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Tuesday Update: 06/27/06



I just wanted to write a brief note about the wonderful people of Westover Baptist Church. Throughout the past several months they have all surrounded us with love and support in so many ways. We have received many cards and visits, lots of hugs and well wishing, and of course the wonderful Tuesday night meals!! They have been true beacons of God’s love and faithfulness to us. We have always been blessed to be a part of such a warm and kind church family…but recently they really out did themselves. Last night, I was presented with a card and a love gift from our church. They took a special love gift offering for us Father’s Day weekend, to help out with travel expenses while Matt is in Omaha. I was blown away by their incredible generosity and thoughtfulness….I didn’t know what to say. I still don’t, but I want everyone to know how much we appreciate the love of these people…and how blessed we are by them.

The card read:
‘You have a God who hears you,
The power of love behind you,
The Holy Spirit within you,
And all of Heaven ahead of you. You have everything you need.’


To the folks at Westover – you are amazing. You are blessings to us, each and every one of you. Thank you so very much for continuing to hold us up in your prayers, and for your unwavering support and love. Everyone should be so lucky to be a part of a church family as wonderful as ours!!! We love you so much!

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