Sitting at baggage claim waiting on granddaughter Gwen and nephew Keagan to show up. I drove down here by myself to pick them up praying about this part. I kind of get a kick out of city driving, but I dislike trying to make connections at the curb. So I decided ahead that I’m just going to park and walk in to collect my people. Talking about it with Jesus on my way helped. So here I am, Chris Tomlin on the radio and an easy chair by the fireplace right by baggage claim.
Stone House Scribblings 
You’re a good Marmee! Thanks so much. Gabe