It just might possibly be S P R I N G…with all it’s crazy up and down weather and wild winds and the blessed appearance of daffodils and tulips and pansies…sigh… .gotta love it! Last Sunday night our church had a Hymnsocope which is a fancy word for we all got together and sang some…
It all started with squares…and wanting to sit with a group of ladies I don’t normally get to see who knit them. Walking through the church lobby one night I saw them knitting and chatting…gray heads and red heads and blonde heads…spinning yarn with their hands and their stories… and I wanted in. So…
Last week I told a little story from my 2nd and 3rd grade year and I hesitate taking you further down memory lane…but this is what keeps coming to me to share so here we go. I am a person who loves stability, and God moved our family just one more time after third grade….