My Girl

Modeling her new work attire...

The new R.N.

Captured the Moment

Her smiles melt my heart

when my daughter discovered some very good news she had been anxiously waiting for.

Highlight of my day

Purposeful Purchase

The Crooked Apple

The search was on at the grocery store ~for fresh fruit that was affordable.  That was when  this apple caught my eye.  I decided I had to have this apple.  It made me think of how others view  physical deformity. Some may not buy it because of its looks.  Others my pick it up and look at it~possibly with a chuckle or comment about its odd shape. But they put it back, thinking that they should choose more uniformly formed apples for their own use.  Then there are people like me, who have to have it because it is different!  I cut it open this morning, thinking that it would be juicy, crunchy and sweet~and I was not disappointed.   

What really matters is what is on the inside.   That is what counts.

Isn't that the way it is with people too?

2 Corinthians 4:16, 18b

"Therefore we do not lose heart.  Even though our outward man is perishing, yet the inward man is being renewed day by day...

the things which are not seen are eternal"

Those Late Night Thoughts

When I go to bed at night, or when I wake up in the morning I think about what I want to write about here~but then life happens, and when I sit down at the computer~I can't think of what I wanted to write.  Therefore the blog gets neglected. 

And then  our family is adjusting to our oldest daughter going off to college.

And church issues are muddling my brain.

Gotta take a break

I will be back~eventually~

A Miracle

 I have been researching different brands and sizes of dehydrators on the internet~and of course pricing them. I  even asked a friend that I knew what type she had, and if she was happy with it.   I had quit wishing for one tho, as I knew our finances were not in our favor to purchase at the moment.  

One day recently someone overheard me talking about the desire to have a dehydrator in my kitchen~and the very next day she brought me one as a gift!  Never  opened, but ready to use!  I was surprised at how God provided one.  His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me. This may not be the one I would have chosen, but I will praise God for providing it and think of how He has granted the desires of my heart.

Maid to Be a Mother

As I enter the stage of life where my kids are young adults~I ponder this poem.  Did I do enough?

Maid to be a Mother

Welcome to the home that lives within the house,
Where loving kids is all that really counts.

The dishes in the sink, the crumbs upon the floor,
And all the dirty laundry are secondary chores.

Now don’t assume me lazy by looking at the mess,
I’ve put forth forty hours and still don’t take a rest!

I polish little minds as bright as they can be
And sweep out tiny hearts and keep them pure and clean.

Each and every soul is scrubbed until it gleams,
I also pick up spirits, should they ever lose a dream.

So push the clothes on over, and have yourself a seat—
Excuse the toys and cookie crumbs sticking to your feet.

Judge me as a mother, not the maid I ought to be
I’d prefer sparkling lives to a house dirt-free.

—Anonymous