I have dragged my bucket of painting supplies back up from the depths of the basement. It may be wishful thinking, but perhaps I shall find my self immersed in a project or two. Maybe I'll finish an old project... or two. Maybe my dear sister will find her way to my house and paint with me some day... Wouldn't that be fun?
I am a work in the hands of the Master Potter. I pray that His fingerprints are all over me as I walk through this life. This is my journey. Thank you, Jesus, for not giving up on me.
I am mom to seven beautiful grown ups and grandma to seven beautiful grandchildren, and tender of a shrinking "flower garden."