Gratituesday: God is Good!
and nothing is to be rejected if it is received with thanksgiving,
What are you thankful for this Gratituesday? For more reasons to be grateful, visit Gratituesday hosted by Laura at Heavenly Homemakers.
What are you thankful for this Gratituesday? For more reasons to be grateful, visit Gratituesday hosted by Laura at Heavenly Homemakers.
Day after day, I’d walk into my house and see the front room, the living room: small, drab, cluttered, and uninviting, and I’d sigh passing it by and heading for a seat at the kitchen table… until Thanksgiving weekend that is, when my Mom opened the gallon of paint I had purchased but hadn’t yet…
Friday, April 27, 2001: We woke, headed to work, rushed home and drove to our next to last Bradley Natural Childbirth class. On the way home, we stopped to pick up a pizza. Pizza after Bradley Class had become a fun Friday tradition. As we sat watching Emeril and eating pizza, a ripple moved across…
I did it! I logged on to type my Gratituesday post, but before I did, I happened to read Amy’s Gratituesday post and I knew it was written to encourage me, to speak to my heart, to move me into action… and it did! Perhaps her post was not written only for me, but her…
I LOVE OUR BOYS! I love spending time with them. I love listening to their imaginative play and just hearing them romp through the house. I love relaying their latest antics to their Grandma and Grandpa. But… our boys are high energy. They are high activity. They are high maintenance. And they are…
Ryan is in Williamsburg with friends this week. He’s having a wonderful time and doesn’t seem to be missing his Mommy one little bit… Meanwhile, back at home, I am enjoying my one-on-one time with Connor immensely! I mean, honestly, look at that grin, how could I NOT enjoy spending time with that little character?!…
After three hours in 100 degree heat picking peaches and raspberries, we were ready to cool off in the neighborhood pool. But just as we had the cool, clear water of the pool in our sights, we were approached by one of the lifeguards: “Pool’s closed,” he said. “What?” we mumbled in disbelief. “We…