Grandma again- Oh so thankful.

This blog started not long before I was going to be a grandma the first time. we started that crazy store, "Again Once More" just to keep Vada mind off conceiving. I was sure she'd conceive slow...well she and Charlie have done it again. So far, I know, Charlie, Sr knows, I'd bet money that Olive knows, but they want to surprise everyone. It's beyond my grasp the good life that God has given to me. It all seems like a dream...I know that I've been unhappy, troubled at times and I surely have been a sinner, but somehow God is showering me with unbelievable favor. I am thankful that the mini-storage stood thru the storm...we have a livlihood that is good for us, but also for the kids...they can explore and try things. I am thankful for William Smith in Glasgow and for the lure of basketball that brought Owen into his sphere of influence. I am thankful for Bailey Anderton, who has captured the attention (the heart?) of Micah McNally. A good woman, to finish what I hope I helped plant in my sons. I am cautiously optimistic about Lindsey Heiser. God knows and His plans are best. So your will be done. I can't worry about Callie and Jacob, because I know His hand is on them. What happens I believe will be sanctioned by God. They need only my prayers and sometimes a little advice. How do I ever stop being Thankful for Stephen McNally? God's gift to me in my spouse surpasses all but salvation. This man who loves to work, who has provided such bounty for us with God's help. This man who lets me be me. This man who has trusted me with the business, the money, the children and his heart. I hope that I can pay Stephen back the love I owe him. Perfect? not quite, but oh what he has been to me is (except for the church) been wonderful. Even the difference style of worship is a blessing to me. Different like Jesus with his heart in mine Not my will but his suits me just fine today in all, I'll my life his way, I'm different like Jesus since I heard him say, I'm the way the truth and the life No one can come to the Father except through me. That's all I remember of that crazy VBS song. I want to be different like Jesus. But now I"m thankful for my Buckaroo and for my little unknown grandchild. What about you Buckaroo and now its what about you Kangaroo? My little Joey! Okay that works for me...Micah just back from down under...works for girl or boy...