Life: Sunday nite: Reason to Hope

It is 7:22 on a Sunday night and I'm at home instead of at church. I know, I know. Okay, so we're traveling to Hannibal this week to hopefully put our house on the market (again) so I'm home for the evening editing photos & blogging (for work) and blogging (not so much for work). Oh, and I'm drinking apple cinnamon tea & quasi watching The Two Towers. Jered's leading our youth and afterwards, practicing with a youth's dad since they're leading the Sunday worship in a couple weeks. I have such a cool husband. I mean, seriously, he's pretty awesome. If you would've asked me four years ago that we would own our own blossoming wedding business and that he'd be a youth pastor for a quickly growing youth group, I would've told you: I'd like to see that! Well, God is good and He is showing me that in His time, all things come. Just yesterday I was stressing over the grotesque amount of money that we owe The Knot for our monthly advertising and I was stressing over whether it was a good idea to have signed on for such a HUGE faith leap such as this. . . see, we kinda sorta owe several hundred dollars in about four days that we don't exactly have. . . but then as we were driving to the farmer's market, I was praying a bit to myself and God just spoke and said, Barb, do you have enough for today? And I said, well, yeah, for today, but what about four days from now. . . and God said, Barb, do you have enough for *today*? Well, of course I did, I was just about to spend my last $6 cash on some vegetables in OP so I said. Yes, God. I do have enough for today. Jered and I are blessed and happy and we have really, more than enough for today and tomorrow.

And then after Jered and I each returned from our respective weddings, we found that we'd gotten not one, not two, not even three, my friends, but FOUR payments. Yesterday. And of course, they totaled enough to cover not only what was due in four days but the also MUCH larger sum due in two weeks. How silly of me to fret, right? So now here I am editing photos & sipping tea after munching my fresh farm salad earlier. . . did I mention we've attempted to finally become the dreaded "localvore"? That's for another day.

Anyway, here's some photos since people like photos and honestly, I do to.

The Robleado, Hurley, Feldman family on Easter:

Barb at the Oak Grove KOA (our anniversary get-away)

So I was actually really bummed that it was pouring rain all the day that we were supposed to go camping. My inventive and creative husband reminded me that KOAs have Kamping Kabins. The purist in me balked initially at the idea (camping without a tent!!) but we Kamped and it was good.