Abba's Girl

How can it be March 1st already??? It's cold and raining today, but spring is about to burst on the scene. Our plum trees are blooming. Azaleas should bloom soon and then Texas will be bathed in wildflowers...our beloved bluebonnets are just around the corner. The 2010 Winter Olympics have come to a close, the rodeo is about to begin and time marches on from one season to another. (I am not so much a summer person but I know my sisters up north are really ready for winter to close and soooo ready for spring and summer.) I chose another verse from Psalm 119 as my memory verse: Your word, O LORD, is eternal; it stands firm in the heavens. We are so fortunate to have God's Word at our disposal. In America, we can buy a Bible at the grocery store, we can attend Bible study, we can freely attend church. Let us be thankful for this and never take it for granted. Leave me a comment with your memory verses. I love knowing which verses you are hiding in your heart. Stay in the W...

I have been battling an upper respiratory infection for almost a week, it has drained my energy in a big way. At least the Olympics are on now, I would rather watch them (though I slept through the men's ice skating) than most of the drivel offered on TV. I stayed in bed from 2:00pm Friday through 8:00am today. So much work poured in this morning, it's like it was before the economy tanked. Please join me in praising the Lord for this and also pray for me to completely shake this thing. Thanks and Love, Annette

Can anyone else identify with Numbers 11:10 Moses heard the whining, all those families whining in front of their tents. God's anger blazed up. Moses saw that things were in a bad way. 11 -15 Moses said to God, "Why are you treating me this way? What did I ever do to you to deserve this ? Did I conceive them? Was I their mother? So why dump the responsibility of this people on me? Why tell me to carry them around like a nursing mother, carry them all the way to the land you promised to their ancestors? Where am I supposed to get meat for all these people who are whining to me, 'Give us meat; we want meat.' I can't do this by myself—it's too much, all these people. If this is how you intend to treat me, do me a favor and kill me . I've seen enough; I've had enough. Let me out of here." If you've experienced similar emotions at one time or another, was it caused by family (spouse, a 2 year old, teens, a MOTHER IN LAW) or coworkers/boss? Sometim...

This time of year takes me down memory lane to hand made Valentines cards - doilies were key to most of my endeavors along with red and white construction paper and crayons. Occasionally I would be quite artistic - really stretch as an artist and use light pink paper, white doilies and a magenta crayon. I would also address a little Valentine card for each member of my class and place them in the individually hand decorated white lunch bags at the back of the classroom. Each year my father bought my mother a card and chocolates, he bought me a card and a box of Red Hots. (I'm allergic to chocolate, but eat it anyway.) I looked forward to the little hearts stamped with Be Mine, etc. I loved the way the hearts looked but didn't really care for the taste. As I grew older, I expected the flame of the moment to buy me a card and maybe spring for a meal at the Pizza Hut or Sonic. I met my husband in 1981, I had higher expectations by then jewelry was nice as were roses and a ni...