Disclaimer

This blog contains my thoughts and ideas. Often I will be writing about the Bible and I wish it to be known that when I do I will be interpreting it as I see it. I hope that everyone who reads this will check the Bible out for themselves and not take what I say as the correct interpretation. I am only human and make mistakes like anyone else. Only the Holy Spirit is capable of leading a person to to the truth of what the Bible means. For each of us must have an individual relationship with each member of the trinity and work out our own salvation with fear and trembling.

Philippians 2:11-13 (King James Version)
11 And that every tongue should confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father
12 Wherefore, my beloved, as ye have always obeyed, not as in my presence only, but now much more in my absence, work out your own salvation with fear and trembling.
13 For it is God which worketh in you both to will and to do of his good pleasure.

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

The Age of Accountablity


There have been many times in my life when someone has asked the question of when does a person reach the age of accountablity. I believe that it is a process really that occurs over a period of time.

The Bible tells us in James 4:17 Therefore to him that knoweth to do good, and doeth it not, to him it is sin.

Children begin to learn at a very young age that certain actions are right or wrong. And they learn that performing wrong actions lead to consequences of an unwelcome nature. They learn that by avoiding those actions they do not have to endure those consequences which make them unhappy. As they grow older, if they are trained properly, they learn that there will always be choices to be made in their lives concerning right and wrong. And they learn that wrong choices are known as sin and will effect them not only in this life but will effect where they spend eternity.

There is however, the question of those who are never taught that their choices here on this earth will effect their destination after this life, what happens to them? Are they held accountable for what they did not know? I believe that they are still responsible for what choices they make on this earth. They still know the difference between right and wrong and must live accordingly or face the consequences of their choices. But what of those who may never have heard of the risen Christ? I, too, wonder if they will be given some opportunity to accept Him as their personal Lord and Savior before they are condemned for eternity? There must be millions upon millions of people who left this world without ever knowing of his existence. Surely they will be given a chance to know the one who gave his life for their salvation.

I am so grateful that I was born when and where I was so that I grew up hearing about our Lord. I cannot imagine a life where He is not a part of it. I cannot imagine a life where learning about Him is forbidden. Yet there are all too many who live that very life even today. We who have been blessed with this priveledge have tended to take it for granted. We have His word readily available but how often do we take it up and read it? We are allowed to worship Him any time and just about anyplace but how often do we actually do so? And we have stood by and allowed others to begin to take these priveledges away from not only us but from future generations. We have become complacent.

I hope that those of you who read this have a fire lit in your heart. I hope that you begin to feel a burning desire to read your Bible, study it, go to church and worship our Lord, sing songs of praise and worship to Him in your homes, in your cars, in your place of employment while you work. I hope and pray that the Holy Spirit brings light into your life so that you see ways where you can start making a difference for yourself, for your family, for your church, for the world.

Have a blessed and wonderful day and come back and visit real soon.

Monday, February 22, 2010

Death


Death comes to visit all too often here at the nursing home. It came again Saturday Night. A former pastor was taken home to his Lord and Master. He joined his wife who left this earth just this past year. His pain and suffering has finally ended and he is at peace. He will be sorely missed here on earth by many but I am sure that many were waiting with arms open wide to welcome him home.

Just a little while ago one of the employees here came to me and asked me why I had a DNR on file. A DNR is a Do Not Resuscitate order. In other words, no one is to take steps to bring me back to life if I should pass away. This employee was curious as to my reason because of my age. I am only 52 years old and they felt that I had the ability to live many more years. But no one can say in what condition a person will be if they are brought back from the dead. No one can guarantee that such a person will not be permanently damaged either physically or mentally where their quality of life would be greatly reduced if not non-existent.

But even that is not my complete reason for having a DNR. The Bible says in Hebrews 9:27 "And as it is appointed unto men once to die, but after this the judgment:". I interpret this to mean that we each have a time that God has set for our physical death and when that time comes for me I don't wish for any man to hinder God's will for me. It is true that Christ brought many back from the dead, and if it is His will, He is quiet capable of doing so again. He does it on a regular basis each and every day. But it is His choice to do so, not man's. I trust in Him to do the same for me if He wishes for me to live. There have been many times in my life where I could have perished but I did not. Christ is in control and will continue to be.

I am ready to go when it is my time. When my appointment time comes around I am prepared to make my journey home. It is my prayer that my friends and loved ones are also prepared for their appointed times. For no one knows when that time will come for them. We are not promised another day, or even another hour. We, like the ten virgins of Matthew 25, must be prepared. Those who are not will not enter in to the glory that awaits those who are prepared. Are you ready?

I hope that you have a wonderful and blessed day. Come and visit again real soon.

Tuesday, February 16, 2010

The Mathmatics And Degrees of Sin

After re-reading and posting my last post from almost 2 years ago I got to thinking about some things and one thing that has kept running through my mind is the way people have of hanging on to sinful lifestyles and their reasons for doing so. The one incident that keeps coming back to me is one person's telling me that their sin isn't mentioned in the Bible but X amount of times while another sin, similar to theirs, was mentioned Y amount of times, with Y being many times the amount of X.

This friend of mine and I had agreed early in our relationship that we would disagree and that I would not "preach" at them. I have long since learned that there are those folks that one must leave to the Lord to deal with. All one can do is pray for them and be there, doing one's best to set a good Christian example. My Bible teaches me that I am to "love my neighbor as myself" Matthew 22:39. It doesn't give any qualifications here. It doesn't say to love them if they are Christian's, if they are of the right social standing, if they live in the right neighborhood, if they wear the right kind of clothes, if they drive the right kind of car, if they are the right color, if they meet your standards whatever they might be. It simply says to love them, whoever they are, as you love yourself. John 13:34 A new commandment I give unto you, That ye love one another; as I have loved you, that ye also love one another

So, sinner or saint, we are to show love and compassion for our fellow man. But how are we to help them to see the error of their ways? One of the hardest things, I believe, for the unsaved to understand is the difference between their sins and the sins that they see Christian people commit on a daily basis.

WHAT?!?!?!?!?!?!?!? Surely I jest?!?!?!?!?!?! Christian people commit sin, no way?!?!?!?!?!?!

If you are a Christian and you don't think that you sin then you need to re-evaluate your life and your salvation. Even the Apostle Paul speaks of doing things he didn't want to do and not doing the things that he wanted to do. Romans 7:15 As long as we live on this earth we will continue to sin. The difference between the saved and the unsaved are two-fold. First, the penalty for the saved person's sins have been covered by the Lord Jesus Christ. In reality, so has the sins of the unsaved person, they just haven't accepted it yet. It is like Christ paid the bail to set them free from prison all they have to do is sign on the dotted line and turn their life over to him and they haven't. Secondly, once this is done, the saved person turns over a new leaf and makes a concerted effort to do better. They stop living the way they did before, stop doing the things they did before, they stop allowing sin to reign in their lives and when they do sin they ask forgiveness for doing so. Christ in their lives changes them. Their whole outlook changes.

If you say you are a Christian and your life hasn't changed then something is very wrong. You cannot accept Christ into you life and NOT have major alterations in your lifestyle. If you are still living the way you did before, doing the same things you did before, going to the same places, etc., etc., then your conversion was not real. You need to get back on your knees, get with another Christian, get into your Bible, dig deeply into your heart and mind and see where things went wrong.

And as for what sins are listed how many times in the Bible. I can assure you that it doesn't matter. If it is a sin, it is a sin. If it is listed in the Bible 1 time as a sin, it is a sin and it will get you sent to the deepest, darkest depths of hell just as surely as one that is listed 1000 times. And while we are on the subject, to the best of my knowledge there are no degrees of sin either. You may of heard of a "little white lie" sometime or other in your life but I can tell you that no such thing exists any more than the abominable snowman does. There is no white lies, or grey lies, or black lies. There are no little sins or medium sized sins or big sins. There are no levels in hell. As far as I know there is only one unforgivable sin and that is blaspheming the Holy Spirit. Matthew 12:31 Wherefore I say unto you, All manner of sin and blasphemy shall be forgiven unto men: but the blasphemy against the Holy Ghost shall not be forgiven unto men. All the rest are equal in God's eyes.

So I guess that the best way for we Christian's to go about it is to be honest with ourselves and with others. We need to stop going around with "holier than thou" attitudes and try harder to let folks see that we aren't better, just forgiven. I hope that you have a wonderful and blessed day. See you soon.

Monday, February 15, 2010

We Are Not All His Children

Although I wrote this back in 2008 it is still relevant today and I wanted to share it with you all here on my new blog. I hope that it helps someone.

Have you ever gotten to a point in your thought process where you wonder how you got there and, tracing your way, step by step, you go back through to find where you started? That is what happened to me as I lay, trying to go to sleep last night. And having gone back over that thought process, I decided that I wanted to get it down and find some way to share what I had deduced in my wonderings.

It all began with something someone had said to me recently, don’t ask me why that particular statement came to mind as I did not get past it in my trace backwards. The comment was something like "We are all God’s children". Being a music lover from a young age that one comment brought to mind an old song, I believe it was by Ray Stevens, that contained this particular phrase. It went something like this:

"You know we’re all God’s children,
His next of Kin."

Suddenly the thought struck me that, NO, WE ARE NOT ALL HIS CHILDREN. We are all His creation, but not all of us are His children. For John 1:12 tells us, "But as many as received him, to them gave he the right to become children of God, even to them that believe on his name:". And that Him that was received and in whose name they believed upon was none other than Jesus Christ, the only begotten son of God.

But what was it about this man that must be received by one in order to be given the right to become the child of God? And why must one believe upon His name? This then became the direction that my thoughts took me.

I realized that many had argued that God is not a respecter of persons, quoting the Bible itself in order to muddy the waters and make what is plain, unclear. But as usual, these folks have taken only what they wish and left the rest for the very next verse changes the entire perspective of the first. Acts 10:34-35 "And Peter opened his mouth and said, Of a truth I perceive that God is no respecter of persons: but in every nation he that feareth him, and worketh righteousness, is acceptable to him."

It is true that God is not a respecter of persons, in that He does not "see" race, gender, social standing and what have you. Galatians 3:28 "There can be neither Jew nor Greek, there can be neither bond nor free, there can be no male and female; for ye all are one man in Christ Jesus." But, as this verse points out, there is one thing that He does see, Christ.

As Easter has just passed us by my thoughts then turned to this man called Christ. I began to think of what His death on the cross meant to me and millions of other Christians throughout the world, throughout the ages. I thought about the price that He paid, the ransom, for my soul.

My mind wandered around thinking about all the different gimmicks that man has come up with to make folks believe that they can "do it themselves". Get into Heaven that is. But no one could say enough prayers or chant enough chants even if they did so 10, 20 even 30 times a day every day of their lives to every so-called saint there is. They could not do enough good deeds were they to be reincarnated and lived100, 200, 300 lives. They could not give enough though they had 1000, 2000, 3000 times the wealth of King Solomon himself, the wealthiest man to ever live, its said.

For we are told in Romans 6:23 "For the wages of sin is death; but the free gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus our Lord." The price for the removal of the stain of sin from our souls is death, not just the physical death of our bodies but the eternal death of separation from God, our creator.

BUT WAIT A MINUTE! WHAT WAS THAT I JUST THOUGHT? I CAN’T BELIEVE THAT I NEVER REALIZED THIS BEFORE! LET ME THINK THIS THROUGH!

How many times in my life have I thought about how much of a man Jesus was? How many times have I told men that I have known that it was all right to cry because Jesus cried and if He wasn’t a man then no one was? How many times have I pointed out to some man that Jesus wept over the condition of mankind yet not one word is mentioned of His having made a sound throughout the entire time that He was being tortured and killed? Not a peep from Him despite the horribly cruel physical torment He endured.

So much emphasis is place on this physical death that Christ died for the sins of mankind. For the blood He shed that covers the stain of sin in our lives and washes us clean. And I am not in any way attempting to minimize the importance of that death and that shed blood.

But there was that one time that Jesus did cry out, in anguish, wasn’t there? How dreadful the pain must have been to make Him do so. I cannot begin to imagine a pain more intense than that which He had already suffered and yet, here it is, for it was enough finally to make this man of men cry out.

Consider that God is so holy that He cannot look upon sin. And that on the cross of Calvary, Jesus Christ bore the sins of all mankind. For the first time ever, the link between God the Father and God the Son was broken. And the pain of that separation was greater even than the physical pain that Christ had already endured. So painful in fact that He cried out at the immensity of it. This was the spiritual death, the separation from God. Jesus Christ paid that price as well, for those who would accept Him and His gift of love. This was the real, true sacrifice. This was the ultimate price that He paid for us. Not the physical death that is emphasized so much. Not the shedding of the blood. But the separation of the Son from the Father.

That cry from the cross?

Matthew 27:46 And about the ninth hour Jesus cried with a loud voice, saying, Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani? that is to say, My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?

It does not bear thinking of how horrible this pain will be, when suffered for eternity by those who refuse Him.

How grateful I am to be one of God’s children.

Are you?

March 30, 2008

Sunday, February 14, 2010

I Am From




I am from Dublin Dr. Pepper made with real pure cane sugar and K & N Root Beer straight from the tap into a heavy, glass frosted mug.

I am from the prickly pear cactus, mesquite trees with sticky-sweet yellow beans that the horses love to eat in the summer and goat-head stickers that torment bare feet.

I am from blonde hair and blue eyes, from Smith, Barrington, Redman, Mallett, Culpepper and Bell.

From "you'll never amount to anything" and "why can't you be as good at this or that as one or another older sister."

I am from "do as I say and not as I do" and "I am the voice of God to you on this earth."

I'm from Scandinavian conquerors, French explorers, Irish sharecroppers and Native Warriors. From cowboy boots, Levi's jeans, and western hats. I am from migrant working, cotton picking, cattle ranching and oil wells. I am from "eat what is placed in front of you or go to bed hungry."

I am from hip-huggers, bell-bottoms, sandals, long hair, flower-power, free love and drugs.

I am from hiding in the closet to avoid my abusers, hiding in my mind to avoid my abuse and then my memories. I am from hiding in the bottle to avoid my pain. I am from standing on the rock, known as God Almighty, to conquer my enemies, for He is my firm foundation.

I am from Kentucky Bluegrass, Country and Western, Rock and Roll and Motown. I am from Gospel, Christian, Hymns, Praise and Worship and just shouting Hallelujahs!

I am the melting pot of America personified. I am a redeemed child of God.

This was a contest assignmet given by Chrysalis just before Valentines 2010. Although I was too late for the contest I wanted to do the assignment anyway.

Saturday, February 13, 2010

Logic or Once the Kids Are Grown You Can't Be A Parent Anymore


I don't know about you but, if you have grown children, have you ever noticed how every once in a while, you get fired from your position as a parent? Sometimes these periods last for a few weeks and others they last for years. Times when you are no longer considered worthy of your childrens time for any reason. Seasons when they don't write, call, visit, won't even return your calls or e-mails or if you happen to catch them on the phone they refuse to talk to you. You have become a persona non grata to them and the grandchildren are withheld from you because you have done the unthinkable. You have parented your grown child.

The problem is, I guess, that once a child becomes an adult the parent is supposed to stop caring about what happens to them. We are supposed to stop worrying about what is going on in their lives and in the lives of the children that they bring into the world. We are not supposed to care about how, where or with whom they live. We are to simply accept any and everything that they do that they shouldn't be doing or that they don't do that they should be doing and never say a word, one way or the other. We are never supposed to give our opinion, speak up with a word of advice, and never, never, never admonish them.

Another thing a parent mustn't do is help their children in any way other than financially. One can dole out money by the handful's but one must never dare to purchase things themselves because it is certain to be wrong: the wrong size, the wrong color, the wrong brand, from the wrong store, the wrong flavor, etc. Also, one may not ever go to the child's house and DO anything. If you cook, clean, do laundry, anything, it is an insult to the child, their spouse or someone. It doesn't matter if the thing hasn't been done in 10 years you will be in the wrong for doing it for them because they were "just fixin' to do that!!!!!", they "don't need your help taking care of their own "whatever"(you fill in the blank)!!!!!!" and you will be blamed for "trying to take control of everything!!!!!!".

It is also useless to try and get your kids to learn from your mistakes or to learn from the experiences that you have had. For some reason they are incapable of understanding that you have been there before them and garnered a little wisdom through the years. They can't seem to grasp the fact that you raised them and they are still alive and so you must know a little bit about it. Granted you are not perfect and that they also know full well. But you did the best you could considering you weren't given a "how-to" manual for any of it.

If your kids are grown then you, like me, did it back in the days before PMS, PTSD and all those other acronyms came along that folks use nowadays for excuses not to be good parents or worse. Perhaps you were a single mom or an unwed mom and it certainly wasn't easy back then nor is it now but we also, for the biggest part, didn't run and abort our babies back then either.

What I guess I am trying to say is that parents of grown children have lived a totally different life from that which our adult children are living and those children perhaps need to take a walk in our shoes and see try to see things from our perspective. This goes for their spouses as well. They maybe should try to realize that their "logic" of "well, you didn't listen to your parents either" is not really logical at all. Just because I was stubborn and bull-headed before you and walked off of a cliff doesn't mean that you should walk off of the cliff behind me.

One other thing that these adult children need to realize is that it won't be long before they literally have to step into our shoes and be the parents of their own grown children. They are themselves paving the path that we paved before them and will all too soon be, once more, where we currently are. It is not too late for them to turn the tide and change things, perhaps forever, for future generations by actually learning from their parents mistakes, not repeating them, and setting an example for children to follow from this time forward.

Seems I have drifted off to dream land now. Guess I'd better wake up from my little nap now and get to work on something constructive. Hope you all have a wonderful day. Come back to visit soon.

Nursing Homes And Progress

I suppose that I should tell you all a little bit about myself. I currently live in a nursing home, have done so for a little less than 6 months. And, for the foreseeable future, I do not anticipate any changes.

Growing up I used to go with my mother to visit folks at various nursing homes and I always hated it. They seemed like such awful places and the people in them seemed so hopeless. Fortunately, much has changed over the years.

Unfortunately, one thing that does not seem to have changed much is the fact that so many of the folks in nursing homes seem to have been brought to them and just abandoned by their families. So few have visitors on a regular basis, say daily or weekly. A few more have visitors perhaps once every month or so. But for the majority no visitors ever cross the thresholds.

Another of the blessings of the modern day nursing home is the fact that the attitude of staff has changed dramatically. It used to be that those who worked in these facilities were discouraged from getting attached to the residents. This is no longer the case. The staff here where I live are the sweetest and most compassionate folks I have ever had the fortune of knowing. Many of the younger ones call me mom and others call me sis or sister. The love between the staff and many of the residents is so evident here that it is more like a family than it is a business.

During the week I spend the majority of my day in the office of the Business Manager, helping her with the daily work that keeps this place going. I do such things as running copies, sending faxes, deliverng paperwork to various other personnel in the building which frees her time for more important work. It is truly a blessing to me as it enables me to once more be a useful and productive individual to the degree that I am capable. Sometimes other staff have little things that I can do to help them as well. You will never know how wonderful it is to have things to fill your time until you have spent a lot of time with nothing to do. And knowing that even these little things are so greatly appreciated, well, you just can't imagine how uplifting that can be. If you have ever been a parent, raised children, then you might have an inkling of what I mean because children never seem to appreciate what a parent does for them until they are grown and sometimes not even then.

Of an evening and on weekends is when I do my arts and crafts and internet things. Now there is another thing that is truly a blessing. I remember growing up and watching TV (black and white back then) and marveling at the things that were shown on the science fiction shows. Now some of the things that we thought so amazing back then are common, even getting outdated. The computer is one thing that has sprung up in my lifetime that is just miraculous to me. It has enabled me to the get back in touch with friends I haven't seen or heard from for 25-30 years. Marvelous!!! Just in the past couple of weeks I have reconnected with 4 people I have been disconnected from for over 25 years and another 2 people I lost track of about 8 years ago.

So many changes in so many things, including me. I am or have gotten old. But life contiues and progress is being made each and every day to make that life better for us all. I hope that you have a wonderful, blessed day. Come back to visit again soon.

Friday, February 12, 2010

Another Poem By Me


What Color Is God?

All my life I've heard the arguments
from so-called Christians everywhere,
About what nationality God is
and which He loves the best.
How one person thinks their better
than the one standing by their side,
But I have to tell His children
that we're all the Saviors bride.

He's the yellow of the noon sunshine,
He's the blackness of the night.
He's the green of the all shady trees
And the bright, shining stars of white
He's the rich, dark brown of the farmers'soil.
He's the soft blue of the sky above.
He's the deep, blood red that Jesus shed
Just to prove the Fathers' love.

Gender, color, age and rich or poor
it doesn't matter to our Lord.
Denomination, education and politics
we are all the same.
Salvation to one and all He offered
when His Son died on that cross.
We're all one big happy family
by the power of Jesus name.

He's the yellow of the noon sunshine,
He's the blackness of the night.
He's the green of the all shady trees
And the bright, shining stars of white
He's the rich, dark brown of the farmers'soil.
He's the soft blue of the sky above.
He's all the colors of the rainbow
And He wants to spread His love.

© Cecilia Redman 2006

Thursday, February 11, 2010

Crocheted Dishcloth

I love to do arts and crafts and one of the things that I have been doing most of my life is crocheting. Lately I have been making a lot of crocheted dishcloths.

These are really great and beat store bought dishcloths hands down. They are generally made of 4 ply, worsted weight, 100% cotton thread. This is a fairly heavy thread and makes a thick, work-horse of a dishcloth. Being made of 100% cotton means that it dries very quickly so that you don't run into the problem of souring that you generally do with store bought dishcloths or with them getting that slimyness that comes from cloths that sit around wet. Also, many crocheted dishcloths are made with patterns that give them a texture that afford them extra scrubbing power. Last, but certainly not least, is the fact that they make great gifts or items to sell at bazaars, craft shows, etc.

One of my favorites is the following pattern which I found here: http://www.elmore-pisgah.com/ladder_stitch_crocheted_dishcloth.htmbut which I found I had to make some changes to in order to make a larger dishcloth which was what a friend of mine wanted.

I, too, use Peaches and Creme thread and have found that if I want to make a lot of dishcloths it is better to purchase the 14 oz cones. They have a wide variety of solid and variegated threads to choose from. You can even order direct from the company by going here:http://peaches-creme.com/products1.htm
So, I hope that you enjoy this pattern. Happy crocheting!

Ladder Stitch Crocheted Dishcloth


Materials:
1 ball Peaches and Crème
G/6- 4.25 MM crochet hook -or the size you are comfortable with- the pattern looks best when the stitches are a bit tight.
Stitches used:
Ch- chain
SC- single crochet
DC- double crochet
Pattern:
pattern stitch can be worked over any multiple of 3 stitches + 2 starting chain
Foundation:
Chain 47, SC in second chain from hook, and in each chain across, Ch 1, turn (46 SC)
Row 1) *SC in first stitch, CH 2 (skip the 2 stitches beneath the Ch 2), SC in next stitch* to end, Ch 1 turn
Row 2) *SC in first stitch, working behind the Ch space, DC into stitch below, twice, SC in next SC* to end, chain 1 turn
repeat these 2 rows until cloth is nearly square.
End with a row of SC., and hide ends


Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Poem By Me



I Met A Man

I met a man
In whose loving eyes I’ve seen
A reflection
Of a new and wondrous thing
A royal beauty
Cherished, worthy and desired
A blessed daughter
Treasured, Valued and admired
An honored vessel
Chosen, renewed and sanctified
Attired in virtue
To become one as the bride
Oh, the glory
That engulfs me ever since
I’ve been favored
Belonging to this stately prince
Under his shelter
Daily I am safely dwelling
In his wisdom
Forward he my minds impelling
May I ever
Lie within his warm embrace
And be worthy
To seek out his lovely face.


October 30, 2006
© Cecilia D. Redman 2006

Introduction

Hello, and welcome to my new blog. Although I am new here I am not new to blogging as I have had blogs on other sites. It is my goal here to make some new friends, perhaps run into some old ones, share with those who happen by to read my blog and to learn new things from those who share their thoughts with others here as well. But most of all I hope to have some fun.

I am a Christian mother, grandmother, crafter, gardner, poet, lover of nature . . . I guess you could call me a Jack of all trades and master of none. Or would that be a Jane of all trades? I never did get up on all that women's lib or politacally correct stuff. At any rate, I am just a plain old country girl, emphasis on the old.

So drop on by when you can, bring along a cold drink or a cup of coffee and sit a spell. We will see what we can find to chat about, maybe trade some recipes or patterns for crochet, talk about what we have learned in life or what we think we have learned, how we feel about things, how we perceive things to be. We may not always agree with one another, but that is alright, we can agree to disagree and still be friends. We can still try to look at things from one another's perspective and broaden our outlook on life.

So, until we can get together again, may God richly bless you and keep you safely in His care.