Writings

AS I continue to run, I turn away, I hide my face, I am ashamed. I do not want God to know that once again I have failed. Please leave me alone, I cry. I want nothing to do with you anymore. He is there - but not in my face. When I turn the radio on, even on secular; he is there. When I pick Zaid up from school he is there; he speaks through a teacher. I am in awe. I continue to see a Christian friend that I do not see very often. I know that EVERYTHING HAS to be given to God; not just part. I don't want to. Today-I can do this, God can do this-only if I give up myself to him. I read about children of the light. I ask for forgiveness. I give my heart, Tuesday, January 30-Peace comes to me. I pray ferverntly for a personal relationship with Jesus Christ.

(This was written a few months back. I shall never forget this time.)

Kites

We flew our kite at the park on Sunday, April 1, 2007. It flew so high!! Zaid did not like for it to fly so high, he wanted it lower.

Skylight

I love looking into the sky and

seeing the beauty of our world. This is what I

saw one spring day two weeks ago.

Pioneer Life

In the third grade, our teacher would read to us from the Little House on the Prairie Books, I fell in love with them at once and begged for the set for Christmas. I would buy individual books, thinking I was not going to get the set. I would read them, over and over again. I did get the set for Christmas. When I was 14 or so my Daddy took a detour from our vacation, and we visited Laura Ingalls Wilder's home in Mansfield, Missouri. I took so many pictures.......it intriques me.

I guess that is why now, after watching a couple of the installments of the movies based on books by Janette Oke (while I was at my Mom's house, they had a 5 night of the Love Series), I keep going to the library looking for the movies that I did not get to watch all of the way through.

I wonder what pioneer life would have been like? I like to think that I would have liked it. :-)

I am thankful to my third grade teacher for opening up the door, to a love of books.
At one point, I had read every book inside my house!!! (When I was younger, and had much more time on my hands.)

Gorgeous Spring

We are going to the park a lot now that spring is here. It is so nice just to let Zaid run and play and we swing and we seem to always see a friend or make a new friend. Spring is my favorite season of the year. The world that God created for us comes alive with beauty and splendor that can only be described as indescribable.