This past weekend, we were blessed at Little Union to be able to host the Florida Fellowship Meeting. We had a blessing in just being the host Church. Over the last several months we've had a few work days to prepare for the meeting. We've repainted the building, pressure washed everything within sight, taken apart and fixed our sign, poured additional concrete for handicap parking pads and sidewalks, and worked on flower beds. The Saturday and Sunday before the meeting we all came together to put up the tent, the outside kitchen, lights, roll silverware, and cook. In the midst of all this work we had a great time visiting and enjoying one another's company. As a result of the hard work of so many the meeting went very smoothly and everyone seemed to enjoy themselves. All in all we had a wonderful time of fellowship with so many that came to be with us, whether it was preparing food, over the meals, singing between services, or just sitting around talking. The Lord truely blessed us. If you came thank you for coming to support the meeting, and if you didn't shame on you, make plans to come next year!Note pardon the spelling. Ministers in attendance - Thursday night: Elder Charles Broadway, Elder Jeff Winfrey, Friday morning: Elder David Montgomery, Elder Charles Kitchens, Friday afternoon: Elder Doff Painerd, Elder Tim Montgomery, Friday night: Elder Michael Green, Elder J.C. Stanland, Saturday morning: Elder Clayton Knolle, Elder Ronald Lawrence, Saturday afternoon: Elder Bufford Dean, Elder Gus Harter, Saturday night: Elder Daniel Woods, Elder Tim Montgomery, Sunday morning: Elder Paul Blair, Elder Charles Kitchens, Elder Mike Roberts.

Gary is getting an awefully early start here...

Baby Nate Ferrel has been diagnosed with a mitochondrial disease. This is a progressive degenerative disease with no known cure at this time. However, Nathan is doing well and even if this disease remains with him, he can live a full life, it won't necessarily get worse. However, we can pray for better than that. We are able to trust in a Great Physician who isn't limited by our medical knowledge.

Baby Hailey Gowens is believed to have the same problems as Nathan. She is improving as well. She is gaining weigh and they hope to have heart surgery around her first birthday.

Bro. Buddy Abernathy is doing better and has been able to preach well and enjoyed the meeting this weekend.

Bro. Obey has typhoid fever and malaria. Even worse, he is currently in a hospital in Kenya away from his family.

Erich Wouters is recovering from Chemo.

Florida Fellowship Meeting was greatly blessed this past weekend. There will be a separate post about this soon.

Heather Cunningham still has no further news on their little girl. Their doctor is in no hurry to make her appointment for an echogram for the baby. Please pray for peace of mind for her as she waits as well as good news on the baby.

Melissa Green is starting her chemo treatments on Wednesday for breast cancer.

Parker Allen is communicating more and more and growing stronger each day. His family has seen alot of improvement lately. Please continue to keep him in your prayers.

Remember about this time last year when I said that we were moving into a new apartment. Remember how I said that we weren't moving again until we bought a house, or were headed back to Alabama. Remember how we painted and stuff because we were going to be here awhile at least for a couple of years.

Well, we are moving again, 10 months later. Don't get me wrong. I am super excited to be moving into a house. We will have a yard, and it has a grapefruit tree and a cherry tree. We will have more space, and it's all nice and neat and stuff. We will have a big front porch just begging to be sat on in the evening in a rocking chair. We will be closer to Church and out of town. However, I am dreading the idea of actually putting all of our stuff in boxes, moving it to a new location, and unpacking said boxes. All while working around Britt's feeding and naps. To say the least it should be exciting.

We do have a game plan to make this easier. We are going to move one room at a time. Gary is going to bring home some boxes and I'm going to pack one room tomorrow day, then we are going to move that room's furniture and stuff tomorrow evening, and then on Wednesday I'll get to unpack and put all that stuff away. That way should be more managable.

Any volunteers... ha :D

Grandmother and Granddaddy made it here on Wednesday and just left this morning. As Granddaddy said he came to "See and Hear, and I saw Britt and now I'm ready to hear good preaching." This weekend was the Florida Fellowship Meeting so they had two good reasons to visit, but more about the FFM later.Both of them were tickled to get to see him, but Grandmother especially so. She held him an aweful lot of the time, and everytime Granddaddy would tell her, "You're spoiling that boy!" Granddaddy didn't hold him as much because he said that he was too fragile that he would be more fun in a month or two when he could "wool him" or play rough.Grandmother was so much help with Britt. She held him while I got ready and changed diapers and rocked him when he was a little fussy. She helped with the dishes after we ate so that I could get him washed and dressed for Church. But there were a few times when we were both getting ready for Church, so Granddaddy held him and talked to him. Thursday evening before Church Britt was a little fussy, but we had to get ready. Granddaddy sat there and talked to him and he got quiet. Grandmother came out and wanted to know what he had done, and he just replied, "I charmed him." ha! We spent most of the time sitting around talking, with Granddaddy laid out in the recliner or on the couch and Grandmother holding him, but not all the time. Britt spent some time in his swing. Infact he slept in there most of last night, because he was super fussy, but that's a whole nother story.

Gary was alway amusing, but he is especially amusing with Britt. Before Britt ever got here, Gary would talk to him and sing to him at night. He would put his head on my belly and talk to him, and tell him that his mother was an evesdropper because I was listening to "their" conversations.

Now Gary just does stranger things with Britt.

He is constantly offering him food like steak and strawberries because "your mother doesn't feed you enough." He picks him up when he is crying and gets real stern and says you can do that any time except when I'm home. He is sings lots of Church songs to him, currently he is singing the verse, "When I was sinking down, sinking down..." Nothing abnormal except when he is walking with Britt and gets to the word sinking, they are dropping to the floor. Earlier tonight was the strangest thing I have seen him do yet. I came out of the bedroom from getting together clothes for the meeting this weekend, and find my son in his carseat sitting on the stove "helping" Gary cook. Even with the stove off, I'm not thinking this is a great idea. Gary then acted very put out with him after they were done, when Britt wouldn't high five him.

They are adorable to watch together. Britt gets real quiet and stares at him whenever he sings. Gary is much better at burping him so he does that after I feed him alot, and then they take naps together. I've even caught Gary running off with one of Britt's socks so that they can be alike even in that area of weirdness. (He claims that Britt did that on his own, but we all know better.) I love to watch and listen to them.

So I already have Britt spoiled, not all by myself mind you - Gary and grandparents and others have helped. He wants to be held all day, and who could blame him. He thinks life revolves around him, and it's easy to see why - we hold him entirely too much, but hey, you would too, cause he's just too cute. I had to inform little man yesterday that life doesn't revolve around him and when he wants to eat and sleep, but who am I fooling - certainly not him.

The bouncer and swing are a life saver though. The bouncer is only good as long as the vibrating part is turned on. When it kicks off, he immediately wakes up and it's no fun anymore. I suspect it'll be better when he's actually big enough and coordinated enough to bounce it himself. The swing on the other hand is pretty much a hit all the way around, except in the middle of the night, when the only rocking that will suffice is Momma or Daddy.

Daddy and Benjamin made it down very early on Friday morning and stayed until today. They loaded up and left here with Mother just a little while ago.