This is one of those things I'm not really sure how to say. Earlier this week we found out that the wee baby in Julie was not alive. We went to the doctor Wednesday afternoon after it was confirmed that there was no sign of a growing baby. The doctor can't explain what went wrong or what happened and we just trust in the Lord's plan and His will. We told the four older kids last night after they got back from camp -- they had a great time at camp and were really blessed by the Lord -- and we're telling the other kids today. Julie is fine physically and up and around and things. I think we're both just sad. We're confident the Lord will bring us another baby. Now just wasn't the time.
I have to make a quick trip out to Oregon this weekend to take care of some personal business. I'm on a really tight schedule -- fly Saturday in to Portland, meet a friend for lunch, meet another friend for dinner on Saturday in Corvallis, on Sunday I have to be in Portland for a meeting in the afternoon and I have to be in Eugene Monday morning at 9 o'clock for I don't know how long before flying home Monday night -- so I apologize in advance if I don't get to see many of my Oregon friends and family. I wish I had more time obviously, but it just didn't work out that way for a variety of reasons. God bless.