Deanna is teaching three days a week, this week and next, and then will be full time. Things are progressing well in teaching. She got sick this weekend, and is fighting that.

Lauren and her friend Kim came home for the weekend, and we laughed. Lauren is doing well at school and is getting caught up.

Whitney went apartment hunting with her roommate. They live in a freshman only dorm, and there are are no other dorms at IUPUI. They think they found what they want. Work is going well for her.

My work is fine. Staff have been great. It's just that what used to be important, now seems trivial...and that is hard.

The four of us went to dinner with friends Saturday night. It is still awkward at times. We all miss him, and it is hard not to just get lost in thought over memories. We are thankful for distractions at this point. Thanks for your concern.


Previously, I let you know that BJ and I enjoyed hiking and backpacking. Living at a heavily wooded camp has afforded us many opportunities to do this. On many occasions, Deanna and I would say, "Hey Beej, we're going for a hike." His programmed response was "Can I come?" I don't think we ever told him no, but he always asked for permission. Just polite, I guess.

One Spring, on a trip Beej and I took (we didn't get to take many) we were camping near a lake. At dusk, about 50 yards away we saw something moving. We quickly grabbed binoculars and discovered 5 or 6 fox kits (babies) romping and rolling near their lair. Apparently, mom was away hunting.

We decided to get close and try to take pictures in the fading light. We were below a dam so we had an advantage in sneaking up on them. However, we didn't need it, as they were as curious about us as we were about them. We laid down flat and closed to within 10 feet. Armed with my brothers telephoto lens, and being that close, we could hardly contain our enthusiasm. I snapped off tons of shots. They looked at us, sniffed the air a bit, then returned to their game of "I'm tougher than you are."

Eventually, they retreated back into their den, and we headed back to camp. It's just a short trek to Matthew 8:20 "Foxes have holes, and the birds of the air have nests, but the Son of Man has no place to lay his head." That crisp night, our heads lay side by side.

Jesus words here, directed to an expert in the law, indicated the difficulty that exists for wandering disciples. While there is security in the Lord, this man seemed to be seeking security from the Lord, or things He could provide. We as believers do that too often, don't we? We stop seeking Jesus, and we look for the blessings we expect Him to provide. If we don't get them we act...well, you know.

If we could just learn to keep our eyes on Jesus, to keep our eyes in the Son...when your eyes are in the Son, you cannot see anything else (nor do you want for anything else). BJ's gaze now, is one I long for. How I look forward to looking Him full in the face!

Those pictures we took? Not one turned out. There wasn't enough light.

Do you have His light in your life? Please share it with someone who is in need.

Serving the King beside you,

dad