Comfort

It’s always difficult to find your footing when you haven’t written anything in a long time. Our life has had twists and turns, ups and downs, and for the most part we are grateful to be back in Caronport because at least there is a sense of feeling normal. There is a sense of home here apart from the unsettled feeling one has when sleeping in a bed not your own for an extended period of time. After personally logging 5000+ kilometres in a week, I think I was entitled to a break from blogging.


There are a number of super-cute pictures I’d like to share with you. They represent life, love, and goodness in the face of death, tragedy, and loss. I don’t mean to lead you on into thinking that this is some sort of artistic exhibition, but rather photos and moments that have encouraged us in past days. One of those is the blog below with our new nephew being born (and Jana being healthy as well).






















We wish that we had more photos of our kids with Grandma Guynup, and we didn’t know Jesus would call her home so soon, but we are grateful for the times we have had together and hope in the same Lord and home she has met face to face. We have so much to celebrate for her – the loss is truly ours.
This is a picture of the kids playing “ring around the rosy” at the graveside. Poetic, almost...























This is most of the Guynup great-grandchildren, some born that way, others adopted, even some by association, but all loved greatly.


Check out Judah's newest accomplishment: