I’m thankful for…

Yeah, I know I’m late on this one. So shoot me. But what I’m thankful for is my wife. There are a great many reasons I should be thankful for Rachel, but I guess the one most apparent right how is her support for me. In many ways she is my rock.

Rachel is always open to God’s calling. When you look at our relationship, it appears that I’m the one out front, that I’m the one calling the shots and leading the way, and I guess this is sort of true. But she is the one supporting me, the one pushing me forward. Rachel let me quit my job to take an internship at NCC (making her the primary breadwinner). This is no small thing when you consider that our plans to buy a house and take a real vacation were put on hold. Our considering living in Ethiopia for a while was at least as much Rachel’s idea as it was mine.

These aren’t the only stories I could recount. Time and time again Rachel has shown selflessness towards me and for the Kingdom. If we think something is part of God’s plan, Rachel is in 100%. She is solid.

Rachel, I love you. Thank you for being mine. I’m thankful for your willingness to give, to go, and to sacrifice. Thank you for supporting me in so many ways.

Thanksgiving Dinner

We finished cleaning up from Thanksgiving dinner about an hour ago. It was a great time. This is our third year hosting. A lot of people move to DC for work, so there are tons of folks (like us) who don’t have family around. It’s good to be able to share it with both new and old friends. This year we had Henry Tran; Brad, Glenda, Macy, and Mia McMath; Jeff Johnson; Dave Hickox; Scott Myers; and (obviously) Rachel and I. Yes, 10 is a lot for our ~600 square foot apartment.

I have two awards to give out this year. The longevity award goes to Henry Tran. This is his third consecutive Thanksgiving with us, and we’re glad he keeps coming.

The second award is for cutest Thanksgiving dinner guests ever, and it goes to Macy and Mia McMath.

Here’s a quick after dinner video (I’ll warn you, it’s pretty dull).

Yes, at the end, I do say, “I have Legos.” The mom of the cute dinner guests was wondering if we had anything the girls could sort or stack or whatever. I still have my childhood Legos, and while it’s been a while, I do still pull them out every now and again.

For a couple more photos check out my Flickr set.