I was right...

Finding time to blog has become much more difficult.

Last weekend Tim and I got the opportunity to play in the Special Olympics.  Yes, I wrote that right, we played. (and even got medals) Here are some pics to prove it.

Tim and his boys:

(not cheating)

Me and my Girls:

Thank you mom for recruiting us. 

Special Olympics was definately a great way to spend our Saturday morning.  All of the kids on our teams were really great.  We had a fun time getting to know them.  I think Tim wanted to take Nathaniel home with us!

That night we headed up to Allen to see our friend Tronson and his band "The Repeat Offenders" debut performance.  We had a great time.  The crowd was dancing all night.  What more could you ask for?

Tronson taking a turn up front:
(he usually plays drums)

And his groupies:

   

Sunday was beautiful & Tim celebrated by golfing with the boys.  Sarah and I took the opportunity to try out Buttons, a resturant I had been wanting to visit for a while.  Our little brunch trip was definately an interesting experience.  I probably should have gotten a heads up by the photo of the owner, and the fact that the signature dish was Chicken & Waffles, but I will say I was supprised.  When we walked in Sarah and I were the ONLY white people in the place.  We definately got some interesting stares.  Probably something we will laugh about for a while.  Here are some pics of Chicken & Waffles and Sarah & I. 

We definately felt out of place, but the food was Delicious!

I spent the rest of the afternoon running erands and grocery shopping for the first time in 2 weeks.  When Tim and his golf buddies got home, we had their families over for dinner.  Now that most of our friends are switching to Saturday night church, I think Sunday night dinner needs to become a tradition. 

Monday night Tim was out of town & I headed to Arlington to celebrate Aunt Glynis & Billy Ray's Birthdays. As usual, my mom was creative with the candles.  Can you guess what this arangement stands for?

Here are the guests of honor:

Tim and I spent Friday night before Special Olympics and then I spend Monday night at my parents house.  Lexi was very excited for play time with Buddy.  They are super cute together.

... and double the trouble. 

Don't let their underbites fool you!

Monday night marked the end of me remembering to take photos for the blog.  Tuesday, Tim, Kelly & I cought up with the girls from the Bachelor.  I am super excited for the finale Monday night!  I will be on my couch if anyone would like to join me.  Thanks to Tim, (and his sports craze) we have a big TV to watch it on.

Wednesday was a tough day, but turned out to be really good for both Tim and I.  Clint Dobson, the pastor that was killed last week in Arlington, was a good friend of Tim's growing up.  I remember Friday morning hearing about the murder on the radio.  I thought it was sad & crazy, but didn't realize it would turn out to be so close to home.  It wasn't until a few days later that Tim got an e-mail from a high school friend and realized the pastor on the news was Clint. 

Wednesday was the funeral.  I debated going because I didnt know him, but ultimately decided I should go with Tim.  I am glad I did.  Sitting there for a short period of time I feel that I got a really good picture of who Clint was/is.  There were several pictures of Clint and his wife that did a really good job depicting how they lived their lives.  They loved eachother and their passion, above all, was Jesus Christ.  Throughout the slideshow there were photos of mission trips, youth events, and several other outreach programs they were a part of.  His life was short, but it was lived well.  One of the speakers ended by saying the first words Clint heard when he was being welcomed by God into Heaven: 

"Well done, my good and faithful servant".

The funeral made me realize how badly I want to hear those words, and that I want them to be true.  Tim and I go to church, we are involved in a home group, and attend activities when they fit into our schedule, but are we really living our lives to serve the Lord?  It's such a simple, yet difficult concept.  I feel like the funeral Wednesday was an awaking for both of us.  Since Wednesday my quite times have been longer and more meaningful.  I pray that Tim and I contine to grow closer to the lord and constantly be challenged in our walk with him.  I also pray that we become more open and attentive to God's plan for our lives as opposed to our plans we so often follow.

In the past year I have been to two funerals (one a Pastor, one a Pastor's wife) where it seems their lives were taken to soon.  Why is God allowing these lives to be taken at such early ages?  Although I do not know why Clint and Julie were chosen, both of their deaths have brought many people to know Christ.  Both of their lives have continued to impact people on earth, while they are with their Savior in Heaven.  I pray everyone learns from their examples.  Life is short.  Live it for Christ.

I don't know how many people are reading this, or what your relationship with Christ is like, but if you dont know him, I ask that you take this time to say a prayer or pick up a bible and discover who he is.  If you do, lift up Laura, Clint's wife and Mark, Major & Addy, Julie's family.  I am impressed by all of them and their continued walks with Christ through such difficult times.  May they be continue to be examples to all of us.