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This is my first beadwork the Holy Spirit helped me with. It went to Wisconsin to a Royal Ranger event to be auctioned off to raise money for missions.

The writing stays with the piece in the pocket located on the back of the piece.

WordPress Meet and Greet #3 – All Bloggers Welcome

WordPress Meet and Greet #3 – All Bloggers Welcome.

Saturday Stew 13

Jesus,

 

You are the Light of the world, for it is so dark here. While You were on this earth You taught us to be light, even salt.  You showed us how to live though our actions, not just by what we say. God, I pray that we can bring hope to a freezing world that is dying to hear Truth.

 

So many days have been filled with rain, but today the sun was shining here!  Oh it was glorious! I know my friends and I are still rejoicing over this day.   Yet,  this still would have been a day to celebrate, even if the clouds got in the way.  We knew the Son was still shining, we would trust.

 

How do you ask the Son to shine?

 

I start through prayer and praise.

 

Sometime it’s through blessing others with our time. Other times it’s with blessing with a phone call or a letter.  Whichever direction the Lord leads <3

 

We just gotta do something:

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b_RjndG0IX8

 

I would love to hear from you :D

 

If you would love more servings, help yourself to leftovers at the search bar by typing “Saturday Stew”

 

If you would like someone to pray with you, contact me at 2L2phant@midco.net

Flashback Friday 10

My skin was so warm as beads of sweat ran down the sides of my face and the back of my neck. All I could think about was the window box air conditioner that seemed to purr in the cool room while my mom and us kids dug in the dirt. We were to follow a pattern so the seeds weren’t too close or they would grow and choke each other out. But how could she stand here so long? We’ve been out here for what seemed like hours? Wasn’t she thinking about the cool air, too? My mother taught us with such grace.

Grandma was the same way, except we were to gather beans, peas and other vegetables grown in their garden. I remember not being able to wait to get to the picnic table under the large tree in front of their white house to sit and snap beans and peas. They were so delicious!!!

Oh how if only I could flash back and spend more moments gleaning from what Mom and Grandma were trying to teach me, then maybe my garden wouldn’t be suffering. But I am thankful that the sun is shining <3 Even when the clouds try to hide it…the sun is still shining <3

If you would like to flash back to another Friday , just search for Flashback Friday in the search bar :)

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Stethoscope

Your gentle eyes probe past my brain looking deep within my heart;

Listening for more than a beat…finding the pattern.

Charts reveal little.

My words are your map.

Documentation and scales show victory.

Truth in layers can cover the problem.

You will keep me on your watch.

 

The Race Around the World: Behind the Scenes

2l2phant:

***stands and applauds with the world***

what a privilege it is to follow these stories as you write these treasures <3

Originally posted on A Holistic Journey:

So I’m taking a breather, slowing my pace, taking stock. Behind the unassuming titles in the series has been a lot of work. I have combed through the submissions and tapped some contributors for as many as six drafts for the clearest chronology and descriptions. I would not be surprised if my “Would you please clarify what you mean…” has pursued the poor writers into their dreams at night. I found the rate of growth of my readership decelerated, for the time away from the rest of the blogging. But the overwhelming feedback on the Race has been my reward. I am deeply grateful for responses like K’lee’s from Obzervashunal:

“[You] touched upon something so universally potent, you have created something so unbelievably amazing here, a groundbreaking series. I know you feel it, but I hope you REALLY feel it. If this were a book I had the privilege…

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The Race: Caucasian Native American, Part 11

2l2phant:

***applauds***

Thank you so very much!!!

One of my favorite quotes, “Caring and sharing is what life is about. Not conquering and getting rich by any means available. Truth has no spin.”

Originally posted on A Holistic Journey:

1) How do you define yourself racially or ethnically and why is it important to you? Please tell us about the racial makeup of your family if you were adopted or come from a colorful family.

I define myself racially as Caucasian and Native American. My father was the son of an Armenian man whose family lived in Egypt. My grandfather became the ambassador to what was then Persia, and later sent my father to the US to attend Yale University. My mother was English and a daughter of the American Revolution. She met my father while she was at Wellesley College and they were soon married. Neither of the families approved and the relationship was a difficult one. My parents divorced when I was 11 and my father soon ceased contact with my brother and me.

AlexIn the past several decades in the Northeast, I have been approached by…

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