December 31, 2012

2012: Year in Review


2012 was an epic year for our family!  For starters, we became a family, as opposed to just a couple, with our firstborn Luke’s birth on November 8th
I recall learning about a list of life’s greatest stressors, the majority of which are bad things, but some are good.   It feels like we decided to pack in the good major stressors in the past few months.  Having a baby, starting a new career, and buying a new home would make for a pretty good few years.  For us it made for a whirlwind 4 months!
I graduated from nursing school in early August and passed the board exam later that month.  On September 10th, I began my first nursing job at Frazier Rehab Institute (a part of Jewish Hospital and St. Mary’s Healthcare, a part of KentuckyOne Health, a part of Catholic Health Initiatives – confusing I know).  I’m on a pediatric rehab floor but ironically we don’t actually have many children.  Instead, we get a lot of adults rehabbing from strokes, orthopedic surgeries, respiratory failure/COPD, cardiac surgeries, traumatic brain injuries, spinal cord injuries, and more.  I’ve already learned a lot and am very thankful for the job.  I’m excited to use nursing as a way to serve people for a long time.
Meanwhile Lindsey was growing more and more pregnant.  Luke’s due date of October 24th came and went.  Two weeks later, he still was not here, so we began the induction process at 8PM on November 6th.  At 1:16PM, November 8th after trying “every trick in the book” Luke Porter Spencer finally entered the world via C-section.  He wasn’t very happy about it, but we were ecstatic.  Well, I was, and Lindsey was just heavily sedated and exhausted (she was quite a hero through the whole labor process).  Luke weighed in at a whopping 10 lbs. 3.5 oz. and 21.5 inches.  He is healthy, handsome, and a joy for us, our family, and friends.  As many have said, “there is nothing like ‘em” – babies that is.  We are so thankful for the blessing of new life.
We named him Luke after the Luke of the New Testament.  This Luke was known as “the beloved physician.”  As a nurse, I obviously have a high opinion of the medical profession.  Luke was also a companion of the Apostle Paul, which made him a missionary.  Furthermore, he is considered the author of the Gospel of Luke and the book of Acts – the story of the early church.  A physician/missionary/author makes for a pretty good role model in my opinion.  Oh, and Luke apparently comes from the Latin word meaning “light.”
Porter comes from my great-grandfather (my mom’s, mom’s father) Hoyt Porter.  Though I never met him, the story I’ve been told makes him a fine role model as well.  He was a minister trained at the same Southern Seminary that I attended.  He pastored and started multiple churches in the small, Eastern Kentucky town of Hyden.  He learned Russian to be a missionary there, but after a couple years was kicked out of the country.  He later ministered for a time to Russian-speakers in Baltimore.  He was a military chaplain during WWII and was a principal at the Fruitland Baptist Bible Institute in NC.
Anyway, back to 2012.  Since a new career and new baby weren’t enough excitement, we decided to buy our first house as well.  We closed on December 7th and moved in on the 22nd.  Moving from Louisville to Clarksville, Indiana was a tough decision for me, being a proud Kentuckian.  But we just really liked the place, felt it was the best deal we’d seen, and figured it’s still close enough to the places important to us.  We are happy to be here and look forward to making our house a home.
For these three reasons alone (new career, new baby, new house) this has been an epic year.  Some other lesser excitements: in March my beloved Kentucky Wildcats won their 8th National Championship – beating the dreaded Louisville Cardinals and Indiana Hoosiers along the way.  (Side note – this continues a Spencer family tradition: my dad, myself, and Luke were all born in years that UK won a title). In April, I ran my first half-marathon and finished 723rd.  I’m not sure what that means but I completed the race in 1hr 41min – 7:43/mile.  I loved the race atmosphere and was shocked (in a good way) at my time.  I had a progressive series of goals: 1) to finish without walking, 2) to break 2hrs, 3) to break 1 hr 50 min.   Check, check, check.
In terms of ministry in 2012: I was able to serve on the planning team for Sojourn’s free medical clinics, heading up the nurses’ station.  Lindsey and I spent our second year working in the Shelby Park Community Garden.  This summer, we also had the opportunity to serve as interim HOPE team directors at Jeff St.  This, of course, is the program that brought us together in the first place.
Some other blessings: For the first time, I got to be a co-best man in my good buddy Darrell’s wedding.  Our family celebrated my grandpa Spencer’s 90th birthday.  We made a surprise visit to NC to see Lindsey’s family and announce our pregnancy.  We made short visits to Gatlinburg (TN), Asheville (NC), Mammoth Cave (KY), the Albertson’s farmhouse in the mountains of Virginia, and one of the coolest small towns I’ve seen, Madison, IN. 
These were just the highlights of an amazing year – possibly my most memorable year yet.  I often feel like Lou Gerhig when he said, “I consider myself the luckiest man of the face of the earth.”  Of course, I don’t consider myself lucky, but blessed by a gracious God.  I am overwhelmed by the blessings the Lord has poured out on us this year.  At the same time, I realize the Lord is not obligated to only give success and happiness.  I think of friends and family who have dealt with hard to diagnose illnesses, the loss of loved ones, financial hardships, and other difficult life situations that for whatever reason I’ve avoided.  I don’t understand why this is the case and I sometimes feel guilty for being so blessed.  I hope that when harder years come, I can say like Paul, “I know how to be brought low, and I know how to abound.  In any and every circumstance, I have learned the secret of facing plenty and hunger, abundance and need.”  But for 2012, I praise the Lord and am thankful for his goodness.

January 2, 2011

Will you marry me . . .


It was a cold day in January (the 31st) when I convinced Lindsey to go outside (we were at my parent's house) and take some pictures of the snow-covered scenery with me.

After taking some photos, I slyly led her to their gazebo where I had a present waiting for her. I told her it was a gift to celebrate out 5 month anniversary of dating. It was a little scrapbook I made of our dating experiences up until then.

At the end of the book was a little flap which, when opened, revealed her engagement ring. I got on my knees and proposed.

She said "yes." The rest has been bliss. Well . . . mostly.

Engagement days


We painted some pottery at one of those pottery painting places.

Lindsey took silly "photobooth" photos at our friends' David and Kelly's wedding.

We enjoyed a visit from one of Lindsey's best friends, Jennifer Peedin.

Picnic with nutella. Mmm . . .

Some flowers I bought Lindsey at a farmer's market in Cincinnati.

Swingin' in Cinci.

The ladies of Hardinsburg Baptist threw us a wedding shower.

Hangin' with some past HOPE team members at Thurder Over Louisville.

Lindsey and I later watched the fireworks from the roof of Jeff St.

Bachelors' party


These guys took part in that manly tradition which is called a bachelors' party. We did some hiking, climbing, and repelling at Red River Gorge.

We had planned to go camping, but severe storms led us to stay the night in a cabin instead.

Matt Smith (in the rear) was kind enough to let us all use his repelling gear.

That first step over the edge is the hardest part.


View from below.

Josh Thomas doing his thing.

Rock stars . . . get it? Will Jenks on the air guitar.

Those crazy guys, Josh and Matt, convinced some of us to go face first (they call it Aussie style).

Will Jenks.

January 1, 2011

I got married!


May 29th, 2010 was a heavenly day. The day I finally got married to my lovely bride, Lindsey. An amazingly hospitable family who we barely knew allowed us to use their beautiful home and yard for the wedding. They had five great kids and thus . . . a zip line which the guys and I enjoyed.

The kids also had a lot of toys that made for this interesting photo. All photos were made by the world's best wedding photographer (and my good friend) David Michael Webb.

The family had goats, giant dogs, and chickens which made their presence known at times.

Here come the bride . . . with her dad.

One of the few things Lindsey really wanted was to get married under a tree. So we did.

Our first kiss . . . as husband and wife.

You'd be happy too . . . if you'd just married me.

Lindsey went barefoot during the wedding, and after. She's got pretty feet.

What can I say?

The first dance.

Dancing with my sweet mother.

My grandma and Lindsey's mom enjoying themselves. Lindsey and friends painted fleur de lis on wine bottles as decorative flower vases.

The beginning of the rest of our lives together.

Honeymoon in California


This is beautiful Lake Tahoe, the first stage of our honeymoon.

We got to do a little kayaking on the lake.

Lindsey checking out some cool clouds moving over the lake.

A picture of Lindsey taking a picture of the mountains around Lake Tahoe.

Aww . . .

From Lake Tahoe, we headed south to Yosemite National Park. I love this view of Yosemite Valley. El Capitan is on the left edge and Half Dome is sort of the distant center mountain.

One of many waterfalls in Yosemite. They claim to have the greatest concentration of waterfalls in the world (or something like that).

The giant sequoias are also in Yosemite.

I like to climb.

From Yosemite we drove to the coast and then up Highway 1 (a view from the road here) to San Francisco.

San Fran. The Golden Gate Bridge. We rented bikes and rode across it and back.

Other weddings of note


A couple weeks after Lindsey and I were lawfully wedded, my cousin Corey married his bride, Sarah.

Their receiving line at Harned Methodist church.

A couple weeks after that my good friend (and our wonderful wedding photographer) David Michael Webb got married as well. This might have been the hottest day of a very hot summer. Poor guys.

I got to witness a strange pre-wedding ritual they have in Southern Illinois. The night before the wedding it is obligatory to throw the groom in a lake. (Not a good picture - but that's what happened)

We had a good time over late night milkshakes the night before the wedding. That's a bunch of good guys right there.