A soul that walks on water leaves no footprints, but will make waves."
Last Saturday I helped host a baby shower for three women in our Sunday school class. They are due in December and January and the timing worked out to host their shower at the church all at the same time. It was fun.I made a cake and after I had i…
A girl who was sad and forlorn,
Cupped her hands ore the heart that was torn,
She protected it well,
As her countenance fell,
And her life traded flower for thorn.
I was convicted this week. My crime: ExcusesI can’t evangelize effectively because I’m a stay at home mom with my hands full, unable to have a conversation because I’m always keeping an eye on at least one wandering little person. I don’t get o…
I spoke to my sister, the pregnant one, the one who travels, the one who is going to need a larger vehicle for all those kids, about setting some of my greeting cards out on their product table during their concerts. She liked the idea and had been sche…
There is no way I have time to explain all the goings on around here…but I will just say that I’m having FUN!Had lunch with a friend from church yesterday that I have known for a long time, but never really knew. It’s amazing what a link to a pers…
Friday morning seems forever ago because it started at 4:30 a.m. We attended another 6:00 a.m. prayer meeting and enjoyed our time a little more because we didn’t have to rush straight to school as soon as it was over. We had our parent teacher con…
Mother’s Day weekend was prefaced by a flood. I’ve written a little about that but have yet to tell of some of the personal experiences associated with it. That Saturday Kris and I were completely oblivious to the horror that was going on around us. W…
Remember when I said, “He’s showing me the clarity I can achieve through discipline and even sacrifice.” Well I am also finding out that the opposite is also true. I taught Sunday school this morning. I didn’t have that clarity. But I did have a…
Our weekend retreat went beautifully. We started with 8 ladies on Friday night and the group settled down to 7 by Saturday morning. One of the girls couldn’t stay overnight due to obligations on Saturday. Another girl lives two minutes down the road i…
Have you heard of dear Annabelle Flynn,
And the beautiful yarns she can spin?
It’s not on a spindle,
No indeed, it’s the Kindle,
Where her tales are quite short, but not thin.