I served a full Thanksgiving meal last night—turkey&dressing etc—for the last evening of 10 days with our Joneses. So grateful to God for a jillion rounds of dominoes, for 2 Sundays worshipping next to my grandchildren, for dancing, for laughing til we cried, for bathroom humor,
for countless cups of PG tips with @AmandaMoJo, for Keith prioritizing quality time with each of our 3 grandkids. He does it on his own terms but he does it! (See pic at the end where he is showing Willa his fishing pictures.) For 3 grandkids’ backs I’ve tickled incessantly,
for getting to hear my favorite preacher, @jonescurtis preach yesterday, for kneeling the Sunday before as a family at the altar of a wonderful small church we’ve visited to receive communion, and for the fact that, though we were missing our @MelissaMoore77 & her (& our) loves,
she was in every conversation as if she were there. And deeply thankful I’ll see her in just a few days after I serve in Montana. Keith and I both agree that, apart from Jesus, we are confident either of us or both of us would have unraveled our family. We were so messed up. We,
God willing, have a lot of days left to live with inevitable ups and downs, but we have to trust that, whatever they hold, Jesus holds us tighter still. We will not dread the future but will say with the prophet Samuel, thus far the Lord has been our help. For other very flawed
families who love Jesus so much but aren’t likely to write books on marriage, parenting, how to have daily devos that keep your kids doing everything you say or how to fight without ever yelling, let these Moores and Joneses encourage you that God is faithful in spite of it all.
A few pictures. The two astronauts are me and Curtis. We harvested some honey yesterday. That last one is my grandson (15), who has turned into a dang man, being a good sport about the water slide I rented. 
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