Posing for this year's family Christmas card. From left: Callie, me, Erin, Vicki. The little girls I love. Brianna (Christmas tree sweater) is directly in the middle. She can wiggle her ears, speak Turkish, and tell great stories.
Be still, my soul; thy God doth undertake To guide the future, as He has the past. Thy hope, thy confidence let nothing shake; All now mysterious shall be bright at last. Be still, my soul: the waves and winds still know His voice Who ruled them while He dwelt below.
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