My Husband, the Gimp

Jonathan has dislocated his shoulder. He was playing basketball and got his arm caught up in the guy he was guarding. They jumped up together but the other guy came down first, taking Jonathan's arm with him. It was painful, to say the least. It has been 3 weeks since the event meaning he only has 1 more week of wearing this sling before physical therapy begins.

Just in case anyone else is counting or wondering, the dislocated shoulder incident marks the FIFTH time Jonathan has been to the ER since we were married in 2001. For the record, here is the list of injuries:

5. Dislocated shoulder playing basketball

4. Stitches from cutting his index finger in a circular saw

3. Staph infection surgery from blistering his foot & jumping in the intercoastal waterway in Ft. Lauderdale

2. Breaking his hand from punching a glass storm door

1. Spraining his ankle at an Oxygen event resulting in weeks of crutches while living in a 3rd floor apartment building with no elevator

I personally feel like I've had a part-time job working as a care-giver.

NIECES!

We are so privileged to be an Aunt and Uncle and to have met both our new nieces when they were just weeks into this world!

Jonathan is holding Idolie Denean Whitley, daughter of Philip and Allison. We were so glad she came early so we could cuddle her up when we were in Houston for Presbytery. She has beautiful strawberry blond hair and her mom's olive skin tone. Idolie sported several vintage frocks (under her daddy's master swaddling) and gave us an afternoon of excitement in Sweeney when she showed us how to go through 4 diapers in 5 minutes!

I am holding Layla Marie Whitley, daughter of Peter and Barbie. Being in St. Louis, she lives close enough for us to see her whenever we want. Layla has the cutest little cowlick and long skinny toes, just like her daddy. With her mom's pouty lips, Layla is the "anything but pink girl" wearing red, green, purple, you name it.

They are both just precious and we're all glad to know that with the five Whitley guys, it IS POSSIBLE to have daughters!

The Cowboy Pastor

We recently flew to Houston, TX to go to the spring Presbytery Meeting. Jonathan had to transfer in from the Presbytery of the Mid-Atlantic which consisted of being examined on some of his views and giving a little background on his call to ministry. He passed with flying colors of course!

Jonathan's brother, Philip, lives in Houston with his family and they planned a special day trip for us to see Jonathan's birthplace: Sweeney, Texas. We toured the first church he ever attended, saw the hospital where he was born, and drove down the street he first lived on (all the houses have been torn down).

Before Jonathan and I met I went through a phase where I thought I wanted to marry a cowboy. (I know, it's strange)! So I think it is quite poetic that the man God has for me is actually a Texas native. Although I couldn't get him to wrastle any Longhorns while we were there....