Thursday, April 28, 2011

Here Spring Comes!

Now that April is coming to an end, spring is starting to look like its here to stay!  Jackets are still being worn outside... unless you don't want to wear one and are determined that it is time for short-sleeved shirts!

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

How Far Will You Go?

A word that haunts every girl of nearly every age.  From the time you read or watched your first story about the lovely princess of long ago, that word intruded upon your innocent child-mind never to leave.  And you are still innocent.  There's nothing wrong with princesses.  They usually had wonderful hearts too that loved truth and honor.  So, you buy the tiara and the silky dress... the little glass shoes that for some reason look more like plastic than Cinderella's did.  You might even sleep with your hair up in rags so the next day you have a head of silky curls.  You hum the little ditties that Belle sang.  You dream about your prince of someday.

Sunday, April 24, 2011

Saturday, April 23, 2011

Last Night...

He was wounded for

He was bruised for

All our punishment was upon

And by His stripes...
Are Healed.

Saturday, April 16, 2011

Picture from the Past

So, I found this picture today.
I knew I had it,
but had sort of forgotten.
I love medieval costumes
I love femininity
I love flowers.
So this picture is perfect, in my opinion.

Thursday, April 14, 2011

Thursday Morning

Bekah (16 months)... I could just squeeze her and kiss her and squeeze her...
Ohhhh...  this has been a good morning.  I have laughed a good deal and am very happy to be alive today!  :-)

I know, I know... I don't usually do random posts like this that are simply about my everyday life... but I guess this is just one of those rare times.

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Thoughts on Modesty

This clip was SO encouraging to me.   If you're a woman striving to dress modestly or someone confused about why modesty is important, I would encourage you to watch this short movie here if you're okay with going on YouTube (oh, and make sure your volume isn't turned up very high... the opening music is a tad loud *smile*).

Monday, April 11, 2011

Learning to Trust, Part 3: In Fear

If you haven't read the introduction or the first two parts of this series, you can click on the link "Learning to Trust Series" in the Labels section of my right sidebar to read the other posts I've written.  God bless~ Rachel

“Has this mole on your arm always been so dark?”
The girl looked over at the doctor, “Umm… I suppose so.  I’ve never noticed it.”
The man’s eye flitted over to meet the gaze of the young lady’s father.
“I’m going to have to remove it… has anyone in your family had cancer?”
Cancer.  Her breath caught in her throat.  Why had that ugly word come back to haunt her?

Friday, April 8, 2011

50th Post and Vacation!

Yeah, wow!  Fifty posts on this new blog of mine!  How fun!  Just thought I'd mention it...   :-)

This week has been great.  Despite major congestion and a horrible, junky (yes, it gross) cough, I've managed to have a very nice week.

I actually got sick on vacation.  This week my mom and siblings went away for a couple days just to have a little bit of "breathing time" before late April hits.  Once this month is over we will have little or no free time till fall.  One thing I've noticed since my Dad became a pastor is that summer is NOT vacation time for people in the ministry... it's actually so crazy that autumn feels like a holiday!  ;-)  Good thing I don't mind being busy.

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Learning to Trust, Part 2: In Hurt

If you haven't read the introduction or part 1 of this series, you can click on the link "Learning to Trust Series" in the Labels section of my right sidebar to read the other posts I've written.  God bless~ Rachel

A young girl in her mid-teens sat back in the chair in front of her mother’s desk.  Her face was pale, shocked.  Her mind a whirled, her heart thudded loudly in her chest. Finally, emotion began to streak her face as lines of pain formed.  Tears clouded her eyes.  Sobs caught in her throat… choking, suffocating.  This moment in time wasn’t real.  It couldn’t be.  The last few weeks had been nightmare enough…  No, not this!