I'm sitting here looking out the window and a bald eagle flies overhead. How cool is that? That doesn't happen rarely at Crooked Lake in Curran, MI either. The other day my two year old daughter and I were outside and she points up and says, "Birdy!" You guessed it, our national symbol flew over low enough to hear the wind whistling through its feathers.
Sharie, Kate, and I move out to South Hamilton, Massachusetts in late August so I can attend seminary full time. I am looking forward to it a lot but I'm going to miss living up north in Michigan too. We plan to come back here for the summers while I'm in school and we'll probably retire up here someday but I'm going to miss the day to day of living here.
We were only supposed to live up here for about four months total before going out to Gordon Conwell but it ended up that it'll be a year. It has been a blessing, to say the least. We have enjoyed nature and been able to bond with our daughter in ways that we never would have been able to if we had entered into the seminary rat race right away.
Father knows best, huh? I'm glad!