Prayer for the Hui

I'm going to keep this particular post short and sweet, but I want to get it out there.

Yesterday, I ran across a tweet by @Secret_Church sharing a prayer guide for those who want to join in prayer for the Chinese Muslim community. About a month before that I had found the blog Pray for the Hui and felt led by God to start praying for this community.

Ben and I both have a heart for the harvest. Though God is not currently calling us overseas, our hearts are always open to help in whatever ways we can. And at this time, it is through prayer.

And so we've committed the next 32 days to pray for this community that sees belief in Christ as death. That struggles to believe even if they see the gospel as great news because being Muslim is as much an identity as it is a belief. And I would like to extend the invitation out to you.

Would you join us in beseeching God on this people groups behalf? On asking Him to prepare their hearts and to prepare the hearts of the workers He has sent and will send?

The invitation is open. You can join at any point. Even if you find out about this just a few days before April is over. The links above will give you all the information you need. You can follow @Secret_Church via the link above. And the second link will take you directly to the tweet so you can download the prayer guide.

Matthew 28:18-20 NASB
And Jesus came up and spoke to them, saying, "All authority has been given to Me in heaven and on earth. Go therefore and make disciples of all the nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and Son and the Holy Spirit, teaching them to observe all that I commanded you; and lo, I am with you always, even to the end of the age."

How are you answering His command?


It's Friday

And today that means I'm going to participate in Five Question Friday (#5QF on Twitter).

1. How often should adults have birthday parties?
Gee. I honestly don't know. Personally, I prefer to celebrate them in a small way. Cake, maybe a special meal with those closest to you. So at this present time, that would mean me, Ben and Zoë. If my immediate family were here, we'd likely celebrate it with them but not on the day of. Because I reserve the day of for my own family now. That's the way I like it :) And Ben agrees.

2. What was your room decorated like when you were a child?
Honestly, we weren't really allowed to hang stuff on the wall so the walls were bare. Literally. (Well, that is until my sister and I decided since would couldn't make holes we would tape posters up. So, of course, we hung pictures of our favorite boy bands and the like. Your normal middle school girl type stuff.)n However, it was painted a pastel yellow which sort of compensated for the bare walls. I shared a room with my little sister and for a while we shared a bed. BUT, after a couple years of that my parents bought us matching twin size beds and this old timey quilt with a little girl on it. (Matching of course.) Not anything I would pick. But it was a bed. So I'm  not going to complain.
3. Do you have any traditions for Easter? If so, what? And do you have a why behind that?
As of yet, no. Because of finances we haven't done anything for each other. And since Zoë is only a year old, which means she was only a couple weeks old last Easter, we haven't started any with her either. Ben and I were talking about this the other night *cough* I asked this question *cough* and there were a couple of ideas we threw out there.
One, let me say that I would love to continue what my mom did for us with our Easter baskets each year. Easter holds a lot of meaning for me because of my belief in Christ. Though the cross plays a huge part in that belief, without the resurrection, which is what Easter celebrates, the cross is meaningless. That said, my mom always made sure that our baskets tried to somehow convey this very important meaning. To get a better idea of what this can look like, you can hop on over to my sister's blog, A Dollop of My Life, where she wrote a great post on how she did this for my two (almost 3....YAY!) nephews last year.
Second, apparently Ben loves the chocolate bunnies and wants to make sure our kids get one every year. (Of course, we did not buy one for Zoë this year.) I'm talking, that is the only thing related to Easter we have bought/done every years since we've known one another, four years. I have to say I find this hysterical because if you were to ask Ben, who is a history buff, where Easter originated, you would get an approximately 15 minute speech about how 1) he will not tell his children this story until they are older and 2) it's a pagan holiday that was turned Christian in some weird way or another. I don't know. He's told me twice. Point #2 is all that I can remember from what he's told me. It's actually kind of gross and inappropriate so...I'm pretty sure I'm glad I don't remember. And the bunny somehow ties into that. Yet, that choclate bunny. Oh that chocolate bunny. The minute the candy comes out and we're at the store together I hear, "Hey, the chocolate bunnies...You want one?" (aka I want one but don't want to just ask for myself. Ha!)
We also discussed how we think it would be fun to do an Easter Egg hunt. Whether with a group of people or do our own or both, we're not really sure. But Ben said that was something he really enjoyed and would love to do for our kids.
As far as preparing for Easter, because Zoë will be a little older where she will be able to start grasping small bits of an entire concept next year, I'm hoping to find some decently priced resurrection eggs this year. My sister also recommended a couple of books this year and one of them, The Story of Easter by Patricia Pingry, is a board book that I plan on purchasing also.
For now, that's the plan. I'm sure it's apt to be tweaked a little, but the general idea is to keep it Christ-centered.

4. Do you get Good Friday off? If so, any plans?
Umm...for the time being, I get no days off. The hubs helps out some when he's home but that just usually means I'm off somewhere else cleaning or cooking or what not while he's watching the babe. Thus, no plans. It was just a normal day for us.

5. Did you wear hats & white shoes to church on Easter? (Or was that just in the South?)
Well, I am from the South. The deep South. As in you almost can't go much more before you're in the gulf, deep South. And we never wore hats. Maybe because that wasn't something my mom liked. Or our budget just didn't allow for it. Or a little of both. I'm not really sure.
White shoes? Yes ma'am! every year. With white socks if need be.
Will I do this for our children? Probably not. I'm not all in to dressing up for Easter. Nor is it really fitting into our budget. It's just not something I really care about.
And there you have it. If you wanna join in, hop on over to Mama M.'s blog by clicking her lovely 5QF button I posted above. You can paste your link over there!


My Heart Feels Empty

I have this nagging, pestering desire.

Write. Just write.

And yet...


This post may come out a little rough. I'm not even sure where I'm headed with all this.

I just have this compulsion within me to hash it out by feeling the keys of the computer move beneath my fingers. I certainly can't hash it out on my own piano. There isn't one. And so graciously, God has given me these keys to feel move beneath my fingers.

They kind of work. They don't make music. Well, not of the tonal kind, with up and down scales and the ability to resolve or build a well of emotion. But they certainly help me "see" my thoughts. Make sense of the muddled mess that is the wheels supposedly turning trying so hard to turn and work in my head.

Life has been rough in these parts.

This hermit is starting to feel the lonliness of moving to a completely, unknown city. One to be discovered yet one not really desired to be discovered. I prefer the comfort of knowing just a few miles. A corner.

Don't get me wrong. I like Houston. I like that there are so many parks and open fields here. I love that the zoo can always seem new just by watching the animals and seeing  the new babies that have been given life on its grounds. And I have met a handful of wonderful people who I would love to get to know better.

But I'm not in my niche.

And not being in my niche can give me a feeling of restlessness. Along with the feeling that my heart is not full. Which in turn finds me thinking I'm not grateful for all the wonderful blessings that I have.

Because though I am not wealthy by the mere numbers of our finances, I am so wealthy in many, countless other ways.

And yet the emptiness seems so overwhelming at this time. I'm sure it has to do with much going on behind that scenes to which I cannot disclose at this time. Will I ever be able to? I'm unsure. (Please understand I am not trying to hide behind a wall of fake pleasantries and "life is all roses".  However, because of the parties involved and decisions of authority over me I am unable to discuss them publicly at this time.)

The emptiness finds me wanting to give up. (I struggle with depression. I'm sure I always will.)

And yet, God is good.

Oh yes! HE. IS. GOOD!!!

He whispers to my seemingly empty heart, "I love you. Cease striving and know that I am God. Come to me. I know you are weary and heavy-laden. But take my yoke on you. I am gentle. I am humble in heart. My yoke is easy. My burden is light. You. are. not. alone! (Psalm 46:20, Matthew 11:28-30)."


Those words have become a healing salve I am continually applying to my hurting heart. Made me ever so grateful I began this year with a goal to memorize twenty-four scriptures with Beth Moore and all the other Siestas out there. I didn't know just what I would need those words for, but I knew that if I girded myself with them, they would come in handy. Even if life seemed to be all smooth sailing. (Ha! As if it is ever all smooth sailing. This broken world always has some kind of perceived hiccup waiting to greet you and me.)

Life has not been smooth sailing.

And those words, the ones that seemed slightly significant yet really just some great reminder of the God who cares for me have been whispered over. and over. and over again.

Sometimes in the midst of my begging God to just take me home. (Just being honest here. And if I'm really going to be honest, I find myself "seeing" the brokenness of our world and myself and everyone around me - redundant, but I don't care - on a daily basis which leaves me yearning for my true home and begging for it on a pretty consistent basis. Healthy? Maybe a little but truly something I have to keep in check because it can also steal the joy of knowing that He is weaving my story here as long as I have breath. Just sayin'.) Sometimes in the middle of gut wrenching tears over a plethora of situations. Sometimes in the midst of a hard mommy day where I feel ready to throw in the towel and sit and throw a tanrum with my daughter. (Adult like of me, I know.) Sometimes in the middle of a realization just how corrupt I can be and how much help I am in need of to even achieve possibly one good, compassionate, loving task in a day. (Oh the list could go on. Like I said, we're all broken.)

So my heart feels empty.

And yet, I am learning that empty can only mean one thing: if I let God do as He sees fit, He will fill it with that which can never tarnish or be taken from me. That which no detriment of this life or fleating pleasure can find a way to even somewhat cast shadow on.

And to that I say, may I not let the pain of this world hinder me from pursuing Him.

*This post was literally typed out and posted, aside from scanning to ensure proper grammar. And even that might have some errors. If it's rough, it's because it was for my own cathartic needs. I felt like sharing it with you, just as it came to me.*


Have You Ever...

...seen an egg with a double yolk?

I think maybe, just maybe, I had heard of such a thing before, but today I was gifted with the pleasure sadness of cracking such an egg. Call me crazy for possibly shedding a tear or two over the, not one, but two unborn chicks that weren't given a chance to be oh so cute. And I happened to be the one that ate the white of that egg.

Ben asked me if I ate both yolks. I have borderline high cholesterol and was already planning on only eating one of my yolks from two eggs. So this one got pitched. I just found it quite interesting and then started musing about the thought of twin chicks growing in such a tiny space. Amazing the way God creates.

And just for laughs:

Ben said it looks like a yellow butt in this pic. I laughed.

Just sayin'.


A First Birthday Party

This past weekend was full of driving, a birthday celebration, and more driving.

Zoë's first birthday party turned out quite well. I was so glad we decided to make it where all our friends who have babies Zoë's age could come. And I was so grateful my parents graciously opened up their home to allow us to plan for having our friends and Zoë's little friends come.

We kept it small. Four familes, not including our own, plus the grandparents. And though I'm not sure what next year will look like, I do know that what we decided for this year was perfect.

We didn't really get into a theme, but we did keep it centralized to Zoë being the Princess (and boy does she have her princess hand waving down to a tee) and "Sweet". Because I am no photog, I forgot to get a pic of just the decorations, which were quite cute, in my opinion. I also didn't get many great pics. Oh and while I'm talking about capturing the moment, I completely forgot to get video of Zoë's with first birthday cake. *gasp*

So bummed.

Anyway, let me show you the little I did capture:

So this picture is post Bradley grabbing Zoë's hat, letting go, and it popping Zoë on the head. Thus the reaction you see on Katie's face (Bradley's mom and one of my good friends).

Zoë sitting and talking with her friend Liam and his parents, also our good friends, Andrea and Evan.

Zoë taking a look at her shoes from Poppa D and Gigi. I need to take a pic of the shoes to show you guys. My dad picked them out himself. And let me tell you, they are ADORABLE! I was kind of shocked he picked them out. Can't wait until they fit her!!

So I realized that this picture somewhat shows the decorations we used for the party. The hanging cupcake and the shiny, twirly thing hanging down from the ceiling. There were assorted decorations of that nature we hung from the ceiling and on the chandelier. And of course, pink balloons :)

Pic of the kiddos post gift opening. Liam, Zoë and Hannah Grace all doing their own thing. Hannah Grace is my friend Lindsey's little girl (we're sitting on the floor chit chatting in this pic). 

She was NOT happy we put her in that booster seat Daddy wouldn't just hand her the cake with lit candle and all. So she made sure we knew it.

"Gotta test this with the hand first. See what it feels like."

"Gee that's sticky...not so sure about this..."

"This seriously just might be too sticky for me."

"Maybe I should give it a try before I completely give up on it."

"Oh. my. goodness! This pink stuff is delish."

You guys, her thumb stayed like this for several minutes. She ate cake if I gave it to her, but otherwise she could have cared less about the cake and was content sucking the icing off her thumb.

That icing is yummy!

My sweet girl was so tired by the time we gave the cake to her she ended up having a melt down at the end. She pulled a huge glop of icing off the cake and Ben attempted to get her to eat it. She was. not. in. for. that. Thus, the last bit of the cake smashing was full of tears and a frantic mommy trying to wipe her sweet pea down so she could hold her baby.

I felt awful that something that could have been only fun ended so rough. However, I don't think she really remembers that. She still looks longingly at my sweets :)

All in all, it was a great first birthday party. I'm so grateful to be surrounded by wonderful friends and love watching our little ones interact with one another as they begin to show more of their personalities. (There is only 3 months between the oldest and youngest of the babies.) 

It makes me sad knowing they will have grown a lot each time we're able to get together with them. It makes me sad that they won't really grow up getting to play together as I had hoped.

But I'm hopeful that we will be able to build other relationships here with babies who are close in age to Zoë. And that hopefully relationships will blossom out of that for her.

And that about raps this post up. Hope everyone enjoyed their weekend!


Because I Don't Feel Like...

...writing out a post.

So I'm just going to give you a precious picture of my Sweet Pea on her 1 year birthday. I realized I forgot to post her 1 year pics. And I just haven't had the time to go through them. But there was one that I fell in love with, slightly edited, and can't take off my computer background. So I will share with you :)

*As always, please note my copyright at the bottom of the blog. Any pictures I post, unless otherwise noted, are mine.*


Firmoo Online Glasses Store [Review]

So I know I've seen the Firmoo reviews floating around the blogosphere. And secretly, I wanted to try it. I've never been brave enough to try glasses out online because I'm ridiculously hard to find frames that fit my wonderfully oval facial shape (read: long). It just isn't easy.

For those of you who may not have heard about it, Firmoo is an online glasses site. You can purchase non-prescription and prescription glasses and/or sunglasses. And honestly, they have some really cute frames.

So I went through the frames and chose this pair. I went a bit out of my comfort zone in that they aren't as rectangular as I normally get and thought maybe, just maybe I would like the way they fit. They looked really cute online. Even Ben thought they were becoming via the try on tool.

Well, my glasses arrived this past week while I was back in the good ol' BR. Naturally, one of the first things I did once I was going through the mail, was rip open my Firmoo package. I was so excited and somewhat anxious about trying on a pair of glasses I hadn't actually ever set on my physical face.

Unfortunately, as soon as I saw them on myself in the mirror, I realized that I would never want myself seen in public with them on. Funny enough, they actually looked decent on my husband. They just did not look good on me. At least, I don't feel comfortable in them. And the height of the frame was much more than I like and feel looks good on me (read: I think they are too big for my face). Here are a few pictures so you can see them on me (please pardon my hair. It's been some crazy days over in these parts):

So as I look at this picture, I can see how some people may actually be ok wearing these frames. They're a bit "taller" than what I like for glasses.

This is how I would feel inside all the time if I were to wear them out and about. 

Just another to give you an idea of how they looked :)

Overall, my experience was great. I just happened to run into the one problem that has always kept me from an online purchase of glasses: my hard-to-fit face. If you are brave enough to try or you generally don't have trouble finding glasses that work on your face, I would recommend you give Firmoo a shot. They even are running a "First Pair Free Program" where you pick your free pair of glasses, all you have to do is pay for the shipping. Also, I e-mailed their team just to let them know what happened and they gave me a suggestion that I may try if I brave online glasses "fitting" again, and I think will be helpful for those who do want to try and may have a hard-to-fit face: they list the  height and width for every glasses frame so make sure to find a pair that will work with your face. You will likely have to coordinate with your eye doctor for measurments OR measure an old pair of glasses to give you an idea of what you're looking for.

All in all, Firmoo had great customer service and a pleasant (and fun I might add) experience of virtually trying on glasses. Definitely a positive experience overall.

*Disclosure: I was sent a free pair of Firmoo glasses for this review. I was in no other way compensated. All views and opinions, as well as photos, are my own.*


One Year Ago...

...I was given the biggest, unasked for (SURPRISE!) blessing: my daughter, Zoë Grace. (Well, her first birthday was last week, but as we were out of town and we went for her one year check-up today, I'm just getting to this post.)

And honestly, that last sentence renders me speechless.


As in I just am baffled at how quickly time flies by. So cliché. I know. But honestly, it's like instead of looking at a time glass with the sand seemingly slowly seeping down to the bottom as my time here continues to pass, I'm staring at a broken one where the sand comes pouring out. All. too. quickly.

We have a digital frame sitting in our living room full of pictures from our lives over the past two and a half years. Which, of course, means there are plenty of my sweet Zo-Zo bug that I catch glimpses of here and there. Last night, I had a moment where she was staring up at me, talking away, when a picture from her 3 month shoot popped up. I quickly realized that I'm no longer staring at a baby girl, but a little girl who is rapidly leaving behind many baby features. Her face isn't even as round as it used to be. She is growing up before my eyes.

Time evades me. And all I can hope is that I use it wisely to teach and love her, to cherish every moment I am given, to enjoy the blessing that I have been given rather than succumb to complaining about whatever it is I might be able to find to complain about. (Um, that last part makes it sound like I'm a constant complainer, and though I'm not, I still like to remind myself that I always have something to be grateful for even in the difficult situations I face.)

So here is what we've been up to in her last month of her first year:

12 Month Stats
  • Weight: 20 lb 2.5 oz (33rd percentile)   Height: 30" (77th percentile)  Head Circumference: 18.11" (75th percentile) As you can see, you've stayed on the small side for weight and on the larger side for head and height. As Dr. Black told us today, "She is very tall and she has a nice size noggen." :)
  • You are becoming more and more verbal. You know how to properly use "Mama", "Da Da", "Poppa" (You caught him off guard when you were crawling around the house and saying it.), and can almost get out "Paw Paw" but aren't quite there yet. You've said "Gigi" a couple of times but it hasn't quite stuck yet. You change the way you say the "ba" sound for "baby" (sounds like "ba ba"), "ball" (sounds like "baa"), and "that" (you put an upwards intonation on the "a" of "ba") while you hold your hand out towards whatever "that" is. You also try to say "bye bye" when Daddy is leaving or if someone has said it to you. 
  • You sing all. the. time. You love to repeat certain sing songy syllables, too. Currently your favorite is "ah ah ahhhh" with all of them being at mostly the same pitch. You also like to sing "ahhhh" sliding the pitch up.
  • You recently started making yourself look pretty (umm..that's the only thing I know to call it) for people if you like them and want their attention. You will sit yourself facing them, make sweet eyes, point your right arm backwards, and move your hand in a "fancy" manner. Funny enough, you did it for Dr. Black today while we were discussing you :). You were a bit disappointed when he didn't notice.
  • You've started pulling up to your feet, but only at your toy chest. If I pull the drawer out, you love to pull yourself up and peek in. It is the. only. object. that motivates you to do this. I think the reason you generally don't pull up to your feet is because most objects don't require you to in order for you to see on them (i.e. the couch, chairs, etc).
  • You use all the signs we've been working on regularly now. If you start whining for something, I will look at you and ask, "Zoë, how do you ask nicely?" You, generally, stop whining and sign please. It's SO cute! You also loved your yogurt for you birthday last week and were continually signing "more". You couldn't get enough! You also love to tell us when you're "all done" with something. You started signing it today when the Lab Tech came in to take a blood sample. You had already been given your vaccines and realized what he was coming in for once he opened his kit. You were "all done"! We're now working on "yes", "no", and "eat/food".
  • We opened your birthday presents yesterday. At first, you would have nothing to do with any of the other gifts because you love your push popper. However, when Daddy was able to get you to open your baby doll, you immediately dropped the popper, pulled out the doll, and gave her a kiss. Needless to say, I think we could have bought just those two toys and you would have been set for a while.
  • You're clothes size is really hard to determine. You need the slimness of 12 month/12-18month sizes for both pants and tops, but you need 18 months/18-24 months size length for tops. Needless to say, I'm hoping you start walking soon because I bought dresses and bubble suits for you to wear, for the most part, considering it's just a little hard to keep pants on you (yes, even the 12-18 month size falls off cinched as tight as it will go, you skinny baby you!) and your shirts look really baggy at the bottom. :) There is no doubt in my mind (and probably Daddy's, too) that you will end up built like both of us.
  • You now have 8 teeth (that's a lot for a one year old, according to Dr. Black. BTW, kids only have 20 teeth.) and are working on pushing a molar and a tooth next to it through. Tough times :(
  • You handled getting your vaccines like a champ!! You cried as much as I would expect, but the minute I picked you up and held you while you held your lovie, you were golden. You snuggled in my shoulder :) Hate that you were hurt, but loved that you let me comfort you and you just cuddled right up into my shoulder.
  • You've discovered the toilet paper. And yes, the first time, I let you so I could capture some proof. It is now something we always have to watch if you're in the bathroom with us for any reason. Because, well, it's just fun to unroll the entire roll!

Working on your task

 Working on one of your favorite things: shredding any type of paper...


Before I rolled all you'd torn off back on

Proof of the work
  • You also enjoy pulling all of your clothes out of their cabinet. I have found you in your room several times making quick working of flinging everything over your shoulder. Ahhh! And I thought I only had to fold laundry after it'd been cleaned. *sigh*

  • I might have already said this in a previous post, but I think it is worthy or noting (or renoting): you. are. a. ham! You love to get everyone's attention and subsequently love to make silly faces or act silly to see if you can get us to laugh.
  • Though you seem to be a people person, you are slow to warm up. A smile comes quickly, but generally it's only after a few minutes of time has been spent with the person. It comes more quickly if the person has been engaging you. You are even hesitant to wave good-bye to anyone at first. Yet, the minute we turn to leave, you start waving. It's very cute just to watch all the subtle nuances of your personality continually unfolding.
  • Though I haven't seen it happen much, you are beginning to nod and shake your head in response to yes and no questions you know the answer to. Though it makes it difficult when it comes to your will pitted against what I'm asking you to do, it's been a lot of fun actually being able to communicate with you a bit.
Zo-Zo Bug,

One year ago I welcomed you into my life. You were so precious and tiny.

I'm so glad God chose me (and your Daddy) to be blessed with the gift of you. To watch you grow is such an adventure, one I wouldn't trade for the world. You bring light and laughter into our home. Your heart is full of sweetness just beginning to show itself in different ways. It's also full of your own kind of determination which I am quite curious to see how it will develop over time. It is such a joy to call you my daughter, to be your mommy. I hope there are many more years in store for our time together!

I love you more than anything, Zoë!


Happy, Happy Birthday to my Sweet Zoë!

Happy Birthday to my Zoë girl!!

Almost one year ago today (you were born at 5:27 pm -- see here), we were blessed with the gift of your life. Your perfectly pink, alert and searching eyes, lip sucked in during those peaceful moments, yet fully working and communicative lungs life. So, so perfect. Just as you are.

My life changed drastically on this day one year ago. And I wouldn't have it any other way. Because it changed by bringing you into mine. It changed by having someone to laugh with. To see the world anew as you discovered all there is in this great big world. To watch as your personality unfolds daily and see all the vastness that makes you you. And to know that our Creator formed you just that special way.

Ah! Zoë. I don't know what I'd do without you. I never want to imagine life without you. The blessing of your life has changed me and molded me in ways I wouldn't have thought possible. You have stretched me and helped me to see things that I don't know if I would have had you not been.

I thought for certain it would be the other way around. And certainly I know there are parts of life that I am responsible for training and directing you in the way you should go. But much more than that, I have seen how God has used the great blessing of you to mold me more into His likeness. Your life is a gift! One that I am so grateful for!

I hope you see and know just how much you are loved Sugar B. I hope you grow up understanding that you are unique and special,  a beautiful one-of-a-kind masterpiece!

You make my world sing! Happy Birthday, Zoë!

I love you!!


SSMT #5 (and #6)

I kind of can't believe that we're already on verse 5, which I also know doesn't sound like that much, but to me, that's a big deal. I think the last time I had memorized this much scripture in so short a time was when I was part of an AWANA program as a middle schooler. (Hmm...I'm not so proud of that considering I think it's a very important part of a relationship with God.)

Anyway, the verses I chose for this go round will actually be for the entire month. Why? Because I really felt I should do all of them, but I also felt I wasn't supposed to cram all 3 (two are quite short and I count as one verse, though they sandwich the longer verse :]) in a two week time period.

And because we're only 4 days into this wonderfully, sneaky month (read: my baby girl turns ONE YEAR OLD next week. NO FREAKIN' WAY!), I haven't gleaned anything profoundly deep from them yet. But the longer I chew and meditate and converse about them, the more my mind and spirit are learning from them.

*sweet sigh*

And so I give you the verses I will be meditating for the month of March:

Matthew 11:28-30 NASB
"Come to me, all who are weary and heavy-laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For My yoke is easy and My burden is light." - Jesus

SSMT 2013
Verse 1 & Link to Join In!
Verse 2
Verse 3
Verse 4