School is out. It's always bittersweet when the paint and crayons get packed up. It's sad to have to throw away the used Play Doe and bring the dress ups home to wash. But a part of me is glad. It need a break and I look forward to relaxing at home a bit more.
Home is where where the heart is. And that's because home is where you've spent endless hours digging in the dirt,
hauling mulch, painting garden chairs, sweeping sidewalks, pulling and spraying weeds, laying stepping stones, planting and transplanting, mowing and weed eating, basically making an outdoor living space to enjoy.
So I'm all for finally getting to the ENJOY part.
One thing I'm loving lately is my walks around the property. I love just love walking a mile and never leaving my home. So blessed to just be home
I realize I have been a slacker here in blog-land.
Not that it matters so much, as Boo Mama says, "my blog is read by tens of people everyday!"
Don't let my absence lead you to believe that I haven't been thinking deep thoughts, I have just been too lazy to write them down for the "masses". So because I'm feeling a bit lazy in the bogging part of my brain, I'm gonna post a slacker's entry.
We'll call this Phone Pic Friday. Here we go.
My brother took his Littles fishing. They thought it was the coolest thing ever!! He sent me a gazillion pics and I used Pic Stitch, a handy Iphone app, to make this little collage.
My beautiful nieces, Sydney and Amy. Amy is a hair dresser and she applied feathers to the tresses of 6 excited little girls for Sydney's 10th birthday. Are they not the prettiest girls ever? LOVE.
Guess what I got?? So excited!!!!! Any suggestion for a good read? I just finished the Hunger Games.
Here is my son John's newest musical venture, a Blue Grass Band called Old Line Ruckus.
Here's a little clip for ya:
OK, Easter. Yep, it was an amazing morning of worship and praise to the Risen Savior!! And getting all dressed up is fun too, unless you're Jim or Mike. Haha, don't they look thrilled?
Of course, after church came the eats. Here is just a SMALL sampling of the desserts that my Mom made. Why all the cakes you ask? Well, Syd, Alex and Jeannie all had Birthday's with in a week so we had to celebrate my girls!! Love them so.
And there ya have it, the life of an Iphone user, documented in fine fashion and presented for the world to see. Hope you have had a great few weeks and a Blessed Easter!!
They are not so little anymore. Still they are young, sweet, innocent,
and very precious.
What is more wonderful than being little?
Carefree days, giggles, playing at nothing, saying whatever is on your mind,
turning cartwheels until your dizzy, chasing a butterfly,
playing with puppies, climbing trees.
I love my Littles. Even though they are growing up, I pray for special times together to continue. I am always telling them to stop growing up so fast. They tell me they will always be my Littles even when I have grand-babies. I love that!
Someday the little girl things we do will change to big girl things.
But I hope we will still be close and will still enjoy time spent together.
What comes to mind when you think of Heaven? As Christians we know it will be beyond our imagination, beautiful beyond belief, more than we can imagine. We picture streets of gold and pearly gates. People say that it will be all the things that we love all rolled into one. There will be sights, sounds smells and sensations that cannot be described with our limited language.
There will be colors like none we have ever seen,
even with all the marvels God has placed on His earthly creation.
courtesy Staci Moore
Heaven is a place where we will be together with those we love who have gone ahead of us.
A place where we will be perfect, healthy, happy, fulfilled.
A place of rest and comfort.
Heaven is a place. A real place. It is impossible to imagine because Heaven is where God lives and where God lives there can be no sin, no darkness.
Only God's glory and righteousness are needed to light the world of Heaven.
My imagination might be inadequate, but my memories of my Father are sharp.
Heaven to me is the deep sound of his laughter and singing voice. And a million other things about his presence that I miss.
