Thursday, May 27, 2010

That's my boy(s).

I had a nice visit with my boys last week. It was lovely.

We played cards first.

They kept beating me, so we moved on. To baseball! Outside of course...

This is gorgeous. I think I might blow this one up and put it on my wall! :)


Cutie.  (Oh how quickly they change.)

 Why do little boys get the best eyelashes??

Carson happens to be the most photogenic of the bunch. If you didn't notice. That, or I was avoiding the flying baseballs. You decide.

 Toes are such a distraction.


He's mine. :)

He's mine too.

Oh, how quickly they change.

The toothless boy is mine!

This makes me happy!!

"Manda, can we make mud??"

Best buds.

Sunday, May 16, 2010


I watched my dad throw up this week. I watched him shiver under blankets as he tried to get warm. I watched him eat painfully because of the sores in his mouth. I've watched him lose weight and hair. 

I've also watched him hope.

My dad has hope. Hope in Christ. Hope from Christ. There is no other hope. There is no one else to hope in. 

Psalm 62:5
"My soul, wait in silence for God only, for my hope is from Him."

There is a sticky note in our kitchen.

Mom placed it there about two months ago. 

It has one word: breathe.

I laughed at her at first. Then I understood. Sometimes she forgets. Sometimes I forget. 
To breathe. 
Breath comes from God. We're not guaranteed it - it's a gift. It's all grace

Praise the Lord for His grace!

Isaiah 42:5
"Thus says God the Lord, who created the heavens and stretched them out, who spread out the earth and its offspring, who gives breath to the people on it and spirit to those who walk in it, "I am the Lord, I have called you in righteousness." "

Tonight, I wrote another sticky note.

Hope is a choice. A choice to believe that God IS good, and that He IS sovereign. To hope in the face of Satan's attacks. To hope in the face of suffering. To hope in the face of death

It's a choice my dad has made. It's a choice my mom has made. 

I choose hope.

Hebrews 12:1b-2
"Let us run with endurance the race that is set before us, fixing our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of our faith."

Thursday, May 13, 2010

Pretty girls and studs.

I hung out with a lovely bunch of high school kidlets a couple weeks ago. I say kidlets - even though I'm still a senior - cause they all feel like my little brothers and sisters. I love them. All of them. :) 

(Except for the ones I don't know.)

Anyway, it was Junior/Senior for their school, so we did a photo shoot. A rockin' AWESOME photoshoot. And we had a little too much fun. Is that possible?

Hmm... Maybe.

They were a rowdy group.

(Don't worry guys, we did get some good smiling ones. These are just the fun ones that I like. A lot. :)

We did them downtown by the James J. Hill Library. I'd never been down there before and had lots of fun getting lost on city streets, making u-turns, and trying to get our huge truck to fit in small parking ramps.

Meet the studs:

They, however, were quite good at "working it".

Then we got some small group shots. I love the personalities in these:

After a quick group shot.... (Favorite group shot EVER)

They left.

Wasn't that exciting?

Tuesday, May 11, 2010


It was 6:15.

Brian was still in the shower.

I was in the kitchen eating breakfast.

Naturally, I looked out the window.

All of a sudden... BANG!
There it was. Over the hill.

The pretty light.

 Luke 12:28
"If God so clothes the grass in the field, which is alive today and tomorrow is thrown into the furnace, how much more will He clothe you?"

Chai tea

I spent the day with Mel on Saturday. 

It was loverly. 

And so is she. :)

She introduced me to a new friend - chai tea. I love chai tea. It's soooooo good. So good!

Mel knows Jesus. Really knows Him. When I'm with her... I feel like I'm with Him. 

I love you Mel. :)

Monday, May 10, 2010


Joshua had a birthday, and wanted to celebrate with pictures!! We've known Joshua since he was saved - it seems like so long ago! Joshua's like a big brother to me, and I was happy to do a shoot with him.

Joshua has CF.

Doctor's didn't think he'd live until 20. 

He's 29.

He looks pretty alive to me, don't you think?

Yup. That's right... God's got a sweet plan for him. :)

We were playing around with Joshua's Bible, and I thought of Psalm 119:105:
"Your word is a lamp to my feet,
and a light for my path. "

That's the inspiration for this photo:

Joshua loves Jesus. 

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