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Story glimpses… a gram at a time

Happy New Year!

Happy New Year!

Planning signs! Sometimes the hours feel long and

Planning signs! Sometimes the hours feel long and my friends think all I do is work… and then I step back into this space and see the mountain we’ve always loved from our front door and imagine the vibrant music, and beautiful creativity, and the deep community that will soon be within these walls and I want to dance in my muddy clay boots! And when a contractor sees the vision in your words? Y’all?! We can’t wait for you to be here!

Andrew loves to play disc golf and he’s a patien

Andrew loves to play disc golf and he’s a patient teacher. We learned that I’m super skilled at making others look amazing! Noah was quick to retrieve my disc from the creek and some kind fellow offered to get me out of the briars. 😂😅🙌🏻 #decemberyoulooklikemay

Absolute goofs. We climb crazy paths. We love no m

Absolute goofs. We climb crazy paths. We love no matter what. Because of this day—this Love. Christ with us. For us. In us. The Love of Immanuel. He who created all gave all. And He asks one thing of us above all. To love. Let’s? We won’t always get it right. I stumble more than I run. But the beautiful thing is we won’t all fall at the same time. We lend a hand. We grasp a hand. We carry. We’re carried. And if we do fall together, we’ll get up together. Thank you for loving the Musketeers so crazy well! From our cookie-covered kitchen to each of your hearts, Merry Christmas!

When your buds celebrate each other like this and

When your buds celebrate each other like this and your brother drives for an hour to see your games. Go two.

His words Happy Ending

His words
Happy
Ending

There is a beauty, a comfort, a deep joy in being

There is a beauty, a comfort, a deep joy in being known. I guess it’s why I think terms of endearment and nicknames are significant. It’s when someone knows just how to create sunshine together. It’s when your mom sends the perfect planner when days are crazy. Or your dad sends his worn bandana. Or when dear ones laugh with you over ice cream and dance with you in the middle of the day. It’s when someone loves you with a box of your dearest wordsmiths… like old friends to a poet’s soul. Love you @maggiehogan! So much!

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