washed in the blood and the wild west

Saturday was a fun-filled day for us.  It’s so nice to break from the mundane and adventure.  We spent most of the day at a lake with our little church fellowship.

I cannot tell you how special it was to witness the baptism of six teens and tweens would are part of a lovely family (cousins, siblings, ect.).  The public scene made it even more special.

I have seen several baptisms over the last 15 years.  They were all church events.  None was in the middle of a very public place like this one.  I could hear people talking about what was going on.  I saw groups that were loud and rowdy calming down and listening attentively.  It was just so sweet and touching.

We had a fun BBQ with our church group and headed home.

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We detoured to Tombstone and got a taste of the Wild West.  The reenactment of the shootout at the OK Corral was fun and educational (nerd mom happy).  The kids also got to see some confederate money, old poker game, and a quick tour of the Bird Cage Theater.

We ventured into a paint ball gun range.  We got to choose which pistols we wanted to use.  All were the same types used  in the 1800s.  We were labeled the “Deadly Family” since we all made kill shots.  The younger kids had never shot before, and it had been at least 13 years for me.  I’m happy to say I turned my six rounds into 1 head shot and 5 chest shots.  The guy there said he pitied the person who dared break into our house or complain about my cooking!  Haha.

We had such a fun time as a family.  I do believe we’re dipping our toes into the roadschooling I mentioned ;)  Baby steps.  Baby steps.

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What do you do to draw close as a family?  What are your favorite memories?

plans change


We were planning on going to church this morning.  We were also planning on have water running through our pipes.  Weatherman said it would be 11 degrees last night.

It was 7 degrees at eight o’clock AM.

Kids got sick.

Waterline at the pump house froze. That one tiny one that hid, and didn’t get wrapped, of coarse!

Once I knew we weren’t going to church I had grand plans of catching up on the mountain of laundry accumulated by stripping beds down.

Kind of hard to wash with no water.

Time to count blessings.  Wood stove warming us up.  Gallon of water hidden in the pantry.  Hot water heated before the water went out.  Coffee made before water went out.  Dishes got done last night.

Biggest blessing…the kids recreating church at home.  Complete with music, teaching, and craft.


Plans change.  I am learning I shouldn’t be a nut about it.  Be flexible.  Flexibility is a learned virtue.  I’m positive that, in the future, I’ll have plenty more opportunities the bend and not break.  By His grace, I pray I will.

For now, I will decidedly enjoy the moments that are created by unforeseen obstacles.