Today we jetted out early and made our way to Omaha. But first a quick stop for the famous Centerville Zebra donuts.

We then cruised the 3 hours south to get Norah and I to the airport for our afternoon flight to Seattle. A stop in Sioux City at the Palmer Candy Company was a must. A memory lane around the college campus in Fremont where Susan and I first met made the kids call out with sappy awwwws. It was Midland’s move in day for students. Man those college kids look so young now a days 😆.

The rest of the fam made their way to Lincoln and arrived to Grandpa Joe and Grandma Billie’s house. Susan’s family is all around the Lincoln area so they will spend a few days visiting everyone. Four wheeler rides are on the docket!

We will join forces again on Sunday after Norah’s qualification race. Good times will be had by all until then!

If we could have the gift of bi-location we would put it to use 🤣.

I was inspired by the dark sky and bright stars early this morning and found this writing by Len Sweet very meaningful…..May it help the light to shine.

“When the stars are out, the Son is not shining.”

That saying has stayed with me since some friends in South Africa reminded me of it. At night, the stars look brilliant, but their light isn’t really their own. At sunrise, they vanish—outshone by something infinitely greater.

My own gifts feel like those stars. Small sparks, meant not to dazzle, but to point toward the true source of light. Yet I confess: sometimes I want to be the star, the one noticed. I want to shine brightly in the firmament.

But maybe Christ calls us to something else. To be like stained glass—transparent enough for his radiance to stream through. No one enters a cathedral to admire the glass itself. Its beauty lies in how perfectly it lets the light pour in, filling everything with warmth and color.

Or maybe we’re to be like icons. Not idols that say “look at me,” but holy images that whisper “look through me and see God.”

That’s what I long for, Lord. If I shine at all, let it only be as a signpost to you. Don’t let me clutter the light. Make me less of a star and more of a window—the clear space where heaven’s glory enters the world. Amen.

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