
I am sure that some of you reading this BLOG have had tough times with your families and all that I can tell you is "wait" and pray and watch the Lord move. The heartache that children sometimes cause their parents is tough but there is nothing compared to a mother's love. A mother's love never dies, no matter how they are treated. A mother's love never fails, I have seen this as I watch 18th Street Gang members and their mothers which visit them in jail and love them even though they are accused of all kinds of terrible crimes.


Michael, Christina, Great Grandpa ("Pawpaw") and Great grandma ("Nana") and Grandma (me) all went to Winsteads and ate ice cream.


I was really bad and did something which I NEVER would have done as a parent. We went to Winsteads first where we ate dessert first then we went to SmokeStack BBQ and ate BBQ afterwards.



After ice cream and onion rings we were off to SmokeStack for BBQ. Casey my son-in-law joined us.

The kids took time to play and pester each other while we ate BBQ.
Unfortunately I was unable to see our other three grandchildren while visiting the USA. I hate it that I live so far away, but I know without a doubt that I am in the perfect plan of God for my life and that the work I do in Honduras has benefits and rewards some of which I may never know.
Time heals and truth always comes into the light.
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