Still here...

No, I do not post anymore, but I don't want to delete my blog... yet.

ps. the picture is just for pictures-sake.

simply precious*

The Couch Family.:

+Sam&Ali

andtheir beautiful boys

.Jackson.Colby.Bo.Max.

jackson
colby
bo

[trampolines are so much *fun*]

++

I have the privilage of serving with Sam at the cafe, and have so enjoyed getting to know him and his beautiful family. Jake and I did a family photo-shoot for their Christmas pictures. what a joy!

a new leaf

Yes, it is true.

Jake is courting me... *smile*

Home.

I will miss her dearly, but I know she is happy. & one day soon...

Grammy~
*little
*giggles
*aLady
*gentle but strong
*patient yet stubborn
*good housekeeper
*butterflies
*humming birds
*hamburger soup
*hairpins
*Lovely
*homecoming Queen
*wife *51years*
*mother
*grandmother
*teacher
*wrap-skirts&curls

~*Treasure*~

"but the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, self-control..." galations5:22&23

more deep and [not so] profound brain things inside my head.

Did you ever ponder what it would look like if our spiritual flaws were as our physical flaws: more appearant to ourselves than to others.

Sin is deceptive, and can often escape our notice, unlike that blemish on our nose- we make a big deal out of it and attempt to cover it up. (Well, we try and cover sin up too when we see it. maybe I'm not making this point well).

(And okay, perhaps females can relate to this better than guys).

**We are quick to complain about a frightful feature, but are we as quick to grieve over our sin?

:Sovereign:

I had a thought:

why would I try and play God? if I were God, I would be alone, for everyone who has ever offended me or sinned against me, or just flat out annoyed me, would have been instantly condemned to hell. I say that, not because I want that for any of those around me, but because apart from the work of the Spirit, I have no grace in myself to breathe onto others. Without grace, there can be no forgiveness. Therefore I am grateful for the grace God provides for me to be gracious to others, and to forgive. (aren't you?) how can I not forgive stupid little things when I have already offended the Great God of the universe?

amazing grace

O Thou Giving God,

My heart is drawn out in thankfulness to thee,

for thy amazing grace and condescension to me

in influences and assistances of thy Spirit,

for special help in prayer,

for the sweetness of Christian service,

fro the thoughts of arriving in heaven,

for always sending me needful supplies,

for raising me to knew life when I am like one dead.

I want not the favour of man ot lean upon

for thy favour is infinitely better.

Thou art eternal wisdom in dispensations towards me;

and it matters not when, nor where, nor how I serve thee,

nor what trials I am exercised with ,

if I might but be prepared for thy work and will.

No poor creature stands in need of divine grace more than I do,

And yet none abuses it more than I have done, and still do.

How heartless and dull I am!

Humble me in the dust for not loving thee more.

Every time I exercise any grace renewedly

I am renewedly indebted to thee,

the God of grace, for special assistance.

I cannot boast when I think how dependant

I am upon thee for the being and every act of grace;

I never do anything else but depart from thee,

and if I ever get to heaven it will be beacuse thou willest it,

and for no reason beside.

I love, as a feeble, afflicted, despised creature,

to cast myself on thy infinite grace and goodness,

hoping for no happiness but from thee;

Give me special grace to fit me fro special services,

and keep me calm and resigned at all times,

humble, solemn, mortified,

and conformed to thy will.

From The Valley of Vision