525,600 minutes, 525,000 moments so dear. 525,600 minutes – how do you measure, measure a year?
In daylights, in sunsets, in midnights, in cups of coffee. In
inches, in miles, in laughter, in strife.
In 525,600 minutes – how do you measure a year in the life?
How about love? How about love? How about love? Measure in love. Seasons of love.
So, Tracy asked me to write our Christmas letter this year. I’m not usually one given to such things, and I must echo the words of Jonathan Larson above: How do you measure a year?
For us, it has to be through love.
I am wrapping up my first full year preaching in Waco. It is a challenging situation but we have seen our average attendance increase by 25% in the past year. I believe people are truly excited to be here and be a part of what God is doing among us. I have taken up running and hope to tackle my first marathon sometime in 2006.
Tracy is still working at Bank One (oops, sorry Chase) and loving it. It is a healthy diversion away from the stress of homemaking. After much protest, Tracy too has started a blog and it is often a humorous look at life. She becomes a better wife and mother everyday and infuses our home with a love that keeps each of us warm and laughing.
Tracy gave birth on May 6th to baby number 3, Shayla Eileen. She just turned seven months old and is in to everything! She started crawling at 5 months and shows no signs of slowing down.
It seems that our hopes of a laid back child are still unrealized. Shayla loves to eat and stand up. She hates to nap. She loves to be held but hates to be held back. She has a smile that will light up the darkest room.
Cassie has hit her stride as a two year old. Her voice cuts through the clamor of a busy house.
She changes clothes, on average, 56 times a day. She hates to be dirty but loves to make a mess.
She loves to laugh but will throw a fit at the drop of a hat. She has moved into Chloe’s room and is now in a toddler bed. This has opened up new worlds of exploration for her. She has no fear, no hesitancy at facing new challenges and no reluctance to make her point of view known.
Chloe is now 4 and a half (that half is very important when you’re four, you know), and is the consummate big sister. She loves being the responsible one looking out for her little shadows. She has begun preschool and is a natural learner. She has a curiosity to know more that gives us hope that we won’t have to pay her way through college. She is caring and loving but struggles with sharing. She is addicted to Spongebob, princesses, ‘looking cute’, and books. She concerns us with her love for scary stuff and the word “booty.” She hates to sleep because she is afraid that she might miss something. She broke her arm over the summer and had to stay in a cast for nearly 2 months. It was pink. She’s all better now.
We are blessed. 2005 has been a tremendous year for us.
We can measure it only by love.