tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45154143243274269462011-04-21T17:32:10.317-07:00Loved By The KingGayehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02538971834266734034noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4515414324327426946.post-31753439320456356912008-04-06T16:55:00.000-07:002008-12-09T11:18:53.733-08:00Heartstrings<div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6KXSRBUlYXc/R_lxUqHXpbI/AAAAAAAAAAY/v1oYcuWzOUw/s1600-h/christmas007+044.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186301045610358194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6KXSRBUlYXc/R_lxUqHXpbI/AAAAAAAAAAY/v1oYcuWzOUw/s320/christmas007+044.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /> If home is where the heart is, how can mine be in so many places at once??<br /><br /><br />Right now I am in North Carolina for my Spring Break with Sar & Mark and their sweet "kids," Zoe & Toby. Ironically their six month drought ended when I arrived, so I felt right at home. Even though the skies are grey, the dogwoods & azaleas are in full, spectacular bloom. That's a good description of how I feel much of the time...the circumstances can get kind of stormy, but God uses Himself, my family, & my friends to color my life with joy.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186301049905325506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6KXSRBUlYXc/R_lxU6HXpcI/AAAAAAAAAAg/h4lu__ekuSk/s320/christmas007+056.jpg" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186301071380162034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6KXSRBUlYXc/R_lxWKHXpfI/AAAAAAAAAA4/ImNXbsCNb3A/s320/christmas007+141.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br />We've had a great time just enjoying the mundane everyday joys of life. I got to "work" at Starbucks with Sar, & meet all of her friends & co-workers there. We took walks, played games, watched movies [[not to mention the game]], sang & just loved simply being. And now it is time to go back home to my boys.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186301058495260114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6KXSRBUlYXc/R_lxVaHXpdI/AAAAAAAAAAo/QS9tjRZiysU/s320/christmas007+058.jpg" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186301062790227426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6KXSRBUlYXc/R_lxVqHXpeI/AAAAAAAAAAw/gIOZ9ffJB7E/s320/christmas007+131.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br />I love my life back home...my boys, the church, my Mom, zac's games, my students, my dogs, the beauty of Washington. Yet I always feel torn. My heart is stretched all the way across the world-from Washington, to Israel, to North Carolina, & back again to Washington! [[I always wanted to travel!]] I long for the day when we will all be back together, but I know that we are all EXACTLY where God wants us right now, & we've all grown so much. I'm glad we will all be united for eternity with our God in Heaven!<br /><br /><br /><br />Gotta go whoop up on these kids in hand & foot! Be back home soon!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4515414324327426946-3175343932045635691?l=lovedbytheking.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02538971834266734034noreply@blogger.com4