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even when you live close to family, it seems that getting every single person in one place is just hard.

paige is always doing sports or chilling with her friends.  ryan travels.  i work and work out.  my parents travel a bit.  my brother work insane schedules.  my niece is only able to be with us twice a month, so gathering us together and then getting a picture...amazing feat.

McFam 2012

in the past year, we have all seen a variety of things happen.  but as i look at this picture, with my parents as the head, i am continuously reminded that they remain the same.  i mean, we are all getting older and our lives change and all that, but with the steadfast upbringing based on the foundation of God's amazing love for us through his Son, Jesus Christ, i am able to stand and look around and say, "i am blessed."

i think sometimes that life was just simpler when i was a kid.  fewer distractions and more family time.  honestly, just less of us, too.  i mean, we were definitely skinnier...and at least for me, life was more focused and with way less distractions.  you know what those are, right?  distractions!

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sometimes that's hard...jobs become super difficult, finances are miserable (can i get an amen?), special needs kids and counselors and psychiatrists and teachers and IA's....it takes some time.  you get what i mean...

as a kid, i remember my parents reading The Bible to me...and today, i can stand firm on Psalm 91...knowing that the Lord, Most High, is where i find my strength, my shelter, my love, and my Salvation.

Thanks Mom and Dad.  Thanks...


He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High 
   will rest in the shadow of the Almighty.[a] 
2 I will say[b] of the LORD, “He is my refuge and my fortress, 
   my God, in whom I trust.”
 3 Surely he will save you from the fowler’s snare 
   and from the deadly pestilence. 
4 He will cover you with his feathers, 
   and under his wings you will find refuge; 
   his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart. 
5 You will not fear the terror of night, 
   nor the arrow that flies by day, 
6 nor the pestilence that stalks in the darkness, 
   nor the plague that destroys at midday. 
7 A thousand may fall at your side, 
   ten thousand at your right hand, 
   but it will not come near you. 
8 You will only observe with your eyes 
   and see the punishment of the wicked.


 9 If you make the Most High your dwelling— 
   even the LORD, who is my refuge— 
10 then no harm will befall you, 
   no disaster will come near your tent. 
11 For he will command his angels concerning you 
   to guard you in all your ways; 
12 they will lift you up in their hands, 
   so that you will not strike your foot against a stone. 
13 You will tread upon the lion and the cobra; 
   you will trample the great lion and the serpent.


 14 “Because he loves me,” says the LORD, “I will rescue him; 
   I will protect him, for he acknowledges my name. 
15 He will call upon me, and I will answer him; 
   I will be with him in trouble, 
   I will deliver him and honor him. 
16 With long life will I satisfy him 
   and show him my salvation.”  


Psalm 91, NIV 1984

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