Rain comes to Branson.

I took this picture last night at the landing with Gina and Brian and the kids. They were all sitting there watching the fountain show; I thought I'd rather have the picture of them than the show.

This morning we went out to Big Cedar and made pictures with the bear, fish, deer, etc. It was right up Brian's alley; he and Kyle love hunting. The Bass Pro Shop atmosphere was great for them. We were just finishing up our tour out there when it started to pour down rain, so the timing was perfect.

I think back over the last couple of years and am so grateful. I've been through a lot and I feel that I've been so blessed. I thank God for the use of my fingers and toes and feet. It was scary to have that peripheral neuropathy, especially when they said that sometimes doesn't repair. I'm so grateful that mine did. I hoped the hair wouldn't come back on my legs, but it did. That's okay; I'm accustomed to shaving that. I'm grateful for hair on my head. I'm thinking that I won't leave it long. I don't like it much. I think I'll look like something out of the '60's if I wear it long because I'll pin it up. I just know that I have to let it grow and see what I can do with it. I can always cut it, but I would always wonder what it was like to have long curly hair. I sure thank God for the options! Isn't our God interesting to give us options? He could just have us the way He wants us, but he gives us options. I stand amazed. I think He's not a bit concerned with how we look, but He's concerned with our heart. He's willing for me to have long or short hair; whatever it takes for me to get past myself and think of others.