It was a great success and the kids that came really seemed to have a good time. I learned not to be afraid to try something new! It is good to have people who can come up with new ideas - which is partly what the body of Christ is all about.
...memories are pictures taken by your heart...
It was a great success and the kids that came really seemed to have a good time. I learned not to be afraid to try something new! It is good to have people who can come up with new ideas - which is partly what the body of Christ is all about.
I am writing this as much for myself as for others who will read it. Sometimes writing something down solidifies it in my brain.This is a picture of our Jeep. The lease on the Jeep is up as of today, and Terry and I returned it to the dealer. I didn't think that I was attached to it until that moment when we had to give over the keys. It has been a wonderful car - very reliable and fun, but safe to drive. But it has been an expense that we could do without. We have a Ford pickup truck, which we plan on getting back on the road tomorrow, and a Buick Century, which is older, but doesn't have many miles on it. So, we are fine, right?
Why is it that we get so easily attached to "things"? It often happens before we consciously know it - and we're hooked! I am reminding myself of the verses in Matthew 6 that say, "Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moth and rust do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also."
So it is time to let go of the car and just appreciate what the Lord has so graciously given us. He has given us so many "things" to enjoy, but more than that, we have our families, our church family, and more than that, we have his love even when we don't deserve it. (Which is always!) Thank you, Lord, and keep reminding me of these verses that I need to take into my heart and live by every day.











Today Terry's dad turned eighty-eight! He is doing well and seemed to enjoy the little party we had tonight at Logan's. Aunt Shirley was there, so were Barb and Ron, Sandy, Shelley and Bob, and Matthew, and Terry and I. Here is a picture of Dad blowing out his candles. 