I was just about to tuck into bed and saw these photos from three years ago when we were making our last album. Look at how small Jude is! Not only am I bewildered by how quickly time passes but I am kind of enamoured to see these old photos of us in the same process of record-making that we are in recently. It looks similar. And it looks so different. I am grateful for all of that.
Last night we turned on our Ipod and shuffled through what would be a tentaive sequence for all of the songs on our new record. Did you hear that? We have all of the songs for a new record! Rejoice! Jump up and down! Squeel your socks off!! Because it is nothing short of a miracle. And not only do we have enough songs for this record, we have enough songs for the next record... I know! Bannanas! We are beside ourselves. And not a little bit stunned.
Anyways, as we listened to our sequence and tried to fish in the air for those last, much-needed lyrics I realized that we had been dancing for a good ten minutes to our new record. And Skip was too. Dancing with our eyes closed and our hips shaking. Wow. Embarrassing stuff. But good signs. Very good signs.
And so we are in a bit of a MARVEL-ous state these days. And part of that marvelling (especially as I look at these pictures) is seeing just how complicated, detailed, and fabulous God has been in His construction of our life so far. Just in the events in this particular room pictured above with Jude and Ambrose at 4 and 2. This room was our studio where we recorded 4 e.p.s and later wrote half of the ideas for this new record, it was the guest room that housed Keegs, Logy, and Kali and Paul when they each moved to town, this past year it was our school room where Jude plowed right on through the 1st grade, I learned the miraculous ropes and mountains of what it means to teach (hats off to you all!),and Ambrose basically taught himself to read, and at the same time it was also our nursery where both older boys crawled into a crib, overwhelemed by love and enthusiasm, to welcome our third Matheny babe to the party. Incredible.
Anyways, all of this mumbling past my bedtime is to say what might just be obvious anyways: that time is flying and we are holding our best to the tales of It's cape. And it is a good ride so far. A wild and happy and fruitful ride that has been crowded with Life. And that is something to marvel at.














































































