David’n Liz Weblog

We took our youngest into urgent care this evening. Nothing like holding your son’s hand under the xray. They have to send in the xray to the experts before they can tell us anything for sure. What do you think?

This evening I was walking through making sure our church was all locked down for the night and came across the prayer room. Remembering something, I unlocked the door, entered the room, and began searching the wall covered in names. Up high on the right I found the name I was looking for, my good friend Barney who I’ve prayed for for many years.  With great joy, I pulled a heart sticker from the basket and placed the sticker next to his name. My long time friend is now my brother!

What an incredible privilage it is to witness first-hand the grace of God in calling a person to Himself! Now as a fellow adopted son of God and joint heir with Christ I can call Barney my brother!

Barney, welcome to the family!

Eph 1:3-14

See Barney’s blog at http://barneya.blogspot.com/

Our first video footage of the baby

Frank Woodruff Buckles enlisted in the U.S. Army at age 16 on August 1st, 1917, less than four months after the U.S. entered into World War I. During World War II he was a civilian prisoner of war and spent more than three years in Japanese POW camps. He is now, at age 107 the last surviving WWI veteran. From the day he entered the service, Frank Buckles has seen 17 presidents lead our country. This last March he was honored by an interview with president Bush in the oval office.

It is kind of funny for me to call him Frank Buckles because growing up I knew him as Uncle Woodruff. He is my great-great-uncle. The last time I saw him was when we traveled to the east coast to visit when I was a kid. I remember him showing us his cattle farm and the trip we took where he showed us historical places and told us stories of our family many generations ago.

Uncle Woodruff is a man characterized by self discipline and persistent endurance. He does 50 situps a day, lifts weights three times a week and refuses to put “retired” on his income tax form. He reminds me very much of the temperament of Paul saying, “…Therefore I do not run like a man running aimlessly; I do not fight like a man beating the air. No, I beat my body and make it my slave…”

So, here is the question for myself: Is my life characterized by dicipline? Could I be witness to horrers and such great trials as evading starvation in a Japanese prison camp and have the fortitude to press on? I spend a lot of time analizing the evolution of the current generation… Perhaps I have much to learn from the past…

Hello everybody!

  I plan to keep you updated (in all my spare time) on what’s happening here at home.  I’m sure it will be useful and invaluable to all of you.

  If you ever see an entry that looks like jibberish, “don’t adjust your sets”, I might allow the kids to do some typing.

  Thank you everybody for reading.

  Elizabeth

Having plenty to blog about yet no conceivable time to do it I’ve resisted launching a blog… until now. I’ve finally made the plunge and who knows where it will go from here!

Not just me though… this is the David’nLiz Weblog so you may be seeing some posts from the better half and who knows… Andy and Joey just might contribute