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Each year on the blog it’s a tradition to offer up a post of thanksgiving. It’s never been a chore. The joy of looking back with the intention of being thankful is pretty overwhelming, actually. When you view life through…
This week, Blacksburg is crazy. The college students at Virginia Tech are moving in We’ve seen several families already eating out together and walking downtown. We’re about to be one of those families… in Charlotte. Last night, I sat beside…
A happy Father's Day entry to my dad. A laughter-loving, story-telling, dish-washing man's man who has unfailingly loved me all my life.
I was 29. Carolyn was 26. We had been married for almost five years when March 18, 1997 landed us in Baptist Medical Center of Little Rock. This was the first time in our marriage that we were happy to…
Today we received surreal news. Our daughter Adelyn (15) was diagnosed with Type 1 diabetes. Normally in our household, anytime we mention the word “medical,” we are updating family and friends about Carolyn’s health journey.It was an aha moment…
The news from the biopsy is in... and we have an opportunity to cherish not good health but a good God.
It's the night before surgery and all through the house... not a creature is stirring, not even a... well, our high school senior is downstairs playing the guitar at midnight... A quick text message silenced that. Anyway, here's a late-night update on Carolyn's next health step.
So it's the last day of January 2015, and I'm just now posting a reflection video about 2014. It was that big of a year... and I've been that swamped in January. I loved putting this together - mainly because what I left out was just as fun to remember as what I included. The Noble family has so much to be grateful for!
Often, we'd find money in our mailbox - literally. Sometimes it would have been mailed, and occasionally, there'd be an envelope with cash in it. On more than one occasion, it would be exactly what we needed. We began to call those heavenly gifts our "miracles in the mailbox."