I had all my kids home this past weekend, which doesn't happen very often any more since two of them are in college. We got to have an easy day at home, which also doesn't happen very often. There was nothing planned, nothing any of us had to do. Nobody had basketball or homework or any of the typical things that take up our time in this season. Nathan got up early to go sit in the woods for a couple hours...he calls it hunting, but I think the main draw may be time in the quiet, away from a house full of teenagers! Those teenagers got to sleep in and get caught up on some much needed rest. When everyone was up, a couple of my kids started looking for something to eat. I told them to wait a few minutes and I would make breakfast. That's a pretty common occurrence when all of us are home, so they know that when I say I'm making breakfast it is usually going to be a "stick to your ribs" kind of meal. I didn't tell them what I had in mind, though--they just...
just me, stepping out of the boat in faith, trying not to focus on the waves around me