"Then will the lame leap like a deer, and the mute tongue shout for joy. Waters will gush forth in the wilderness and streams in the desert." Isaiah 35:6

Sunday, October 2, 2011

A Message For Auntie Miriam-Sept 30th

Uncle Alex,

I thought that you might be able to read a message to Auntie Miriam for me... I do miss her and pray for her often. I also pray for you- that God will continue to give you strength and courage as you wait for His healing in Auntie Miriam's life. Just thought you should know that you have always been such a wonderful example and encouragement to me.


Auntie Miriam,
I have been thinking about you a lot lately and remembering many fun memories with you... I remember when our family took a vacation to see all of you in Knoxville... I remember watching the Last Emperor with Warren climbing all over Michael and me. We went fishing at the "crazy cricket" (or something like that) ( Jonathan, it was the Cross-Eyed Cricket!!), and I remember going to an all-you-can-eat ribs place for dinner. I also remember playing the piano with you. You taught Michael how to play James Bond, and you taught me how to play Indiana Jones. That is still one of my favorite vacations of all time!

Of course, I have plenty of fond memories of visiting you while I was at the Naval Academy... playing violin with my parents, eating lots of great food, going to the gym to play basketball, and just spending time with all of you. I always looked forward to seeing you guys- it was such a welcome rest and time of refreshment.



I'm looking forward to the day when I can introduce you to Kai... he is such a little character. He has a ton of energy and a wonderful personality. Eliana is growing up much too quickly- she started Kindergarten this year. Suzanna and I are settling in to Glendora... it will take me about 2 1/2 more years to finish seminary, and then I am hoping to become a chaplain in the Navy. But we are enjoying a lot of time with my parents while we are here.

I miss you, I love you, and I am praying for a full recovery.

Love, Jonathan 

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