I just flew back home from Virginia on Friday. I was gone for 7 weeks. I missed being home. I missed my bed. I missed my coffee maker (it's European, you know) I missed my car. I missed my pillow. You get it by now, I just missed my space that I call home. But now that I am here, I miss my litte girl Krysta and my grandbaby Emily. What a mess I am. So sad. :(

A hip harness

I have had some of you ask what Emily's little harness looks like. So I asked her and she said she didn't mind taking a cute little picture so you could all see how it fits...(at least she seemed agreeable) it's main purpose is to keep her legs pointed at a 90 degree angle outward. It's funny when you take it off for a bath she spends about 5 minutes stretching her legs over and over. Very cute. She gets it off in a few more weeks and has a very good attitude as you can see!

A time to die

Ecclesiastes 3:1-2 says " There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven: a time to be born and a time to die," For Joey Sandoval his time was December 14th. As the news article read, "15-year old shot and killed. A gang related murder occurred in broad daylight".
Joey is pictured here on the far right, he was only 15. This pic was taken just a month before at the YWAM base. For the past year urban staff had been reaching out to Joey, he was a tough. He had been through alot, his life story heartbreaking. But God was at work in Joey's life. There was a reason for the season we had with Joey, he needed to hear. So he did. He heard because there were those who were willing to press in, no matter what. Joey met Jesus through the amazing staff I am blessed to have, and Jesus met Joey in an amazing personal way that day, in broad daylight, because it was time. I believe.
Ecclesiastes 3:8 says there is "a time for love and time for hate, a time for war and a time for peace." Joey was in a battle, like most of the youth we are working with. He had experienced his share of hate and that is what drove him. God spoke and said this past year, it was Joey's time. Joey's time for love. That is what we do. We bring love. In a city where there is a terrible war, a war that is causing kids to kill kids, we pray for a time for peace. For Joey, that time is now. May he rest in peace.