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Crazy Days

6 Mar

This is the day that the Lord has made;
let us rejoice and be glad in it.
Psalm 118:24

Here it is … March 6th already!  It was -6° this morning as the warm sunshine streamed through the window and the fireplace kept me toasty. Yesterday was a snow day from work, gifting us with somewhere between 7 and 9 inches of fluff, depending on where I placed the ruler. I tried to be a good steward of this unexpected free time, making the most of each moment, knowing that soon I will be adjusting to a new schedule.

Crazy days? Yep! Life seems to have exploded in my world since I last wrote. These last three weeks have been the kind of crazy that causes me to make sure I’m holding on tight, closing one eye but peeking out with the other, afraid that I’m going to miss something! Some events are good, others are great and fantastic, some are not so wonderful and even sad, while others simply reflect life as it is … life. For my sanity’s sake, here is the condensed version of the last 3 weeks …

  • A friend in Albuquerque and my sister-in-law had surgery.  Both are doing great!
  • Friends brought home their 79 day-old baby, a 1 lb. 9 oz. micro-preemie born at 25 weeks … she’s healthy & growing like a weed!!
  • My mother was supposed to have flown out for a visit – but several crazy reasons why she didn’t.
  • A life-long dear friend from our beloved Southport Church of the Nazarene passed away. He was 91 years old. A grand reunion took place not only in Heaven, but at his funeral … I wish I could’ve been there.
  • Cole, Kim and Lillie have all been sick with one thing or another in the past 3 weeks.
  • Tim had a ‘routine’ nuclear heart stress test – everything seems to be good.
  • My great niece was born 2 weeks early … welcome Lyla Kay!
  • It snowed 5 inches. A few days later it snowed 3 inches. Yesterday it snowed 7 more inches.
  • Cole and Lillie

    Cole and Lillie

    Our Loves came and spent the night and we went sledding in the fresh snow.

  • Another friend has cancer.
  • A fun-filled visit from Tim’s mom last weekend
  • Refresh. A group of ladies that will meet in my home once a month … starting soon.
  • I applied, interviewed, and accepted a new job. I then gave my 2 week notice at the law firm.
  • I realized that nerves can cause heart-attack symptoms … my arm/chest has been hurting from time to time.

I’m sure my life isn’t any more crazy than yours. Plans change, babies are born and people die every day. Everyone has loved ones who are not well, and the details of our everyday can sometime overwhelm us and cause stress and anxiety, which will often take our focus off of Jesus. These days have been crazy, but at the same time, there has been a Constant, a Presence, and an Assurance that Jesus is in control.

Won’t you join me today in keeping our focus on Jesus even in the midst of the crazy full days of life?

Until next time,
Debbie

God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble.
Psalm 46:1

Now faith is confidence in what we hope for
and assurance about what we do not see.

Hebrews 11:1

You make known to me the path of life;
You will fill me with joy in Your presence,
with eternal pleasures at Your right hand.

Psalm 16:11

 

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A New Calendar

11 Jan

I lift up my eyes to You,
to You whose throne is in heaven…
so our eyes look to the LORD our God,
till He shows us His mercy.
Psalm 123:1-2

 

Cole and Lillianne

Cole and Lillianne

Halloween - cowboys!

Halloween – cowboys!

One of my favorite gifts this year is my 2013 calendar.  Its pages are unique and unlike any other calendar in the world…it was custom designed just for me!  With the flip of each new month, another special picture is highlighted to view, reminding me of many loves, special occasions, and God’s hand-picked blessings that are mine.  Then with the addition of my own personal notes on specific dates, the New Year is off and running…ready or not!

In anticipation of the New Year, I posted a status on Facebook asking my friends for suggestions of something new to add to my daily devotional time.  How fun to read the variety of responses, including 14 different recommendations and a promised gift in the mail!  Sure enough, a few days later I received a package from my dear friend in Long Pine, Nebraska, with a copy of one of her favorite devotionals inside, Every Day Light by Selwyn Hughes.  The reoccurring message in the first few days of this book is to keep our eyes focused on Jesus.

The green one-eyed Monster

The green one-eyed Monster

I often write about God’s very personal and intimate communication with me … well, He can also be very humorous.  Last Saturday, our kids in Baltimore moved from their townhouse of 2 ½ years to a much larger home that they are purchasing.   Mimi and Papaw spent the entire weekend with them, helping where needed.  After two marathon days of cleaning, packing, and the actual move of house and home, we all fell into bed late Saturday night.  Tim and I always take up residence on the futon, which is located in the basement / play room, this time next to a bin of toys that the previous owners left behind.  Sometime in the dark wee hours of Sunday morning, a man’s voice broke into our sound sleep and very clearly said, “Whatcha looking at?  I’ve got my eye on you!”  Jumping out of bed, not having a clue where I was or what I was doing, I began to realize our surprise visitor was coming from the bunch of toys next to our bed.  By the light of my iphone, I began to dig through the playthings until I found the culprit, who must’ve settled in his resting place just enough to apply pressure to his “PUSH HERE” arm which makes him talk.  When Tim and I retrieved our unwanted guest, we laughed as we pushed his arm repeatedly to hear all of the silly things he can say.  I looked for the on-off switch, put him back with his friends, and crawled back into bed.  A few days later after I opened my package from Nebraska and began to read the devotional, I thought of our green one-eyed monster friend who said …  “whatcha looking at?  I’ve got my eye on you!”

One of my most loved Bible stories is in 2 Chronicles 20  ~  King Jehoshaphat and all of Judah were facing large armies which they could not possibly destroy.

Then Jehoshaphat stood up in the assembly of Judah and Jerusalem at the temple of the LORD in the front of the new courtyard  and said:

 

    “O LORD, God of our fathers, are You not the God who is in heaven? You rule over all the kingdoms of the nations. Power and might are in Your hand, and no one can withstand You.  O our God, did You not drive out the inhabitants of this land before Your people Israel and give it forever to the descendants of Abraham Your friend?  They have lived in it and have built in it a sanctuary for Your Name, saying,  `If calamity comes upon us, whether the sword of judgment, or plague or famine, we will stand in Your presence before this temple that bears Your Name and will cry out to You in our distress, and You will hear us and save us.’

 

 “But now here are men from Ammon, Moab and Mount Seir, whose territory You would not allow Israel to invade when they came from Egypt; so they turned away from them and did not destroy them.  See how they are repaying us by coming to drive us out of the possession You gave us as an inheritance.  O our God, will You not judge them? For we have no power to face this vast army that is attacking us. We do not know what to do, but our eyes are upon You.”


All the men of Judah, with their wives and children and little ones, stood there before the LORD.

 

Did you read that?!  All the men with their wives!  And children and little ones!!  All of their lives were at stake here … even the little ones!

 

Then the Spirit of the LORD came upon Jahaziel son of Zechariah, the son of Benaiah, the son of Jeiel, the son of Mattaniah, a Levite and descendant of Asaph, as he stood in the assembly.


 He said: “Listen, King Jehoshaphat and all who live in Judah and Jerusalem! This is what the LORD says to You: `Do not be afraid or discouraged because of this vast army. For the battle is not Yours, but God’s.  Tomorrow march down against them. They will be climbing up by the Pass of Ziz, and you will find them at the end of the gorge in the Desert of Jeruel.  You will not have to fight this battle. Take up your positions; stand firm and see the deliverance the LORD will give you, O Judah and Jerusalem. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged. Go out to face them tomorrow, and the LORD will be with you.’ “

 

Oh!  You must pick up your Bible and read the rest of the story!!  God does deliver them and does so without them even having to fight!

What’s going on in your life today that has you afraid and discouraged?  What big army is lurking in the distance, ready to crush and destroy you?   I know several people who have recently lost loved ones while others are quickly losing their battles or are suffering with long-term illnesses.  The unstable economy leaves us all with realistic questions of concern.  The escalating  violence in our communities put us all on guard for the safety of our families. Everywhere we look, there are problems, heartaches, and concerns.

As written by Selwyn Hughes in Every Day Light,

“The reason our problems often seem overwhelming is because we allow the things of time to loom larger in our gaze than the things of eternity. The tiniest of coins, when held close to the eye, can blot out the sun. Let’s begin to lay hold on the truth that life works better when we know how to glance at things but gaze at God. Seeing Him clearly will enable us to see all other things clearly.”

In the beginning of this New Year, in the midst of all the legitimate concerns of life and death … Above all, won’t you join with me in keeping our gaze Heavenward?  Today is January 11th.  In just a few tomorrows, the calendar will flip to February, and then on to March. Before I know it, my calendar will have the Halloween Cowboys up, quickly closing in on Christmas again.  Time does not miss a step on our journey called life.  Let’s keep our eyes fixed on the One who never disappoints and will be with us all to the end.

Let us fix our eyes on Jesus,
the author and perfecter of our faith,
who for the joy set before him endured the cross,
scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.
Consider him who endured such opposition from sinful men,
so that you will not grow weary and lose heart.
Hebrews 12:2-3

Until next time,
Debbie

 

 

Colossians 3 and Mimi

1 Jun

Since becoming a Mimi three years ago and having an empty nest of my own for several years now, the joy of little ones in our home once again has awakened a whole new section of my heart that I thought was sound asleep.  These little people are just that – little people.  What a privilege it is to be an active part in their lives and to watch them grow into bigger little people.

Because one of these little people is here with us this weekend and I know my time is limited to sit here in the quiet morning, this will be short.  I was just now beginning my day and having my devotions and I was directed to read Colossians 3:12-17.  As I read, my heart was nudged toward these verses as being just for me today.  Specifically me as Mimi.

Cole and Mimi

First of all, knowing that I’m chosen by God Himself, holy and dearly loved … this puts a big sigh and a smile in my heart!  Then immediately the scripture refers to clothing.  I’m sure Cole doesn’t pay much attention to what I put on to wear each day, but I guarantee that he knows when I am compassionate, kind, humble, gentle and patient…and even more so when I’m not.  I also must be forgiving.  He IS three years old.   In the midst of his ever-changing and growing mind, heart, and personality, he does do things on purpose.  Even when he wipes my kisses off of his chubby cheeks, he’s testing the waters to see how I will react.  I have decided to make those times special and smile real big as I remind him that the reason he must wipe Mimi’s kisses off is because they are too sweet!  He laughs about this little routine that now occurs more often because his Mimi has a wardrobe furnished by the One who loves her!  And over all of it, is covered in love.

From time to time, we need to ask Cole “Who’s in charge?”  Just in case he forgets, he is then reminded that it’s not him.  Verse 15 reminds this Mimi that the Peace of Christ rules in her heart and that I should always be thankful.  My outward circumstances may not be peaceful and would seem to be nothing that I would be thankful for, but even during those unsettling times, Jesus is my Everything and for that I am thankful.

In a past post, I wrote about Cole and Mimi singing at bedtime with his little Play-A-Song books.  Some nights he is more interested in big trucks, Thomas the Train, or Winnie the Pooh ~ but just last night, he was snuggly and wanted to sing.  I reached for my iPhone and hit the video button as we continued our hymn song fest.  Click on the links below to watch and hear Cole sing with Mimi …

Jesus Loves Me
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sIGn5kxbJQ4&feature=g-upl

Tell Me the Stories of Jesus
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xgy6Es1s2tE&feature=context-gau

Jesus Wants Me for a Sunbeam
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UjM4rejsYQw&feature=context-gau

16 Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly
as you teach and admonish one another with all wisdom,
and as you sing psalms, hymns and spiritual songs with gratitude
in your hearts to God.

 

I read this quote earlier this week  …  through the eyes and heart of a Mimi, my soul longs to do all I can to be a Godly influence for my family … which now includes my two precious grandchildren.

 

Does your one goal, one drive, all of your plans day and night
focus on how to redeem your world?
What you cry about, what upsets you, your tiredness,
is it all focused on the one thing that beats in the heart of God?
Do you see every person with the question
of how you can be a redemptive force in their lives?
Is every situation of your life viewed
with a focus on redemption for the world?
May I boldly say that if this is not true for you,
you have missed the impact of the Gospel of Matthew and especially
this initial call to His disciples [Matthew 4:19]

– Stephen Manley –

 

Verse 1 opens this chapter with the phrase “Set your hearts on things above” … followed by “Set your minds on things above”.  Won’t you join me today ~ even in the midst of all the busyness of life ~ to set our hearts and minds on things above and how we can redeem our world for Christ?  Even the little people …

And whatever you do, whether in word or deed,
do it all in the name of the Lord Jesus,
giving thanks to God the Father through him.
Colossians 3:17

 

Until next time,
Mimi

Therefore, as God’s chosen people,
holy and dearly loved,
clothe yourselves with compassion,
kindness, humility, gentleness and patience.
Bear with each other and forgive whatever
grievances you may have against one another.
Forgive as the Lord forgave you.
And over all these virtues put on love,
which binds them all together in perfect unity.

 

Let the peace of Christ rule in your hearts,
since as members of one body you were called to peace.
And be thankful.
Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly
as you teach and admonish one another with all wisdom,
and as you sing psalms, hymns and spiritual songs
with gratitude in your hearts to God.
And whatever you do, whether in word or deed,
do it all in the name of the Lord Jesus,
giving thanks to God the Father through him.
Colossians 3:12-17

Distractions

18 Apr

Let us fix our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of our faith
Hebrews 12:2

They are everywhere.  I find them lurking around the corner or out in plain view.  Some are quite intentional and are by choice, while others catch me off guard.  Seasons seem to always attract them, as do holidays and special occasions.  I can almost always count on time crunches to reveal them, but then so does a lazy summer afternoon or a cold blustery winter evening.  The sight of something familiar will trigger their appearance, or a glance at the calendar and a specific date or a particular time on the clock will take me to another place and another time.  They can bring a peaceful diversion or a stormy interruption to a calm soul.  They can be quite untimely, causing disappointment to my expectations.  Some lend to our sanity while others seem to steal any good sense we might have left.  They can brighten a dark situation or leave a cloud that hovers over a sunny day.  Sometimes they get very loud and noisy, drawing attention away from the immediate, while other times their silence is so deafening that it pierces the quiet. Some are good.  Some are bad.  Some are a blessing.  Some may lead down the wrong path.  No matter where you and I are, there are distractions.

Cole's haircut

Just recently, Cole was spending the weekend at our house and needed a haircut.  We got out the trimmers, the little stool, a bath towel, and a clothes pin.  Once he was settled and ready to go, Papaw turned on the clippers.   Hair began to fall on the towel that was draped over Cole’s little body, with a few wispy pieces tickling his face along the way.  He started to get antsy, so I grabbed my iPhone for a much-needed distraction.   Knowing that our grandson loves to watch himself on videos, I quickly flipped the switch and began to catch his little antics as he sat there squirming.  Mimi got an idea and asked Cole to sing his ABCs … then to count.  This ploy was a great success as his busy little mind was diverted away from having to sit still and instead to enjoy singing and performing for the video camera.  Needless to say, he has pulled up this clip and sang along with himself many times.  You also can click below and sing and count along with Cole.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1QMbQBpbkeI&feature=youtube_gdata_player

An ice-cold can of Cherry Coke instead of a healthy bottle of water.  Family pictures scrolling across the computer’s screen saver.  A text message alert on the cell phone disrupting the present moment.  An afternoon of playing in the crisp fallen autumn leaves instead of raking them up and disposing of them.  Making mental lists of things to do the following day instead of focusing on the disagreeable at hand.  Going to the grocery store when hungry and buying far more than what is on the list.  Santa bringing gifts or an Easter bunny hopping in to leave baskets filled with tasty treats and little trinkets … and absolutely no emphasis on Jesus, His birth, death, and resurrection.  Reciting the alphabet and counting to 20 instead of squirming during a haircut.

We can all come up with our own list of distractions, and that list would not only be endless, but different from person to person.  The one common denominator between your list and mine is our focus.  Our focus determines the level of interruption that is allowed in our thought processes in order to truly define the distraction and its purpose.  Some things we only see out of the corner of our eye so they never become the distraction that is potentially possible … good or bad.  This is because our focus is already set and committed.  Obviously, distractions take place a gazillion times every day … but won’t you join me in keeping focus where focus belongs when it involves the important things of life?  Whether the distraction is a blessing or a hindrance … Let us fix our eyes on Jesus, the author and finisher of our faith!!

Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses,
let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles,
and let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us.
Let us fix our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of our faith,
who for the joy set before Him endured the cross, scorning its shame,
and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.
Consider Him who endured such opposition from sinful men,
so that you will not grow weary and lose heart.
Hebrews 12:1-3

Until next time,
Debbie

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**  Blog photo of a spring tree ~ April 2012

 

’Tis the Season

25 Nov

Do not be anxious about anything but in everything,
by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. 
And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding,
will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.
Philippians 4:6-7

Papaw and Cole

Yesterday was Thanksgiving.  People all over our good country gathered with family and friends in celebration of gratitude and thankfulness.  This year was no exception in my own heart for realizing the true significance of this holiday.  We have much to be thankful for.  Tim and I are both employed, and we have a nice home in which we live.  Our children are healthy, happy, and will be with us for Christmas.  Just a week ago, Tim underwent a heart catheterization during which a new stent was placed inside the stent that he received in November of 2004 while living in Albuquerque.  The original was 99% blocked, creating chest pain and discomfort that necessitated intervention.  A few days past Tim’s emergency medical situation, I had a minor hernia repair and am taking advantage of the quiet days surrounding the Thanksgiving holiday to rest and to heal.  We are truly blessed this year by doctors and medical professionals who know how to take care of our bodies when they fail. 

Today is the day after Thanksgiving.  Many followed the traditional holiday feast by going out late, or early, as the case may be, to shop and find the first great deals of the Christmas season.  Others are busy transforming their homes with festive garland, lights, and décor that somehow ushers in this special time of year with its music, its gifts, and its Love.  Today is exactly one month until Christmas Day.   We all have much to do between now and then, but let’s not get so caught up in the hurry and the rush that we forget the season of Thanksgiving!  It was a season in which we celebrated the birth of brand new babies and still anxiously anticipate others.  A season in which we were pleased with successful surgeries that gave hope to scary diagnoses.  A season in which there was God-given peace over life-changing events and decisions.  A season of rejoicing over long awaited answers to prayers, and the continued realization of God’s gift of breath and life, His grace, and His mercy each and every day.  Please join me as we place the Christ Child’s manger in our focus again this Christmas season, that we still hold on to the Spirit of Thanksgiving and keep it with us into the New Year. 

Until next time,
Debbie

“She will give birth to a Son, and you are to give Him the name Jesus,
because He will save His people from their sins.” 
Matthew 1:21

 

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**  Blog photo of Christmas decorations … 2011 

Flat Belly Diet

21 Apr

Therefore, I urge you, brothers, in view of God’s mercy,
to offer your bodies as living sacrifices, holy and pleasing to God —
this is your spiritual act of worship.
Romans 12:1

 

Mimi and Cole ~ April 2011

I have never been overweight.  I’ve often classified myself as petite instead of the usual adjectives that people come up with, such as skinny, little, tiny, and of course, I can’t leave out short.  My height and my weight have always gone hand in hand.  Petite.  That’s me, that is, until I began to reach the underlying shadows of turning 50 years old.  I began to notice that I couldn’t eat just anything (and everything) I wanted and still remain in the same vicinity on the scales.   Portion control became my new rule as I filled my plate with delicious meals during our former life at Higher Ground.  Thinking the slight chub around the middle would immediately disappear once we moved away from all the tasty temptations, I found it to only increase.  Tim and I now have time to spend together in the kitchen preparing new recipes and enjoying them.  We decide to go out to eat more often now, looking for hole-in-the-wall places that usually serve exceptional food.  We snack in the evenings as we watch TV … and we gifted ourselves with a meat smoker for Christmas, so we frequently enjoy scrumptious pulled pork and cornbread.  As the scales continue to tip past the point where the needle stood underneath my pregnant form so many years ago, it’s time to call HALT!!   When the day comes that our Kim is once again with child and her bulging baby tummy is the topic of her young toddler, I’m afraid that Cole will look over at his grandma and pat MY tummy and say “Mimi’s Baby?”   

So, for the first time in my life, I am on a diet.  I don’t need to lose a lot of weight.  Only 10 -15 pounds.  Inches are more of my target, knowing that clothing will fit better, and I will be healthier.   To keep from sounding like I’m whining, I will simply say that I have felt miserable, extremely unhealthy, and even concerned that my middle girth was getting the best of me.  I know it is time to become mature, responsible, and loving toward my own body and health. 

Having an excellent recommendation from my daughter who found this diet plan to be a great success, I officially began on Monday.  I am currently on Day 4 out of 32.  I spent several days reading through the book, however, before implementing its plan.  Two gals from Prevention Magazine are the minds behind this concept, explaining the health concerns of having too much fat around our bellies and offering great encouragement and hands-on tools to get our bodies back under control.  As I read through the book, I jotted down a few notes that I felt were important to cheer me on my new adventure. . .

Diet is a contract between me and myself.

I am special.  I deserve the time, the energy, and the effort that’s equal to
everything else in my life.

 

So, here I am.  Embracing special me … muffin top and all.  Excited to be nearly finished with the 4 day Anti-Bloat Jumpstart and to go forward for the next 28 days, anticipating better health, better habits, and hopefully, better fit.  In exchange for unhealthy, I’m learning about MUFAs, Sassy Water, Visceral Fat, Waist to Hip Ratio and BMI.

 As Easter Sunday approaches and we gather in worship to celebrate our risen Savior, let us also keep in mind that true disciples of Christ worship Him every day.  We worship Him in all that we do…our relationships, our work, our playtime, our activities, and even our eating.  Jesus gave His life for me … the least I can do is to give Him all of me in return, and that includes my best at giving Him a healthy me.  A special and healthy me.  Won’t you join me in giving our best to Jesus?

Until next time,
Debbie

So here’s what I want you to do, God helping you: Take your everyday, ordinary life—your sleeping, eating, going-to-work, and walking-around life—and place it before God as an offering. Embracing what God does for you is the best thing you can do for him. Don’t become so well-adjusted to your culture that you fit into it without even thinking. Instead, fix your attention on God. You’ll be changed from the inside out. Readily recognize what he wants from you, and quickly respond to it. Unlike the culture around you, always dragging you down to its level of immaturity, God brings the best out of you, develops well-formed maturity in you.

Romans 12:1-2  (The Message)

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God’s Signature

2 Feb

Jesus Christ is the same yesterday and today and forever.
Hebrews 13:8

 

The clouds have finally cleared and the rain has ceased.  The sun is actually shining now and will add an extra boost to the warming afternoon temperatures as the last particles of any remaining ice melts.  Located just close enough to the winter storm that ravaged much of the Midwest in the past few days with paralyzing ice, our world only received a thin layer.  But during the wee hours of this morning, the freezing precipitation turned into liquid, allowing those in our area a much needed break after receiving 15” of snow just a week ago. 

Pine tree in our back yard

 

As I posted pictures on my Face Book page a few days ago of the BIG January snow storm, I subtitled my album “God’s Signature on Winter”.  No matter who you are and how much snow you have had to shovel so far this season, there is an undeniable beauty to a freshly fallen snow.  Perhaps it doesn’t even really have anything to do with beauty.   How about ‘awe’?  Much like I felt as I looked through a friend’s photos of a tornado that he and some friends were chasing.  Wow!  I began to think more about God’s signature.  It’s always the same.  It’s just written in a lot of different colors on an endless supply of canvases.  I have stood in the sand, and watched in awe as the glistening moon light danced its reflection on the incoming waves of the ocean.  I’ve heard the swooshing sounds of the large flapping wings of sandhill cranes just barely over the tree tops … along with their loud and communicative honks that helped to guide the entire flock to their next open field.  With tears of joy and concern flooding my eyes, I’ve watched the laborious breathing of my premature and tiny grandson … in speechless awe of God’s signature.  For nearly 16 years, God’s signature was alive and well in the precious life of our Miniature Schnauzer, Scottie.  Just today, a dear friend shared a story of how she prayed for God to provide for a need, and sure enough, He did!!  God signed that deal!  Even the death of my own father several years ago at the age of 60 had God’s signature all over it … written in the blood of Jesus, documenting grace, forgiveness, and eternal healing! 

I could go on and on, but I would love to hear from you!  Allow your heart and your mind to take just a few moments to be quiet and think … and please leave a comment or two about the many colors and canvases of God’s signature in your life. 

Until next time,
Debbie