for mom

well i've decided to start blogging. mainly for my mom. she is probably the only one who will ever read it. that's okay though. she's worth it. i'm interested to see how often i'll write.

today my heart is in russia with my brother, his wife and soon-to-be son vasa. what a precious addition he will be to our family. i am obnoxiously awaiting his arrival. there are so many things that i am excited to introduce him to. here's a few...the precious & unconditional love of Christ, lots & lots of peanut butter (i hope he likes it as much as i do!), smores, family night, movies, toys r us, college football, his super fun "umple jay" and the rest of his awesome family. he's already changed our lives and we haven't even met him in person.

so to my sweet nephew vasa - i pray that God continues to prepare your heart & mind for this new life ahead of you. i pray for peace, joy and comfort in the months to come as you figure this world out! i am asking God to hold you close taking away all fear, nervousness and uncertainty that you may feel in this transition. i believe that God has chosen you to be apart of our lives. i am thankful that your parents felt the call on their life and faithfully obeyed. i can't wait to watch you grow up. i can't wait to share life with you, pray with you, share Christ with you and (with Gods help) love you as best i know how.  you have 3 amazing sisters who are ready to teach you the ways of life in the dunlap house!! God has chosen them for you as well. you are going to love them.

hurry home vasa. i love you.

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