Oh, my life is perpetually busy, & each & every Sunday evening I find myself in a fearful funk about returning to work on Monday {the work that follows me on through each weekend – no escaping it}. Cherish the time when you are young & free, ladies! I know I sound terribly pessimistic & all that jazzy blues… Anyhow [me trying to shake the feeling & return to utter trust that there’s a purpose for all this], I wanted to share these Valentine “Love Stories” I created out of wooden blocks of wood {shaped to look like solid little tomes}. I found ‘em at a thrift store for less than a $1, added scrapbook paper & embellishments, glittering ribbon to act as the page edges, & voila`! I rather like ‘em staggered on a table or straddling my mantle. Pray for me, dear sisters, Sunday evenings make me forget whose trip I’m on… & that I don’t walk alone. Forgive my complaining tongue, I promise to tuck it back into a smile next we meet. I can’t believe it’s almost the 2 year anniversary of Bess’ Bag! See ya soon! Happy early Val Day!
I am God’s girl & I will be content {oh, yeah, & hear me roar}!
This song reminds me of when my daddy passed... Whew! My "all this time" since has been tough & twisty-turn-y. My dad passed away when I was 13, & I accepted Jesus at 16. Looking back over my "father-less years" inbetween the loss of my amazing godly{the best} earthly father & trying to outrun my perfect heavenly One, I know my God was by my side - my running legs never fast enough to get away from Him. Now that I have my relationship with my heavenly Daddy, I still catch myself sometimes {now in my 20s}, when I'm walking through a rainy parking lot coming from a tough day at work, umbrella-in-hand, softly saying out loud, "daddy," still wanting both right next to me, but knowing that my God will carry me through the loneliness of my earthly father... His perfect love enough for me. Hope you enjoy the song...