Paul Potts sings Nessun Dorma

Not all music is moving, but this is. It's not just moving because the guy can flat out sing it is moving because of his story. Prior to appearing on, Britain Got's Talent, Mr. Potts worked at a cell phone store. Growing up (and even into adulthood) he lacked self esteem and searched for an avenue to express himself in. He discovered his gifting and pursued his dream of singing opera music. Mr. Potts leads by example. He had a dream, he pursued his dream, and now he is living his dream. Are you?

Close your eyes, listen, and then wipe the tears away.

Some Photos -

Since we finally purchased a new camera I am able to add some photos of Maya and as an added bonus I will add a photo of the three of us as well. Here you go:

FATHER'S DAY REFLECTION

I woke up yesterday morning (Father's Day morning) to Maya climbing in bed with Heather and I. She was silent for a moment lying between us. She eventually starting talking with Heather, about what I do not know (I was still waking up). However when she said, "Mommy, I talked to Jesus" I was awake. Heather simply replied, "what did you talk about?" To which Maya said, "Jesus told me not to be afraid.... He told me that he was going to protect me from the serpent... He told me that I am going to be a big sister some day and to wait for mommy to have another baby in her tummy." This past week one of the greatest sources of comfort for me has come from the words and touch of my daughter. She has been amazing, her child like faith has revealed itself in numerous ways to Heather and I as we move through this time of healing and restoration after Heather's miscarriage.

Now back to yesterday... It's was great to relax and watch golf all day! Heather made me a scrumptious breakfast and I barbecued fresh hamburgers from scratch for dinner. Heather and I played boccie ball after dinner while Maya played at the park. It was a great day!

Intertwined with it all were thoughts and emotions centered on the death of my father nine months ago and Heather's miscarriage earlier this week. Life is fragile! The one thing that I focus on is the hope that I have in seeing both of them some day. I have no question that my father is holding my child in heaven as I am writing this and as you are reading it. It's the type of hope which is guaranteed, a sure thing. My favorite verse on hope is found in Romans.

Romans 5:3-5 reads:

And not only this, but we also exult in our tribulations, knowing that tribulation brings about perseverance; and perseverance, proven character; and proven character, hope; and hope does not disappoint, because the love of God has been poured out within our hearts through the Holy Spirit who was given to us.

Questions to ponder:

1. Is this hope that the Apostle Paul writes about alive and well in you?
2. How does hope, "not disappoint"?