Hello Family, Friends, and die-hard Shull Family Fans everywhere . . . it's time for another episode of  Journal Snapshots !  An insider...

Dandelion love,      brought to me in chubby fists          with glowing smiles today. A barefoot prince brings       violet t...

So eager in these days for warmth and life, we sit outside in hazy sun with bare limbed trees still reaching to the sky and call it Sprin...

I am not a natural morning person, but this Easter morning I was awake in the darkness quietly nursing the baby while half-dozing, half-pray...

Recently, I was thinking about the meaning of communion and the symbolism of His body broken for me, and His blood poured out for me, and un...

Yesterday, our family read through Psalm 1 as we began to memorize those verses as a part of the Fighter Verses  program at our church. Then...

When snow in April inspires bad poetry~ O Snow, O Snow, must you stay so long? I'm weary of your games. Half the year seems quite eno...

Hello Family, Friends, and die-hard Shull Family Fans everywhere . . . it's time for another episode of Journal Snapshots !  An insider...

Thursday, we were headed to the memorial service of a man from our church. Cancer. He was eight years older than Kevin. He leaves a wife a...

The challenge (and humor) of loving February seems to have struck a chord with a lot of my friends. A surprising number have mentioned addi...