he's kicking me in the head, daddy." Jakes eyes just twinkled as he "played" with his baby brother. I so look forward to the time when they can really play and laugh.

Getting Tired of the Heat

I can't believe how hot it has been this past month plus. We were watching the news tonight and I told Jim I hadn't seen heat this bad since the year we met...back in '95. That year a friend of mine and I went to visit a friend from college who lived in Chicago. It was sweltering...many people got sick and even died from the intense heat.

That summer was also the summer I got heat exhaustion...which I have not fully gotten over. I am really sensitive to the heat. Being nine months pregnant doesn't help a whole lot either. My feet are beginning to look like they belong to Fred Flintstone...and the air conditioners at home and work don't really feel like they're working any more.

Hopefully we'll get relief this weekend. Until then I'm pounding water, popsicles, staying inside and keeping my feet up.

I can't wait til fall and winter!

A Year Later

It happened August 1st, a day that would feel like the longest most painful day of my life. I will never forget the pain I felt that day a year ago. They told me it was for the best. They told me I could try again. They told me it'll be ok. There's seldom a day that goes by that I don't think of that child that I once carried. There isn't a day that I don't thank God for the little boy growing inside of me this day.

Last year I thought that all of life was pretty much over. How would I continue to go on? This year I look back. Yeah, it still pretty much sucks to lose a child. But in the midst of this all I do see new hope. I remember the midwife telling us that everyday she thanks God for her daughter that wouldn't be here if her first pregnancy would have continued without issue. I am thinking that same way about this little guy who's pushing, prodding and poking me from time to time. I am grateful for the life inside of me that we will be meeting face to face in just a few weeks. I thank God for his presence, his strength and his support.

I am thankful, too, for all those, especially the women, who came up to me afterward and shared personal stories of loss, pain and suffering. Their stories seemed to bring them strength as they sought to support me in my grief. They are proof that I am not alone...that others have walked this seemingly lonely road.

As August begins, I have mixed feelings. I'm excited, nervous and scared about the newest addition that will come into our family. There's a feeling of fear as I don't want anything bad to happen. There's this underlying feeling of sadness of the child that will never be here on this earth. Yes, August 1st will never be the same for me again...but perhaps it can be the sign of new life. It certainly has taught me how precious life truly is.

Boy, I can't wait to see this little guy and continue to praise God for his life and his presence in my life.

The Stork is Coming in Less Than Three Weeks!!

We went to the doctor on Friday and found out when the newest McKay will join our family. When we talked to the doctor we decided on the day of August 18th. We were fine because, after all, that's not until next month and it's after the middle of the month anyway.

We were fine, that is until she said, "So, let's schedule your next appointments....next week you'll meet with one of the midwives and the following week you'll meet with me just to be sure we have everything all set for the following week. And three weeks from now we'll bring this little guy into the world."

WHAT?! THREE WEEKS?!

She had to tell Jim to breathe...and it quite frankly, freaked me out too. So, now it's less than three weeks and counting...nineteen days actually. Wow...let phase three of nesting begin...aka getting EVERYTHING ready for baby.

Christmas in July

Tonight at Common Grounds we celebrated Christmas in July and it was quite awesome. We sang Christmas carols, we talked about the birth of Jesus. We served around 90 people dinner. The social hall was so packed there were very few seats left. Often times some of our people leave before the service really starts, but this evening there were about 60 people who stayed for that.

It's amazing what God has done with this service that originally began as an outreach to college students at Marshall University. However, we now serve a different congregation...the homeless and those who are struggling to get back on their feet.

We seek to minister to those who gather with us on Thursday nights through food, fellowship, love, music and the reflection. There have been relationships made that I know would not have been made if this service did not exist. I'm grateful for God's vision that took a while for us to realize, but has now become our vision...providing a loving environment where folks can come together, be fed both physically and spiritually; providing a cool place in the summer and warm place in the winter for folks to get out of the elements; providing a place where all people can truly belong.

I hope this is what we have started doing with our Common Grounds ministry...it has been a blessing to get to know these people that otherwise I would have missed out on.

Thanks God!!

Nesting Phase II

Today began the next step in nesting. We brought down some of the old clothes from the closet upstairs. Now I just have to wash them up and get them ready for the little guy to wear sometime in the next month or so.

We still have yet to find the bassinet sheets and any extra crib sheets that Jake hasn't worn out. Organization is the name of the game...trying to get everything set to where we know where they are. Now just to find the bassinet and we'll be good to go at least for the first month or so. And it's fun to show our oldest what he had played with and worn when he was just a little one. He has graciously agreed to share his clothes, toys and other items with his little brother.

Time keeps ticking...but at least we're getting more ready. I can't believe it...4 weeks or so to go. WOW!

Less than Five Weeks and Counting

I can't believe we have less than five weeks until this little guy is born. The time in the beginning went so fast. I remember thinking I just needed to get to Valentine's Day and the stress time would be over. It seems like I woke up one day and suddenly it was mid June. There's so much to do and I'm starting to get nervous that it all won't get done.

I can't remember what our timeline was with Jake...it's been a while and my memory/brain is being slowly drained by this little one. I am hoping to get the stuff out of the closet this week and get it washed...things like the bassinet, clothes and sheet stuff. We have a potential name but that won't be revealed until later. I can't believe it's getting this close...we will have to be ready but are we really? I'm excited, nervous and a little scared...all of which I remember from over 5 years ago.

As far as we know we will find out Friday the date when he'll probably come into the world. Then the true countdown will start. Let the next level of nesting begin.

Craving Ice Cream

In this intense summer heat, I've been staying inside to stay cool. With five weeks to go, I'm trying to do whatever I can to stay cool. One thing that the baby seems to be doing is craving cool things to eat...last night I had I don't know how many popsicles...and today the craving of the day is ice cream. Jim just went to DQ for some cool treats. Thank goodness for airconditioning...I don't know what I'd do without it.

Mmmmm....Pecan Mudslide.

Stay cool!

The Locusts are Singing

When I was little I remember every year around this time I'd hear the locusts begin singing. There eeee-rrrrrr-eeeee-rrrrr sounds would ring through the trees at night. The days would begin to get just a little cooler and nights would begin to come just a little sooner. We were beginning to enter fall.

I remember my mom telling me that when we heard the locusts sing it meant there were six weeks until school started. When I was little that used to thrill me...I missed many of my friends and seeing them occasionally over the summer at the pool or somewhere else just wasn't like seeing them every day. A new school year meant excitement, maybe new friends, new adventures. As I grew older that excitement stayed too...especially when I went to college.

The locusts singing meant that there were about 8 weeks until I traveled back to Ada and got to see my good friends that were separated from me by miles and various duties during the summer.

When I graduated and began teaching school, the locusts brought this feeling of sadness and a little anxiousness. Who would be in my classes this year? Would the classes be well behaved or would I have to play the role of disciplinarian more than instructor?

This year the locusts songs mean something new and exciting to me again. This fall will begin a new chapter in each of our lives...the baby will be here in less than 6 weeks...Jake starts school in about 7 weeks or so. So many different things are going to happen.

I thought back to my time as a child...the song of the locusts meant change and excitement...what would the future hold? This year that wonder and awe enters my heart again as I look forward to seeing this little one who I've carried since just before Christmas.

I have shared with Jake what the singing of the locusts means...fall is on its way. School is getting ready to start...football is just around the corner.

I picture myself years from now telling our youngest..."You hear those sounds? It's the singing of the locusts...they mean that soon it'll be your birthday...you'll be a year older...they're singing about your birthday a joyful song."

The locusts are singing....change is coming soon.

Childbirth Class #2 - Boy It's Been a While

Yesterday Jim and I went to a childbirth class at the hospital where son #2 will be born. I had a little concern because we had taken a similar class when we were pregnant the first time. I was amazed at what new things they have included in the class. This time we got to see a lot of the equipment they use to do the various things to check on you. We had the routine tour of the maternity floor, nursery, etc.

The neatest thing about the class and something new from 5 1/2 years ago when we had delivered there before was the additions to their security system. This is so cool. When Jake was born we had the bracelet thing...I had one, he had one and Jim had one. But now they do that a step further...they now put these electronic bracelets on the babies. It looks as though they are under house arrest, but it does something really cool. If someone gets too close to the door with a baby, the doors lock and the alarm goes off. This way no baby can leave the ward. Wow...talk about peace of mind.

I'm getting more and more excited about the baby. Now if we can just decide on a name.

Learning to Be a Big Brother

This weekend, Jake has been learning more and more what it means to be a big brother. When we were out and about on Saturday, we bought a boy doll so that Jake could practice how to hold the baby and treat the baby when he comes home. Jake agreed that if I wanted the doll, he would help me take care of it...but since we got it he has helped to carry and "take care" of it. I think he's really learning what you do with babies and don't do with babies.

Jake's also learning how to be a big brother in other ways. Sandpiper and her family attend our church and her youngest son has taken Jake under his wing. They attend some of the same stuff and several times over the past couple of years, J has really shown Jake how to be protective and brotherly. There have been several times that Jake will come home from summer session and talk about how J had played with him and his friends or how J had sat with them at lunch or how he had said hi throughout the day. We were at a reception and J took Jake around and taught him some very "needed" skills for a young boy (how to make gaseous sounds with a container of slime and how to scare all of the women with a fake spider).

Today, during the children's moments I saw one of the neatest things too. Jake came in with the other younger children and J was already up front. Jake went and sat down next to him and J put his arm around him and talked to him. After church I said something to Jake about it...Jake said, "Yeah J's pretty cool." I said, "He's kinda like a big brother, huh."

Jake said, "Yeah...he's like MY big brother."

And the learning continues.

Nesting

Lately, I've been getting a little nervous because I have this urge to clean and purge what we no longer need. A little nervous because that always precedes childbirth (I'm hoping this doesn't mean that it's coming quicker than we expect.) Anyway, while I've been packing away the summer clothes that I can't fit into now but hope to next year at this time, I think Jim's been nesting too.

Today was a big day in the McKay house. We had been looking for a new living room suite for a while now...and a couple of things have made our search a little more intentional. First of all, the Annual Conference is no longer providing furnished parsonages for their pastors so we'd have to get one sooner or later because the one we have now is the church's. Second, with the new baby coming we wanted something new and nice for him to sit on, be rocked in, etc., etc.

We went today with no intentions of buying, just looking around. To our fortune, we found a really nice set at a furniture outlet. I'm so excited that we found something of real quality for the price of a sofa at most other places. Jim found this one and I decided to sit on it to be sure that it felt nice, that I could take a nap on it and **most important** I could get off of it with little trouble. It was WONDERFUL!! Jim looks at me and says, "Wanta get it?"

The big question was will it look the same when it gets in the house? We were able to bring the throw pillows home with us and it looks great.

I'm so excited. So, now we have our, well my first living room suite (Jim had bought one for his apartment before we were married) that I have bought for the house. We will take the church's furniture to the church to be used as they see fit...perhaps in one of the Sunday school rooms.

Nesting continues in our home.

Welcome Summer!! Goodbye Heat!!

Today began the first day of summer and it seems that the weather must know that too...it got very, VERY warm and humid today. It's supposed to be even warmer tomorrow. Wow, if this is a taste of what July holds, I'm going to spend a lot of time inside in cool. I don't like heat in the first place after having had heat exhaustion several years ago. So, my body tends to react to heat a whole lot faster than it used to. Pregnancy always makes me hotter...our first child was born in January and I was hot throughout that time. This little guy is due in August. I'm praying for cooler weather, but am not hopeful.

Here's the Picture As Promised

As I posted a while ago, our son was given the privledge to present the Bishop with a stepping stone at Annual Conference. Above is the picture taken by our Conference photographer at that event.

The Results are In - World's Greatest Dad

Happy Father's Day to the Greatest Dad in the World and the Greatest Father to Be in the World. We hope your day is great!! We love you!

Carol, Jake and baby on the way

Countdown to Baby

Well, it seems I have like 10 more weeks to go until our newest addition arrives. I have added a baby ticker at the bottom of the page so that our progress can be seen in cute cartoon form. Actually, it's probably a little bit less than 10 weeks since we're probably going to have a c-section with him and they'll take him about a week earlier than I'm due. Wow...the time which seemed to crawl during my first trimester has seemed to fly in these past few months. Hopefully it's blue skies ahead.

Intolerance

Currently, I'm reading the book No Perfect People Allowed by John Burke, a book that examines how we, as Christian leaders, can create a "come as you are" culture for the post modern, post Christian generations. He contends that one of the barriers to the Christian church reaching those outside its walls is the lack of tolerance seen through its members.

Burke contends that many of the people who aren't interested in church see the institution of church as a gathering of intolerant, judgmental, and hypocritical people instead of the loving, caring, accepting gathering of people it's proclaimed to be.

Over the past several days I have unfortunately witnessed what I think these nay sayers of church may be talking about... specifically, intolerance. At our annual conference this past week, the assembly voted to uphold Decision 1032 of the judicial council which supported a decision of a Virginia pastor who refused membership to a man who is gay. I was saddened by the decision and by the round of applause that followed the result of the votes. It was a chance for us to show tolerance of those who are marginalized... and instead we showed intolerance.

Another witness to intolerance happened today... actually in two different situations. Someone came to the church door asking for help for himself and his pregnant wife who were not allowed to access help at our City Mission, which proclaims itself a faith-based organization. Allegedly she had cussed and was told she and he were no longer welcome. They just needed some help and shelter especially for her since she was probably about 7 months along (I recognize a fellow "sufferer" when I see one) and was very concerned about her baby. Her husband was given some work to do to earn some money to help them out.

On the heels of their leaving, another man came by the church seeking help. He'd been turned away from the same place because he didn't have the "appropriate" dress...he was wearing a tank top. He was looking for some food and a way to a nearby town. We gave him a shirt, some sandwiches and showed him where he could go to get a good start on his way to the other town.

What do our actions or our inactions say about the faith we are called to live? What do they say to those who are looking for a place to belong? A place where they can find love? A place where they really should see the living Christ?

This week I am speaking at our contemporary service where we are talking about the gifts of the spirit... this week is faithfulness. How can we be true and faithful disciples of Jesus Christ? What is the most authentic way to share of our faith? And how can each of us display to those who are watching who Jesus really is and how he loves each and every one of us?

Back from Annual Conference

We just, well a few hours ago, got back from Annual Conference. There were a few votes that turned out not as I had hoped, but the conference went pretty well all in all. I gave my second report of the nominating committee and I think that went pretty well.

The highlight, though, of the conference came yesterday morning. Each year our conference honors those who are retiring on Saturday morning. As part of that service, the retirees are presented with a gift. The past two years at least (I didn't pay much attention before) the gifts for the retirees have been made by the children attending Children's Conference. This year since our son is in the 5 year old class, he helped to make the gift...stepping stones. Not only that, he was picked to help hand out the stones to the retiring class. He handed out a few and when all the retirees had been honored, our son got to present one to the Bishop. I'm hoping to get a picture later this week and will post it when I get it.

We Finally Heard!

Well, we finally got the test results in from the 3 hour glucola. They turned out good. I only had a high reading in the one hour test and all the other tests (there were 4 total) turned out normal. I'm watching my sugar and carb intake a little more than normal to keep everything ok. But at least I don't have to go somewhat cold turkey on the sweeter things in life.

I have been craving fruits and stuff so at least I can have that stuff.

YEA!!

Just Say No to Glucola

Can I just say I hate the taste of orange glucola...especially the kind that is 100 gram kind. It tastes like corn syrup. I went today for the 3 hour glucola test after my numbers from my one hour test turned out to be elevated. The drink, after fasting for 12+ hours was just plain gross. The poking on an hourly basis I could stand. I'm just hoping that the results of this test turn out ok.

As I was pulling into our back driveway, I could feel my sugar dropping...I began to shake and get really REALLY hot. I knew I needed to eat and drink water so that I could get this stuff out of my system. After eating lunch and getting a little more leveled out, I crashed for 2 hours which I hadn't planned on doing.

I guess I just can't handle my sugar. I'm praying that all will come out fine with this test or it's a modified diet for me. Prayers would be greatly appreciated.

Top Ten from San Diego - Part II

7. San Diego Zoo - This was something that I'd wanted to do since I watched Captain Kangaroo visit the zoo or at least have clips from the zoo on his show. It was a very large zoo with many animals that you won't see many other places. One of the neatest exhibits was seeing the pandas...I love pandas and seeing the baby ones was a real treat. It's a definite fun day for all ages.


6. The Pacific Ocean - Now I've seen most all of the bodies of water that surround our country. The Atlantic Ocean is one that I have probably seen the most because of where we live. It's pretty especially when you look at the horizon and the sky meets the water. The Pacific Ocean where we were was gorgeous too...especially the cliffs against the water. This picture was taken by the water...when we visited number 5 on my list.

5. La Jolla - This area of San Diego is sometimes referred to as the Beverly Hills of San Diego. It's very pretty...but one of the neatest places is this little beach that originally was supposed to be a children's beach, but a colony of seals had taken over so the beach was unable to be used by children and families. It does make for some interesting seal sightings, though. The females are the darker colored seals and the bull is the one that looks kinda like a pile of sand in font of the other seals. If you have the chance, it's a neat thing to see.

Top 10 From San Diego - Part I

We got back from San Diego Saturday night. It was a wonderful trip filled with sunshine, not too warm whether, pools and relaxation. Here's my top 10 list for things to see while in San Diego...

10. Balboa Park - We didn't get to see a whole lot of the park because most of it was closed when we got their after the zoo...but it is very pretty and filled with museums of all kinds. If you are there, you can see this gorgeous and HUGE fig tree. It looked like one that many people would like to climb, but the fence around it makes that feat kinda difficult.

9. Padres Game - This was a fun night. When we were there the Padres played the Braves (my husband's favorite team) the game was exciting. I think there were 16 strikeouts thrown by the Padres starting pitcher. And the Braves won. I figure that'll make a good trivia question someday.

8. Old Town - Old Town is a pretty neat place in San Diego depicting how the first settlement might have looked. There are several authentic Mexican restaurants that serve GREAT food there. They even make their tortillas by hand there too.

In addition to the great food there is a market area where vendors sell some really cool things from finger puppets to religious ornaments to wrestling masks. It's a definite pick for us. Be sure that you look at the whole park, though, when we first went we missed a good half of it that was really cool.

Because I can only post so many pictures I will do my top ten in phases...look for Part II coming soon.

Wow..It's Been a While

It's seemed like forever since I last posted. Since then we've had another doctor's appointment and everything seems to be going quite well. He's growing, kicking an coming right along.

Yesterday was picture day at soccer...maybe it's just me, but I really like this picture.

Today is Mother's Day...and it's been a really neat one in our home. Jake and Jim made me the cutest train...which they painted themselves...it's a letter train saying Jake heart Mom. It's so cute!! I just love it.

Thank you to the greatest guys in my life and in the world. I love you!!

I knew I was a Red Head!!

Your Hair Should Be Red

Passionate, fiery, and sassy. You're a total smart aleck who's got the biggest personality around.

What's Your Funky Inner Hair Color?

When You Least Expect It

Well, I figured it would happen this way. I had been looking around town for a time when I had my camera and I saw Matthew McConaughey. Saturday the film crew wrapped up filming here in Huntington with the annual Green and White game...a spring scrimmage of the MU Thundering Herd.

This year's game had a twist. Not only was the film crew going to be there doing arial shots and taping the crowd chanting "We Are Marshall" but it was a reunion of the 1996 championship team which includes among others Chad Pennington and Randy Moss. They were hoping to have 10,000 fan show up for the big game and 17,000+ were in attendance.

Another twist was that not only was the crew from the movie there but the cast was there as well. In fact, Matthew came out with the team when they walked through the crowd. I was looking around for Chad, Randy and any other familiar faces and didn't notice Matthew with Coach Snyder until Jim said, "Hey, there's Matthew."

Luckily I have my husband to help me find the sexiest man alive. Below is a picture he snapped of Matthew looking at the camera. He was only about 5 feet away from us and I had no clue.

When you least expect it...

We Found Out!!

Last week we got the news but with Holy Week and all of its activities we haven't had time to announce the good news. On Maundy Thursday we had our "big" ultrasound. I had asked the baby if he/she would behave and let us know if they were a boy or a girl. And the baby did more than cooperate.

It's a boy...we were made sure of that several times. From all indications and measurements he is right where he should be in size and development. The ultrasound tech looked at all of his little bones and his organs and found them as far as she could tell to be growing just fine.

He's an active little one...almost turning somersaults. He looked at the screen a few times and then held up his fist. Thank you all for your thoughts, prayers and support during this time...we are so excited!!

More Pictures from We Are Marshall

More pictures...


And one of Jake

Star Gazing

I must say that I've been excited about what's happening in Huntington over this past week. Over thirty five years ago this town and Marshall University experienced a great loss. While coming back from a football game at East Carolina, most all of the team and most all of the coaching staff was killed when their plane crashed just outside of town.

Last year the movie from Ashes to Glory retold all about what happened that fateful night and the years to follow. Hollywood caught that idea and have decided to make it into a movie right now called, We Are Marshall.

Among the actors in this film are Matthew McConaughey, Matthew Fox, January Jones, David Strathairn, Kate Mara among others. It has been pretty wild around town. There is even a website devoted to sitings of Matthew McConaughey.

Anyway, this is the second day of filming...they are doing a lot of the filming here in town especially on the MU campus and around town on Fourth Avenue among the buildings that haven't changed. We were coming back from Jake's first soccer practice of the year and trying to figure out what to have for dinner. We decided to choose Chili Willi's (Jake loves their "orange dip") but when we got close we saw that the roads were blocked. I spotted a lighting semi and said, "They're shooting at the bus station. We are going to Chili Willi's." (The restaurant is across the street from the bus station.)

We had to park over a block away because of the road blocks, but were lucky enough to get a table by the window so we could watch the action. Soon we saw that the scene would be shot in front of the bus station and Matthew Fox and January Jones would be the key actors. We watched the scene over and over again as they tweeked and tweeked it. It was pretty cool. Above and below are a couple of pictures (small as they are...they were taken with my camera phone and it shrunk them) from that scene. I can't wait to see the movie and hopefully see this scene.

Not What We Expected

This wasn't exactly what we had in mind when we started our service on Thursday nights. Common Grounds was going to be a way for us to reach out to college students at Marshall. But it has developed into an outreach to those who are on the street and those who are seeking to get their lives back after being on the street. It has turned from a way to minister to students away from home into a viable and effective way to minister to those who have no real home.

This Lent we have been doing a series called Journey to the Cross...first person reflections on Jesus' journey to the cross. As the worship team sat down to dinner before the service started, one of our regular attendees, S, came over and sat with us a while. He has been coming since the service first started and has brought a lot of people to worship with him too. He's been on the street and now lives with friends near the church.

He talked about how wonderful the service has been for him and looking around pointed out how many people who are starting out on their own are coming to the service. He said that he knew the service was going to be successful because we hadn't run him off. We started talking about how sometimes the welcome isn't so sincere when someone looks, dresses or seems different. With tears in his eyes he thanked everyone around the table for welcoming him and his friends into the church.

S has a point...so often we talk about wanting to be welcoming to those who are different...we look to Jesus as the example for love and acceptance. But in the midst of that sometimes we allow culture and other things to get in the way...and the welcoming becomes more restricted.

I thank God that I have had the opportunity to meet these folks that otherwise would most likely have blended into the background. Some folks are easy to ignore/disregard, but this service has brought them into the forefront and made them more visible. Their stories are interesting...amazing even.

Some have been homeless for quite sometime...some live on the riverfront...others have been abused and have sought safety....still others have been maimed by their lives on the street. But one thing stands out for each and every one of them...they are bringing others into the church to experience a warm meal and potentially a worship service. We have new people each and every service...all because they are inviting others.

It wasn't what we had expected, but God had a different idea. Thank you God for thinking outside the box...thank you God for guiding us to those you wish us to reach.

Great End to a Rough Week

This week started out a little melancholy, but ended up rather well. On Wednesday, Jake went to be screened for Kindergarten. He had to have his hearing, sight and speech checked. And he did wonderfully. Everything checked out to be really good. I think now, other than orientation (if they have that) and buying school supplies, we are all ready for him to start kindergarten. I think Jake is really excited about school. 'Course the experiences he has with his new school are the school carnival (cool...they must play games for candy and prizes all the time) and the registration (they let you put puzzles together and eat cookies). I don't know what he'll think when things are just a little different.

Friday was a WONDERFUL day too. We had another doctor's appointment to check and see how the little one is doing. And this time, Jake got to come along. The doctor was GREAT...this was the first time we had met her...and I have decided that she is the one that I want to deliver this little one. Jim said she was the closest to the doctor that delivered our other bundle of joy five years ago. That doctor had left because of the high cost of medical insurance. She was great. I think this "new" doctor will be like her...she took a lot of time with us...recalled when she had been to the church and remembered me coming over and talking to her the first time she visited. It's not that I don't like the other doctors in the practice, but they're men and I like a woman who has gone through some of the same stuff that I have.

Anyhoo...after meeting her for the first (well, I guess second time) we talked about some of my fears and had everything checked out. Last time I tested positive for protein so I was very nervous. But this time all was good. I've been having problems with an allergy attack which turned into a cold so she told me what all I could take (I'd been just drinking a lot of water and that's about it). Then she got out the doppler and we got to hear the heartbeat. She was really good with Jake and asked him to come closer if he wanted. Everything sounded so good. Next she measured me and I am right where I ought to be at this time.

All of my anxiety went out the window with her great bedside manner. Next time, in three weeks, we're to have our ultrasound to see what this little one is. Jake has said for the longest time he thinks it's a girl, but Friday he said it was a boy. We'll see in April.

Thank you all for your thoughts and prayers during this past week...they mean a lot!!

First Day of Spring Comes with Mixed Feelings

Tomorrow's the first day of Spring. Usually I am excited about this because of the colors of the flowers and the approaching of Summer. It's also my elementary school friend Jill's birthday. But this year the first day of Spring comes with some sadness. Maybe it wouldn't stand out so much if it wasn't Jill's birthday I don't know. But tomorrow was to be the due date of the baby we lost in August.

I am excited because in the midst of loss, God has provided new life. (Kinda like an Easter story, huh?) When we went through the valley one of our doctors reminded us that through everything God wants the best for us. She told us her experience and that she would not have her daughter if she'd have carried her baby to term. At the time those seemed to be empty words because they were said on top of my broken heart.

But now I am beginning to understand what she meant. It's hard sometimes to be brave in the midst of everything and act like all is good...everything is fine. But God doesn't ask us to be brave 24/7...God asks that we keep the faith. God deeply loves us and wants the best for us.

I remember when I was in the midst of grief and heartache...I let God know that I didn't think that what was going on was fair and I didn't really know what I was supposed to do with this. I heard these words, "I know what it's like to lose a child...I watched my son as he gave up his life." Perhaps it is a resurrection lesson that can be learned here. I still struggle with the whole ordeal, but each day gets a little easier. Through hope and faith each day I know that things will get better.

Second Round Picks

OK...I was 19 out of 32 for my picks in the first round...which amounts to abou 59%. So here are my picks for the next round.

Duke vs. G. Washington - Duke

Texas A&M vs. LSU - LSU

WVU vs. Northwestern State - WVU

NC State vs. Texas - NC State

Memphis vs. Bucknell - Memphis

Pitt vs. Bradley - Bradley

Indiana vs. Gonzaga - Indiana

Alabama vs. UCLA - UCLA

UConn vs. Kentucky - UConn

Washington vs. Illinois - Illinois

G. Mason vs. UNC - UNC

Wich. vs. Tennessee - Tennessee

Villanova vs. AZ - Villanova

Montana vs. B.C. - B.C.

UW Mill. vs. Florida - UW Mill.

Georgetown vs. OSU - OSU

Mad, Mad I Tell You

Well, March Madness has officially started. I sometimes miss my teaching days when March Madness was a bigger than life event...everyone, the faculty, staff and students would have their grids keeping them up to date and talking about the big upsets that happen along the way.

OK, so here are my picks for the first round...some are a little unorthodox, but for a few I have explanations...here it goes...

Duke vs. Southern U. - Duke

G.Washington vs. NC Wilmington - NC

Syracuse vs. Texas A&M - Syracuse

LSU vs. Iona - LSU

WVU vs. Southern ILL. - WVU ---Go Mountaineers!!

Iowa vs. N'western St. - Iowa

California vs. NC State - NC State (time difference goes against CA)

Texas vs. Penn - Texas

Memphis vs. Oral Roberts - Memphis

Arkansas vs. Bucknell - Arkansas

Pittsburgh vs. Kent State - Kent State (don't like Pittsburgh)

Kansas vs. Bradley - Kansas

Indiana vs. San Deigo State - GO HOOSIERS!!

Gonzaga vs. Xavier - Gonzaga even though I really like Xavier too...our high school coach when there

Marquette vs. Alabama - Marquette

UCLA vs. Belmont - UCLA

UConn vs. Albany - UConn

Kentucky vs. UAB - UAB - I don't like Kentucky

Washington vs. Utah State - Washington

Illinois vs Air Force - Ill.

Michigan State vs. George Mason - Michigan State - that's for my friend Steve

North Carolina vs. Murray St. - UNC

Wichita St. vs. Seton Hall - Seaton Hall - they looked pretty good

Tennessee vs. Winthrop - Tennessee - one of my favorite states

Villanova vs. Monmouth - Villanova

Arizona vs. Wisconsin - Wisconsin

Nevada vs. Montana - Nevada

Boston College vs. Pacific - B.C

Oklahoma vs. Wisconsin Milwaukee - Wisconsin

Florida vs. South Alabama - Florida

Georgetown vs. Northern Iowa - Georgetown - always liked them

OSU vs. Davidson - as much as I hate to do this - OSU

I'm just very sad my Michigan Wolverines didn't get into this tournament...better luck next year guys.

Thank You for Sharing Your Faith

When I first started at the church I began to attend the Tuesday morning prayer group. It was then that I first met Art, the leader of the group. He would teach a Bible study and then lead the group in prayer. He had such a quiet, holy way about him...something that I've only seen a few times in my life.

Art really reminded me of another saint in my life named Dale. Dale was my high school Sunday school teacher. He knew the Bible better than anyone I have ever met. He was such a kind and gentle soul.

Both of these men displayed God's love and God's presence throughout their lives. They showed me what it means to have a close relationship with our creator. And I thank God that I got to know them.

When I was in seminary, one of my favorite professors, Sister AnnMarie talked about those people that you meet who just have God oozing out their pores. They are so steeped in Scripture, prayer and a deep relationship with God, you can see God all around them. Dale and Art are two such men.

Both have gone on to be with God, Dale a few years ago and Art this past week. They are missed but the legacy of their faith will continue for years to come through those they touched along life's path. And we have been blessed to know them.

Cat's Out of the Bag

Today during our 11 o'clock worship service, Jim and Jake shared the joy that Jake is going to be a big brother. This has been a wonderful secret we've kept pretty quiet since before Christmas (we found out December 23rd). We wanted to share earlier but I was scared especially after what happened in August.

We told Jake after we had our first ultrasound and heard and saw the baby and his/her heartbeat. The technician took extra time with us to point out everything and how everything seemed to be just fine this time.

We've passed the first trimester hump and now are entering into our 17th week. About 3 weeks or so ago we had our last doctor's appointment and I asked to hear the heartbeat again just for my state of mind. The doctor told us that the baby was in the in between stage and she wasn't sure if she could find it or pick it up, but as long as I didn't freak out she'd try. She tried and on the first try found it right away. Tears filled my eyes as I heard that beautiful sound.

"It's ok to cry that's a wonderful sound." the doctor told me.

Jake is so excited...I'm hoping that all will progress well until late August when we get to meet this little one.

Getting Ready for Kindergarten

Last week we took Jake to register for Kindergarten. It was a time where he got to see the school, meet some of the faculty and staff and see what may be his room for next year. He enjoyed putting puzzles together while we filled out the paperwork for his registration.

He's really looking forward to going to school next year. I'm not sure what he's expecting...the two times we've been to the school have been for the school carnival last spring and for the registration. Both events involved food...cookies last week and candy galore at the carnival. I think he thinks that each day will be filled with games, candy and cookies.

Shorty and His Friends

Last Thursday we had an interesting Common Grounds service. Common Grounds is our contemporary service held on Thursday evenings and includes a dinner with it. We thought that the service would help us reach the college students at Marshall, especially because of the meal. God has changed the focus of that service to include the homeless of our community. We have had several homeless people attend our service.

One gentleman has been coming for several weeks now and this Thursday he brought four or five of his friends with him. As they entered the social hall, he turned to his friends and said, "OK everyone, take your hats off...we're in the house of God."

One of his friends in particular caught my attention. He's a small, humble-looking fellow with rosy cheeks and a grey beard. He came in and began talking to one of my friends...she told me his name is Shorty and he lives in a tent by the river.

The group of men went and got themselves something to eat...we don't have a group prayer over the food but we have one later in the service. But Shorty folded his hands and prayed over his food, as did his friends.

There was just something about his good natured, happy self that caught my attention. This is truly what humbling ourselves for prayer must mean.

Thank you Shorty for coming and sharing your faith in such a great way! May God bless and protect you!!

Super Bowl and Souper Bowl

Today is Super Bowl Sunday...and this morning along with countless churches around this nation we celebrated Souper Bowl Sunday. Souper Bowl Sunday is a great tradition started by a youth group to raise money and canned goods, etc. for those in need. It's amazing what a youth group can do when looking for a mission and a purpose to join God in God's work on this earth. All of us can make a difference if we just open our eyes...open our minds...open our hearts and souls to see where God is calling us into action.

May the Super Bowl be a time when we not only tune in to see our favorite team and favorite commercials, but may we seek to do super things in the name of Christ.

Happy Groundhog's Day!!

Happy Groundhog's Day to each and every one of you!! Groundhog's Day is a special one in our household...it holds many memories and fun. Nine years ago tonight, Jim asked me to marry him in the midst of a magical wonderful Wizard of Oz scene that he created in his living room. ('Course I said yes!)

The day has held magic for Jim's Mom too...she called just a little bit ago to wish us a Happy Groundhog's Day.

And, today, good ol' Phil saw his shadow and back in he went. Yea!!! Six more weeks of winter...maybe (fingers crossed) we'll finally get some snow. After all, Tony Cavalier keeps promising a snowier February.

Here's wishing you and yours a very happy Groundhog's Day!

Polar Bears are Here!!

This weekend was a good weekend in Polar Bear Football. Wes Hostetler made a great impression in the Hula Bowl on Saturday on ESPN. Wes is on special teams and plays at corner back...he ran a kickoff for 23 yards among other great plays he had throughout the game. Way to go Wes!! For more information on this Polar Bear go to Wes Hostetler at Hula Bowl, Jan. 21 . This also comes on the heels of Wes being named MVP at the Aztec Bowl in December...it was his great showing there that got him the invite to play in the Hula Bowl. Way to go Wes!!

The weekend wasn't over for televised Polar Bears in football. During the semi-final game of the Carolina Panthers vs. the Seattle Seahawks a former Polar Bear got to step into the spotlight a little. Jamal Robertson got to play as running back last night after the guy who played the position before him kinda got knocked out. Jamal got to run a few times and made a great showing in this championship game.

The commentators of both games gave both Wes and Jamal great accolades for their athletic ability. Way to go guys!! With your help ONU will be further on the map!!

Birthday at BBPW

Jake had a wonderful time at his birthday party at Billy Bob's Pizza Wonderland (BBPW) on Saturday. There were about 10 kids there and all had fun eating pizza and cake and playing in the ball pit. Jake loved his Spiderman and friends cake complete with Spidy, Wolverine and the Hulk. He is just getting ready to make his wish and blow out his candles.

Happy Birthday Jake!!!

A Day Late and a Dollar Short, but any way

Happy Birthday Jake!! You have to be the cutest, smartest most wonderful 5 year old in the world. Of course, I'm a little biased.

I hope your birthday was wonderful. I can't wait to celebrate with you this weekend. I love you! - Mommy

How Did This Happen?!

Last night when I went to sleep the fate of the miners was uncertain. The rescue crew had found one man but were looking for the others. I hadn't been asleep for long when my husband, Jim woke me up and told me the "good" news that the others were found and they were alive. My heart was filled with joy as the news of the successful rescue hit my ears.

When I woke up this morning, however, I learned that what we had been told, what the families of the miners had been told, was all a miscommunication. My heart broke and my eyes filled with tears as we heard the horrible news this morning.

I can't even begin to imagine how much that hurt those people who had gathered in the church thinking they were soon going to see their loved ones alive and well. In some ways that little glimmer of hope that became dashed was worse than the initial words of the tragedy itself.

Please, be in prayer for these families and friends who I imagine are feeling a gamut of emotions from anger to sorrow to fear to despair. May they feel the presence of God in the midst of their pain.

Come on Be More Compassionate

We were out of town when the news came that 13 miners were trapped beneath the surface just outside of Buckhannon, WV. We watched the news in horror as we learned about this tragedy that struck yesterday morning.

This morning I was further disgusted as I watched CNN and saw the woman searching for something to say as she droned on and on this morning. She constantly talked about how bleak the situation was and how hope was slim. She did all this with a half-smirk on her face. It was disgusting. Then she asked the person on site what the reaction of the family and friends of the miners was...I yelled at the TV, "What do you think their reaction is?! Have you ever cared about someone and they were sick or something?! Be more compassionate. Come on!"

Then there was the reporter who asked the mining CEO if he would use plain English to explain what happened to the miners. I was like what do you mean plain English I understood him fine and I grew up in Northwest Ohio where there aren't any mines. Maybe if you'd listen you'd understand.

I know this happens all the time, news sources are trying to be the first to break the story and the first to have the inside scoop. But, there comes a time when society needs to say, "you know what you all, you need to just lay off and show that you have feelings and that you care."

We just found out that a body of one of the miners was found a little while ago with their equipment. The others weren't in that area. The search and the media frenzy goes on.

Please be in prayer for these men and their families that this tragedy will have some type of happy ending. God can and does work miracles...this is just God's type of situation.