Life is noisier in the summer. It feels like I'm always trying to catch up... the laundry, the mess, the food... I have trouble stringing two thoughts together. We blow in and out of town and the summer keeps rolling by; the kids' legs keep getting longer. Evidence of God's activity in my life? It's everywhere. This home, this family, this noisy-for-a-season life.
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