The magic of Simple.

Sadly, we have not been making it to church lately. Er, let's be honest, since Payton was born really.  I battle myself weekly over it.  However, even though we are not the most committed church goers, I find church inside of our lives as often as possible... and not just on Sundays. We find family, faith and magic shining bright in simple.

There's no need to justify or explain how strong we are in our religions. God understands. I know he does.  Otherwise, he wouldn't give us the gifts of moments like this:

(Note the "toddler rail" - now sleeping in what I like to call his "hybrid bed"!)

Lord, thank you for giving me (us) the ability to find our own time frame, to seek our own patterns of faith and for giving us the gifts, tools & blessings that keep our faith alive and strong.