Praising Him In This Storm...Maintaining A Positive Outlook Through The Grace Of Christ

...once again I say "Amen" and it's still raining. But as the thunder rolls I barely hear you whisper through the rain, "I'm with you." And as Your Mercy falls, I'll raise my hands and praise the God who gives and takes away. And I'll praise You in this storm, and I will lift my hands that You are who You are, no matter where I am. And every tear I've cried, You hold in Your hand, you never left my side. And though my heart is torn, I will praise You in this storm.

Thursday, June 23, 2005

Getting a haircut from Mommy

Ok so I am certain that I will never, ever, ever cut his hair again. I got it too short, and though it's cute on him, we call him "Caesar" because of the way I cut it....a little Caesar-esque!