I was up at the crack of dawn…but it’s like Seattle out there with all the clouds and rain so it was more like the crack of dim. The dog was up at 6 and I had that feeling of being awake. The kind I usually don’t have until around 9 – even though I’m usually out of bed by 7.

Anyways, it was great to read (Genesis is really crazy), journal and pray in silence. God blessed me with sleepy kids this morning – even little Ava who came out but didn’t complain when I walked her back to bed…as long as I tucked her in that was.

And now I’m waiting. Waiting for the other guys to show up for P90X. This is going to hurt.

Travis

I read this today:

“Abraham answered, “God will provide for Himself the lamb for a burnt offering.”

This is the story of Abraham taking his only son (only one from God) to a mountain because God told him to sacrifice that son.  Isaac, the son, naturally notices that they didn’t bring an animal.  So Abraham gives the above answer.

The key to this scripture is that Abraham was willing to go through with whatever…but notice he didn’t say “God will provide a lamb FOR US…”. This wasn’t Abraham’s mission – he was on God’s mission and in that he trusted God to provide what was needed.

The point: If we are living in God’s mission for our lives then He will provide whatever He needs to give us to complete our work.

Whew. That takes a load of worry off…seriously.

Travis

End of second period. Another fight. Another Michigan player kicked out. Stingray hit in the jaw with a puck. Ref hit in the face with a puck…gets up ( after about a minute ), wipes off the blood, and skated back to the game. Never left the ice. The refs are way tougher than I am, to say nothing of the players.

Good news though, Jeremy woke up for this one.

Travis

Some of us are at the hockey game right now…end of the first period and it’s tied at one. Apparently Jeremy likes to sleep during violence. And yeah, a full on, gloves off fist fight (Michigan fell first) all in the first 20 minutes.

Travis

Ok. So Amy is out of town – at the Faith Ladies retreat – and I’m a dad who enjoys his kids so I’m covering things at home without complaining. But let’s be honest, sometimes the kids can really stretch you.

This morning, however, I have to praise them for being thoughtful. They came in this morning with this…and it probably bought them another day or two of life.

What if we were named for what we did? For starters, if we were named for what we did then three year olds could name everyone.

Tonight my three year old came in the kitchen while I was washing dishes and said, “Daddy, we should call her “pottie” (her being Sophie, our puppy). Because that is all she does anyways.”

Simple. Genius.

So, what would people call you?

Travis

Started the new year right.

The boys and I were in charge of breakfast, watched some Rose Bowl (parade – I have three females in the house), watched the first Antonio Treatment while spooning up some homemade potato soup (Antonio is HGTV’s newest design star…I’m secure), started a new Chronological “through the Bible in one year” plan, then put two bulletin boards up in the boy’s room. And it’s only 3:35! Of course my days are longer now that Sophie the dog sings to me before the silly sun comes up, although she did give me slightly more time this morning…

Here’s to a year filled with tons more family time, creative genius and a super fantastic connection with my Daddy of all time.

Travis