No it is not what you might expect. Annie's baby didn't arrive early, that delivery is not until July. Yesterday, Carlinhos and I took our Juniors class to Carapicuíba (try saying that one with a mouthful!) to deliver the Bible that we bought two weeks ago. We were able to participate in their Junior High youth group which was fun for our kids. And when we presented the Bible, Lucio told us that just a couple of weeks ago both his and his wife's Bibles had been stolen! We were all amazed to see God's timing in our missionary gift presentation. Sorry that there are no pictures of the event but I gave the camera to Dawn to take to Curitiba so that she could take pictures of Annie's baby shower. More on that later.
I was watching my one year old grandson, Brandon, today. He had on some baggy little shorts, weird flip-flops over his socks, and he was tottering. It made me think about how I often feel these days. Funny how that when we are little and "innocent" and tottering in our baggy pants, with our little potbelly sticking out from under our t-shirt we look precious. When we are older and tottering in our low slung trousers and the same potbelly, we looks pathetic! I guess that the two drastically opposite points of view are based on the viewer's chronological perspective. Brandon is growing and I'm dying. He is cute because the little guy has a lot to learn and we love to see him progress. The old guy has already had his chance at learning and what he is progressing toward is not quite so much fun to ponder. When I have these weird thoughts I praise my God because He never lets go of my hand whether a tottering little guy or an old one. And I found this verse to prove my po...
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