What a gift! A bucket of peanut butter!
And the prize for "Crazy Cake Creativity With Numbers" goes to...We celebrated Tony’s birthday today. The girls got up early in an effort to fix their Dad breakfast in bed. But…Tony was up early, too. So, they surprised him with breakfast any way, since he was busy on the computer while they were in the kitchen.
After breakfast, the girls and I gathered around Tony for each of us to say a birthday prayer for him. Very sweet. Anna Mei said, “And Lord, please let Daddy go bowling for his birthday.” So, at 10:00 am this morning, her prayers were answered! There is a small bowling alley here in Danang. During daytime hours, a game is less than a dollar. Of course, the shoe sizes are limited, shoe rental is a bit extra, and you must buy socks if you do not have your own with you. Still, it’s a bargain. No bumpers on the lanes, and no alarms for crossing the line (most everyone we saw there today slid a few inches down the lane.
Tony helped Faith and Joy score their first points—Faith riding on his shoulders while he bowled for her; Joy having him help push her ball down the lane with a little speed and force. A few frames into the game, Anna Mei said, “Dad, you’ve bowled your age!”
The girls all made Tony cards, which were delivered in a steady stream throughout the day. Tonight at supper, we had 18 folks around tables as our staff and families joined us. Really nice time.
Tony received some nice gifts: after shave, a tie, a birthday cake, a shirt, and a bucket of peanut butter! The thing is huge and I guess it to weigh over five pounds. Someone knows how much peanut butter Tony eats!
Just a great family day. I am more thankful than ever tonight for this man that we are blessed to know as husband and father. The greatest gifts that the Father has bestowed upon me have been delivered in the person of Tony Brewer.
This past Sunday I was asked to share a brief testimony about our “love story.” I thought some of you might not know how we came to be a family.
Tony and I met at Asbury College in January of 1979. I was sitting next to him the first day of Philosophy class, when the professor opened the session with a time of individual prayer. Because I was sitting close, I could hear Tony pray. I told my suite-mates in the dorm on that day that I had either met the man that I wanted to marry, or I wanted someone just like him.
Seven years later we had our first date. Yep, you read it right…7 years to the first date. We had both left Asbury (I transferred; Tony graduated). We wrote for awhile, then lost touch for about 3 years. That’s when the Pastor of the church where I served on staff asked if I could locate Tony and see if he was interested in a teaching position at the Christian school begun by our church (Tony’s bachelor’s degree is in Education). He did end up coming to the school, and months later we had our first date on April 17, 1986. Although Tony was gone for most of the summer to graduate school in Virginia, we called and wrote letters. He proposed during a phone conversation in July and we married after he came back from his summer classes, on August 23, 1986.
Wow…the years have flown by. How glad I am that the Lord has led my path in just this way. I hope as you reflect on the journey of your life, you also see evidence of the goodness of God. Even through hard places, maybe especially in hard places, or in times of waiting (like…7 years) He strengthens and upholds; He shapes and molds.
Wishing you many tender joys from His hand this day…
Grace and peace!
After breakfast, the girls and I gathered around Tony for each of us to say a birthday prayer for him. Very sweet. Anna Mei said, “And Lord, please let Daddy go bowling for his birthday.” So, at 10:00 am this morning, her prayers were answered! There is a small bowling alley here in Danang. During daytime hours, a game is less than a dollar. Of course, the shoe sizes are limited, shoe rental is a bit extra, and you must buy socks if you do not have your own with you. Still, it’s a bargain. No bumpers on the lanes, and no alarms for crossing the line (most everyone we saw there today slid a few inches down the lane.
Tony helped Faith and Joy score their first points—Faith riding on his shoulders while he bowled for her; Joy having him help push her ball down the lane with a little speed and force. A few frames into the game, Anna Mei said, “Dad, you’ve bowled your age!”
The girls all made Tony cards, which were delivered in a steady stream throughout the day. Tonight at supper, we had 18 folks around tables as our staff and families joined us. Really nice time.
Tony received some nice gifts: after shave, a tie, a birthday cake, a shirt, and a bucket of peanut butter! The thing is huge and I guess it to weigh over five pounds. Someone knows how much peanut butter Tony eats!
Just a great family day. I am more thankful than ever tonight for this man that we are blessed to know as husband and father. The greatest gifts that the Father has bestowed upon me have been delivered in the person of Tony Brewer.
This past Sunday I was asked to share a brief testimony about our “love story.” I thought some of you might not know how we came to be a family.
Tony and I met at Asbury College in January of 1979. I was sitting next to him the first day of Philosophy class, when the professor opened the session with a time of individual prayer. Because I was sitting close, I could hear Tony pray. I told my suite-mates in the dorm on that day that I had either met the man that I wanted to marry, or I wanted someone just like him.
Seven years later we had our first date. Yep, you read it right…7 years to the first date. We had both left Asbury (I transferred; Tony graduated). We wrote for awhile, then lost touch for about 3 years. That’s when the Pastor of the church where I served on staff asked if I could locate Tony and see if he was interested in a teaching position at the Christian school begun by our church (Tony’s bachelor’s degree is in Education). He did end up coming to the school, and months later we had our first date on April 17, 1986. Although Tony was gone for most of the summer to graduate school in Virginia, we called and wrote letters. He proposed during a phone conversation in July and we married after he came back from his summer classes, on August 23, 1986.
Wow…the years have flown by. How glad I am that the Lord has led my path in just this way. I hope as you reflect on the journey of your life, you also see evidence of the goodness of God. Even through hard places, maybe especially in hard places, or in times of waiting (like…7 years) He strengthens and upholds; He shapes and molds.
Wishing you many tender joys from His hand this day…
Grace and peace!
