"Sometimes I believe as many as six impossible things before breakfast" (-Lewis Carrol) is a part of the Jones genetic code.  I'm just beginning to catch on that when the general population asks me what's new with the farm, the hydroponic box, remodel projects, My House Athens, our 'say what?' approach to schooling, et al., they don't really want to know about ALL the experimenting goings on out here.  That's why God gave me my Daddy =).  I love it when Mom and Dad roll into town because it gives me an outlet for all my "what if's and "why not's".  Thanks for being an encouraging voice in a discouraging world, Dad! 

On his last trip to town, Dad really wanted me to hear a song that he thought I would "get".   I got it =).  He said he could see me dancing to this one.  So this one's for you, Dad... me in my pj's freestylin' and clowning a little with the kids' video app.  I can tell I am almost 4o now as this song seemed REALLY long towards the end.  I'm glad you can't hear me breathing...hehehe ;).  I love you and am grateful that God gave me you!  (AWOLNATION, SAIL)

-POST UPDATE-
This post was published last night by accident while I was drafting it... blame it on my ADD, baby ;).  When I woke up to Ambassador's "Checkin' On My God" this morning and the found the kids and Chuck doing this video, I decided to leave the post and just ADD on. =)  Something about apples & trees...

It has been almost two weeks that I have been consumed with thoughts of God's glory. C.S. Lewis' sermon, titled The Weight of Glory, was a jumping off place that has led me on a quite a journey. Jesus has spoken to my heart in so many ways about, for lack of better words, the joy of nothingness. I am a pauper in this world. All the time, gifts, talents and treasures at my disposal are really held in God's hands. They slip mercifully and graciously to me through my Father's hands without my ever being aware of the provision 24/7~365. He does the same for every child on the planet, whether they be a friend or enemy of His. It matters not. One thing is for sure, all provision is coming directly from a loving Father's hands. Oh, the revelation of His patience, goodness, kindness, mercy and grace has been almost too much for this often selfish and perpetually trivial child. But that is not who the Father of Glory says I am. He says I am His beloved, brought into the world for such a time as this. Whoa. This post by Ann today sliced into my already tender heart like shards of glass- each sentence going a little deeper than the last. The pain I felt reading her post was a sweet reminder that bleeding love for the least, the lost, the broken and the dying is a beautiful place of communion with our Lord. It is the place where His true glory, might and power is revealed through us and where the hope of the world will be known at such a time as this. May God be glorified in what He pours through your life and mine today. Peace & love. ~L

Dear Ollie, Carson & Emma,

I want you to know that I am so very pleased with you. God blessed me very much when He decided to let me be your Mom. There is nothing you can ever do, say or think that can make me love you more or less than I already do just because God gave me you. YOU are a cherished gift on your good days and your bad days and I am well pleased with you on them all. Thank you for being such a great you!

Hugs & Kisses,
Mom