My birthday

My birthday was a fun birthday. I turned ten. We had puppy chow for desert. I got he-man shows from my granddad and my grandma. I was so happy. My grandpa and my grandma who we call tam tam got me a osu hoody. Some of my friend's came over. They got me a sillyband two pencils and a eraser. For lunch we were going to chukechees but we had to do something els. So we had mckdonleds for lunch instead. I got lots of cards with money. Mom hasnt let me spend it yet.


Bear.

Big Changes

Last August RC and I went to a conference in Houston, TX. It was a small conference. About 150-200 people. But it was the most amazing thing we had experienced up to that point in our lives. The SOLE focus of the conference was JESUS CHRIST.

HE was the revelation we received that weekend.

And though things had been stirring in us leading up to this point, at this conference our hearts were captured in a way they had never been. And they were captured by a PERSON. Not a vision. Not a mindset. Not a model for things. But by a glorious, beautiful, amazing, marvelous, brilliant PERSON.

JESUS CHRIST.

Suffice it to say, this past year has been pretty crazy. I know I haven't really shared any of it on this blog but that's because I don't yet feel able to. The words just won't come out of my head. It's possible we need to progress farther in this journey before we will fully understand everything. (If that's even possible.) But here is what I can tell you:

At the end of this month we are moving in with my parents in Chicken Town. Chicken Town is only 30 minutes away from The City where we found, just this past weekend, a group of people who have also been enraptured by our glorious JESUS CHRIST and desire, like us, to gather together under His headship. We hope to be able to move to The City within the next 3-6 months.

People think it's odd that we would move (particularly odd that we would be willing to move in with family) for 'church'. That's not one of the things that people move for unless it's some kind of cult or they're crazy or something. No, people move for much grander things than the Body of Christ, the Bride of Christ, the Family of God, the House of God - like jobs - or earthly families - or beaches - or mountains.

It's not wrong to move for those things. Part of our decision to move to the The City instead of some other city where there are people gathering under the headship of Christ has to do with RC's career. But if RC's career was the main motivation, the deciding factor, then we would just stay right here in A-town. But it's not.

The Eternal Purpose of God encompassed in Jesus Christ in the earth today is our motivation.

And we are so unbelievably excited to begin this part of the journey.

Bridget

Smith Girls Slumber Party

My mom is the youngest of three daughters. They are the Smith girls. We had a Smith girls slumber party last month. Abby (the oldest) bought everyone matching pjs. Then we did facials and pedicures and played games. It was a blast!

Kara was doing cheer stuff and only made it in time for the games. And this little beauty slept most of the time. We've decided that the Smith girls slumber party has to become a yearly tradition. Can't wait till next year!

Bridget

Oh, To Be 31 Again

Oh, to be 31 again!
That seems so long ago!
Before all those grey hairs
And wrinkles started to show!

Oh, to be 31 again!
How that was a fun time!
My spouse was still aroused
Since I was in my prime!

Oh, to be 31 again!
It seems so much has changed!
Yes, every time I come home,
My house is rearranged!

Oh, to be 31 again!
Young and full of energy!
When I could sing and dance
And not have to ice down my knee!

Oh, to be 31 again!
Now I feel so old!
I didn't think I really was
But that is what I'm told!

Oh, to be 31 again!
My kids were younger, too!
Now every time I blink
They've grown an inch or two!

Oh, to be 31 again!
I wrote this poem to say!
Don't let Bridget off the hook;
She turns 31 today!

R.C.

Family Bowling Night

We had a family bowling night.

Bear had to tell Granddad something very important.

The kids love to bowl. And they have their coats on cause it was a little chilly in the bowling alley. Husband was all business. This was me playing with my camera. Popeye's mandatory 'smiling with the bowling ball' shot. Grandma's. We ate lots of pizza. Look at that form. The boys were great with helping Princess by moving the ramp for her. We also drank lots of sprite. And chilled by the hand dryer. Princess saw me taking pictures of Granddad and felt the need to stick her head in. I'm glad she did. Granddad's. More playing with the camera. I really should crop this photo. But, honestly, just getting the photos downloaded onto my computer and then this blog is enough work for me. The Grands. Husband felt the need to hijack the camera and take pictures of me. My glasses make my face look funny. Or maybe that's just the way it really looks. Princess had a mini melt down. Husband decided to join her. More stories for Granddad. Sillies.

Is that a word? I have hardly any pictures of my husband smiling like a normal person. The 'hair blowing in the hand dryer' picture. Lovely. He loves Grandma.Princess loves getting her picture taken. Chillin. The Crew. The Crew II.

Peace out,

B-girl Babi-1