we are weak, He is strong

new lows to speak of. "Give me a break!" type of mentality swirling in our camp. I'll spare the details, but the reality is we are looking for some wins. In my first year of wrestling at PLU, i was on a 7 or 8 match losing streak. I got discouraged and remember wanting to get a win so badly. After last night i feel like i am on that losing streak again. First night home from a week at Children's and Luke threw up all night long. I've now got the bug and feel like stenchy cow manure (please excuse the nasty description). Becky is running on empty, Sitara will celebrate her 6th b-day party without either of the parental units, and Jordan is still trying to put an end to his diarhea, not to mention the rainy day; etc. In the midst of all of it, I here God calling me to obedience and perseverance. Easier said than done...much easier. There is no way I can do it on my own strength. My consoling thought, that continues to drag me through these valleys, is that someone else out there somewhere is going through something equally as challenging or worse (and we've certainly met a few during these past 10 months). I guess all of this points to the joy set before us...heaven! I'm looking forward to better days, but all their is to count in the midst of this storm is "Paradise City". The love and prayers from everyone else has been an abundant provison that He has provided for "strength" in the "here and now". Jesus said: "my strength is made perfect in weakness" II Corinth. 12:9