This last month I've been to three funerals - my coworker whose child came perfectly formed and stillborn at only 7.5 months; Bobby's Uncle Henry who had fought a long and courageous battle with cancer; and a friend from church whose father passed away. From the casket the size of my toolbox, to the bagpipes and flag-draped coffin, I'm coming to appreciate more and more how each and every day is truly a gift from God.
Along those same lines, this morning's sermon was an "Ouch! Ow! Ouch!" one. From I Kings 19 we looked at a victorious servant of God who became discouraged and saw God's loving response to his pity-party. God kept bringing to mind thoughts and emotions from this past month where I've tried to handle things on my own instead of giving it to Him and looking at the many blessings and opportunities I have. The opportunity to grab each day and fill it to the fullest...an opportunity that for so many has now ended.
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Saturday we had a baby shower for Bobby's niece. As I was making the mints, Bobby asked what else was on the menu. After I recited off... -
A few years ago after a Bible study a lot of the group continued to sit and talk and simply relax. One of the ladies felt like she was being...
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My Grandmother never learned how to drive. After my Grandfather passed away, she had to rely on her children and grandchildren to get place...
3 comments:
so glad you joine the blogging world. I need to learn to not write when I am upset or mad!!
Monica! I am so glad you started a blog- it is a good way to get to know you better- and I learned something already--you are a quilter!!! I did not know that. You will have to post pictures of your quilts for us to see :)
This is so exciting - your blog is stunningly beautiful and you are a wonderful writer. I can't wait to learn more about you, dear!
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