Evidence...

I believe the fingerprints on every wall, mirror, and window
in my house and car shout [very clearly] "I'm here!"...
I can hear Camden and Dylan's cute little voices
and laughter every time I erase a print with Windex.
I remind myself, as I'm in a constant state of scrubbing,
that there will come a time when I'll wipe the last one away
and it won't be replaced.

I had to capture this particular "shout" with my camera.
I knew who put it there. It was Dylan.
His little hand is still red from the marker...haha.

I called him over to ask him if the handprint belonged to him.
He carefully inspected it,
placing his pudgy fingers over it for comparison...

...and his conclusion was "I don't feel like it's mine."
HA!

I really hated to scrub this one away...

Contentment =

Some of my newly discovered fav songs playing in the background,
Dylan falling asleep in my arms...


enjoying one of Camden's wonderfully animated stories
(more than once...haha)



while the rain falls intermittently on a dark spring afternoon.
:)

I find myself wishing, in moments like these,
that I could figure out how to make time stand still.
They never seem to last quite long enough...

Faithful to the utterly unfaithful...

When I was in high school, we had an intern named Andy. He was my pal. :)
He introduced me to this song by Jennifer Knapp. The lyrics caught me the first time I heard them. It came to my mind the other day...kinda out of the blue. I love it when that happens...

"All the chisels I've dulled carving idols of stone
That have crumbled like sand 'neath the waves.
I've recklessly built all my dreams in the sand
Just to watch them all wash away.

Through another day, another trial, another chance to reconcile
To One who sees passed all I see.
And reaching out my weary hands I pray that You'd understand
You're the only One Who's faithful to me

All the pennies I've wasted in my wishing well
I have thrown like stones to the sea.
I've cast my lots, dropped my guard, searched aimlessly
For a faith to be faithful to me.

Through another day, another trial, another chance to reconcile
To One who sees passed all I see.
And reaching out my weary hands I pray that You'd understand
You're the only One Who's faithful to me."

Faithful...that's His character. How much love must it take to be faithful to us, a people that really have no idea what it means to be faithful to anything? Even when I am shamefully unfaithful to Him, He remains.

Oh, Mercy Me...

"If I could just sit with You a while, if You could just hold me
Nothing could touch me though I'm wounded, though I die
If I could just sit with You a while, I need You to hold me
Moment by moment, 'till forever passes by"