Its morning the last week of school we enter our great outdoors in the front yard I retreat away on the porch with bible in hand the morning sunrays bathing us in warmth This little man just got this new bike I told him that He was getting too big for his tricycle and that…
Category: My stories
Not broken…
Its interesting how when you state a truth for yourself that the tester of truth comes to test I recently got an Ah ha moment I am no longer broken I am healed in the name of Jesus I will no longer live life from my broken places but from my healed risen life in…
The place of sadness
I took myself to a massage considering how utterly uptight I am. My hips where in constant pain. I had lots of tension in my shoulders and neck. I had already seen my chiropractor. I was better but I thought a massage would do this girl’s body good. I had been thinking about getting one…
Hidden Identity
It had been 3 years since my parents had split up when I opened the drawer of the old German cabinet that stood in the living room of our little home in the city. I had noticed the cardboard for the first time, curious, I gave it a nudge and it moved, lifting it…
The Mansard House
I am going to share my inner world, with how God speaks to me. Using books, quotes, imagination, definitions, linking words and pictures connecting them to prayer, the bible and everyday life. He is always speaking…. So I have been walking through lent in a non conventional way… This e- book : Irrational Joy Nothing…
Planting Life Lessons…
(click to enlarge) My husband loves working in the garden. For years he has pushed, begged, asked, implored, guilt-ed and nagged us girls to be BIG HELPERS in the garden. … yeah…it’s not our thing..but I must say we have gotten better at helping. We just don’t have the need to WORK in the SUN…
Sunday2Monday 