Do you ever get all geared up to write, and then when you're faced with a blank page you sit and stare at it for what seems like hours until you think "i have to write SOMETHING", so you do and it just turns out to be a lot of drivel but it gets you thinking about stuff? No? It's just me then.

Megan is now officially 9 months old and is trying desperatly to crawl. She can go backwards easily but when she tries to go forwards she ends up nose-to-carpet. I can't imagine what she looks like mobile. For 9 months she's had to be transported from A to B or has sat happily playing for long periods of time. Once she can move herself the battle of wills will commence - wherever we put her will be the last place she'll want to be. But on the other hand, the thing i'm most looking forward to is when she'll crawl/toddle/run to me when she needs me. Hmm...i'm beginning to see a bit of a similarity with how God sees me.

We've recently been dealing with an incident in our youth group that involved the police - and some very anxious moments. So we prayed and prayed and now what we thought would be a disaster is now a success of sorts. We have learned so much from the situation: that God is much bigger; that Steve and I are actually ok at this youth pastor-thing; that we have a fantastic team around us; that our youth are great, and that we can all move on to bigger and better things.

NEW FEATURE: Megan's World of Wonders
Today - the productive sneeze.