Patience, patience and just a little bit more patience

So I figured since I have some time on my hands I would give all of my avid readers some updates.

1. Joey and I are still looking for work. Although we have both applied for some part time work in the mean time while we are waiting out some potential leads through our new friend Bryan.

2. Living in Texas has been interesting. We haven't seen a lot but when the money comes back in we will go an check this big state out.

3. I really want a Cairn puppy, an apartment of our own to make it our home and decorate with all of my fall decor (that are currently sitting in storage) and an iced Venti non-fat Chai Latte.

4. Joey and I are on a new adventure with food. No details to give now but lets just say it is working no matter how much we hate it.

Can't seem to get it to go away...

Have you ever had an image in your mind that you just can't seem to get it to go away. Not that you don't like the image or not that you really truly want it to go away. It just seems to be there every time you close your eyes?

Well this is my image. This is what I keep seeing everytime I close my eyes.

This image is of some orphans in Uganda in one of 13 different villages I visited several years ago. I saw the same smiles, on the same faces with the same hands stretched out risking everything to be greeted and smiled at by a Muzungu (me, or a white person). The typical Muzungu just drove by in the Land Rovers on their way to Safari but this Muzungu stopped and cared and loved these children. It took everything within me not to take one or even all of these children home with me. It was even harder when they opened their mouths and praised our Lord with their sweet Angelic voices. Praising him for the blessings he bestowed on them, the meals he provided for them and the care that they had received. They praised him for the lives that they have had and how they knew that their parents who had died a year or even a month before were in the presence of their King and these children praised him for it.

All of the while this Muzungu couldn't get past that these children didn't have shoes, couldn't afford to go to school, didn't have dinner last night or breakfast this morning and yet they praised their Lord! They praised him with their voices, they praised him with their dances, they praised him as they wept for they knew they were saved!

Oh I pray that this Muzungu would one day praise the Lord the way they did that day! Praise him for the blessings he had given me, the life that I live because of him, or the people that I have gotten to know over my 34 years. That I would praise him just for loving me and for giving me the greatest gift of all and that is eternal life in heaven with him. I should praise him for the sacrifice that he made for me, praise him for loving me despite my shortcomings, praise him for blessing me each day with breath and people around me who love me. Let me dance for him and sing him praise, let me rejoice in knowing that this coming Sunday we celebrate that he conquered death for me! But not just for me but for you as well. So join with me and let us praise him together. We can sing, dance and rejoice in our Lord and Savior!

The Thaw has finally come.....

The seasons are changing the grass is getting greener and the snow if finally melting away. I never thought I would say that I am glad it was 45 degrees out today!!

Joey and I are doing well and I am sorry I haven't kept this blog up to date. I honestly didn't realize that it had been so long that I last blogged. Until I went to post a new blog on some changes in our lives when I realized that it had been almost a year since I last blogged. I guess you could say I have been a little busy.

Well here is the biggest change of all. Joey and I are moving again. I have found myself too often over the past few months desperately missing my family. I miss seeing my nieces and nephews and now that there are 6 of them (2 girls and 4 boys)Joey and I want to see them grow up and be a part of their lives as much as we can. Now we have always wanted to be a part of their lives but as Joey and I have been on the adventure of trying to become parents being around those precious little gifts from God has become more important to both of us. We don't want to be Uncle Joey and Auntie Jenna who they only see everyother holiday or some random summer vacation trip as the family passes through. And I can't tell you how many times I have cried in my office, in bed or even sitting on the couch because I have missed another birthday or dance recital or sporting event. I don't want that to continue. So all this to say that we are moving to Texas! At this point it looks like it will be the end of June, early July but if something comes in sooner for Joey or myself we won't let that opportunity pass us by. Thankfully Joey would be able to go down ealier if need be and I will finish out the school year here in Omaha.

So needless to say what we are asking for is your prayers during this new turn in the path of our lives. I know that God is definitely in charge of this and has his plan worked out already so we are anxious to see where we land in the great state of Texas. Wherever that will be...

By the way does this mean I have to start saying, ya'll? Oh geez.

Happy Anniversary

What started with a cup of starbucks and a shy smile.....




Brought us to a place where two years ago today, I was at In n Out with my dear friend Heidi getting a quick lunch before I headed to the church to be married to my most amazingly wonderful husband, Joey!!!










And now we are in Omaha, Nebraska and really enjoying it. We are celebrating 2 years of marriage and we are both so excited and anxious to see all that the Lord has planned for us for the next 100 years!!

Going Home

Tonight my grandfather, Ernest Sperring went home to be with his Lord and Savior. He passed peacefully from this world into the next and was I am sure greeted by the fan fare of bag pipes and singing angels. Embraced lovingly into the welcoming arms of our God. I will miss you terribly Grandpa but I know that you will always be looking over me, loving me, telling me how proud you are of me and reminding me how much my Lord and Savior loves and cherishes me. I miss you Grandpa and I love you.

Ernest Sperring

I have been wanting to sit down and blog for a while but couldn't think of what to say. I have been toying with the idea of writing what I am thankful for. Listing them all out so that I can see first hand all that God has done in my life. But as the week has progressed I started to think that what I really needed to write about is my grandfather, Ernest Sperring.



He is a man of integrity and of great love and I wanted to share that with all of you. He has been a man in my life who has not wavered he has always been a constant in my life. A strong man loved by the Lord and his family. He has loved the Lord and faithfully served him through all of his days.

I have some wonderful memories of him that will stay with me for all of my life. One of the was that ever since I was a little girl I wanted my grandpa to say a prayer at my wedding. He said a beautiful prayer when my brother got married and I looked forward to the day when he could say one at mine. When my wedding got closer it looked as if he wasn't going to be able to fly out for the ceremony which crushed us both. He so desperately wanted to be there but physically he couldn't and I so desperately wanted him to be there present on that day. So we decided on a wonderful plan, his pastor at his church recorded him on a video sharing a few words and then blessing us with a wonderful prayer. This picture is from our wedding and captures the moment when his prayer was shared with everyone present. I am so thankful to have that treasured moment that felt like it was between he and I but I know that all of the words he shared touched many in the crowd that day.




Grandpa I love you. The Lord is with you continue to be at peace with him. By being your granddaughter I have been richly blessed. Not only because I know you but because I have been loved by you from the moment you met me on that cold winter night of December in 1975. I think I hear the pipers calling you home.

Snowy nights with Christmas lights

Here are some pictures of the campus after the snow storm just before Christmas.