The Preacher's Kid

Some of our best (and most difficult) days in Belton were the last two weeks of our ministry there. During those days we spent precious time with people who had blessed our lives in such significant ways. We shared many meals and conversations, hopes and dreams for the futures and laughter and tears over our memories. It was during these days that Jordan and I would lament and wonder why we don't do this more often. No, not move--aahh! But really share life and the things most important to us...tell people what they mean to us and the church...why their ministry is important...pray together...look to God and trust He is shaping our futures...speak God's graces to each other. Such powerful and meaningful times!

One evening was spent with the Jarratt family. Their whole family is making an eternal impact at the Belton church. Mom, Dad and kids are all special to our family. At the close of our evening together a "presentation" was made to us:I was blown away! Michael did this pencil sketch from a photograph his mom took of Jenae at Christmas. It is incredible! He was entering it in the art contest so we didn't get to take possession right away, but he explained to enter the contest each piece had to be titled. Since he had done this as a going away gift to our family as Jordan began his preaching ministry, he titled this "The Preacher's Kid." That's when my eyes began to well up with tears. How thoughtful could he be?! Thank you, Michael! And thank you Jarratts for sharing your lives with us! We love and miss you.