Farm markets and antique shops. I love them. Though I rarely make a purchase, I love looking. My friend Deborah and I were out to Hurd Orchards last October and found a few treasures lurking about. An old tractor graced the back lawn,, rusty and forlorn, yet undeniably attractive. One of the outbuildings held treasures of another kind. An old stove, rusty pie pans, lanterns, and forgotten shutters. Child sized chairs hung from the rafters, and several old steamer trunks waited in a corner. Treasures from days gone by.
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 ten beautiful grandchildren.