..towel on a chair in the sand by the sea..


So much has happened. I have not been writing. But doing other things that are so important….mommy things…things that are hard. Those details are for another time. When it’s not so fresh and painful.

But not today.

Traditions. Our family has lots of them and they make things special. Set apart. I love that these times are only between us. Mother’s Day beach trip. One of my favorite times of the year. We’ve been going since my seventeen year old was about four. Getting four plus days with my family all to myself. No agenda. Just time.
I can’t wait.

One thing I can tell you about my past month is that we have sold our home in the country and are moving to the city!!!!!!
Can I get an Amen? God is faithful. His hand has touched the whole thing…every detail. And His timing is perfect.
More about that later.

What has God been doing in your life for the past two months? I’ve missed you. Catch me up!

Angela

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Spring…where art thou?

I love all seasons. For a time, I love the heat of the summer, and the way it feels warm on my face. How I love to watch my kids swim in the pool, jump off the diving board. Splash. And truth be told, I love how my skin turns more golden in the summertime. Not too much, though. I’ve got enough wrinkles already.

And I love the relief of autumn. How it cools things down and breezes come more often than before. The vibrant color of the trees are a sweet reminder of my Lord showing off for me. Autumn means trips to the mountains, family time in one of our favorite places on earth, and taking curves on the Blue Ridge parkway. It’s a time when we’re reminded to be thankful.

Then the coldness of winter comes. And if we’re lucky, a couple of good snowfalls will cover the land… the kind that let us linger at home together for a few consecutive days. Snowball fights, snow angels, hot chocolate. Scarves. Cute hats.
Slowing down seems to happen more often in the winter. The promise of the baby born in a manger and the labor of love gets warm and cozy in our hearts. We savor every second of it.


But after being chilled to the bone for a time, watching my breath every time I step outside,
I am always more than ready for Spring.
“…do not dwell on the past. See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it?
I am making a way in the wilderness and streams in the wasteland.” Isaiah 43:18-19

Angela

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