Once upon a road trip to Oregon...

Multnomah Falls

The Oregon Coast

A dog named Saphirre in a saphirre ocean

Secret coves at low tide reveal treasure

Fresh crab for lunch? Yes please! We caught it ourselves.

Cody in the Dodger dugout at the Regional Championship in Roseburg

Cody pitched one game, but he is really a shortstop

And we were blessed to visit our friends, the Voetbergs, on the way home.
If you ever get to Chehalis and need really good coffee, visit their shop Cuppa Joe off exit 81 on I-5.
And if you are in serious luck, their fantastic family band might be playing nearby.

Border Crossings

The Sweetgrass Hills.

We just recently headed up to Alberta again, this time for some softball and spirit-refreshing fellowship with our dear friends the Jost family, and other Canadian friends north of the border. While we were up there it struck me that though we might not be in the US anymore, we hadn't really crossed any borders: the Kingdom of God doesn't have any. Where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is unity and freedom. It was so good to visit with some brothers and sisters that had held us in prayer while we carried Isaac for those 12 days. If blood is thicker than water, then Christ's blood is broader than any distance, stronger than any tie. But I digress...

Our softball team won the slow-pitch tournament! It was a long and super fun day. The rest of the weekend we were on the receiving end of such gracious hospitality and had gloriously delicious food, iron-sharpening conversations, and of course, a lot of fun and fellowship. If we had any more fun, I think the earth would explode. So we do try to keep it under control. ;)

Tournament Champions, The Coyotes.

Mrs. Jost's world famous homemade pizza.

The Young Josts and Kings.

Fun at Writing on Stone Park.

Fellowship with the Jost crew.

And whatever you do in word or deed, do all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through Him. - Col. 3:17