Once again, I am struggling with the Christmas holiday. I cherish being with my husband and my kids, and my friends and family, but I still have yet to “get into the spirit” of decorating. I am eternally grateful for Christmas because I would have no hope without my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. I am sad for the Guiltners and I can’t get Weston out of my mind. I go to music class and I just sit and stare at this little boy because he looks similar to Weston when I first met him. I find myself feeling like ditching class, but I want to see this little boy. Maybe I’m just nuts, but I have not taken any other death as hard as Weston’s. I also find myself feeling close to Weston when I’m in the presence of his parents though I don’t see them as often I would like. I have been used by God to encourage and to pray for people in ways that I never have been before. I have experienced more growth and have borne fruit for the kingdom of God. For this, I can only be thankful to God for continuing to grow me and prune me for His purposes. I give Him control over everything in my life and I trust Him and thank Him for being in control of all that happens in my life. I praise Him forever and ever.
The Son is the radiance of God’s glory and the exact representation of his being, sustaining all things by his powerful word. After he had provided purification for sins, he sat down at the right hand of the Majesty in heaven. ~Hebrews 1:3






Before tragedy struck, Sienna’s second birthday party was met with excitement and great anticipation…after all, it was her first real party.



