Forgive Me.

As I reflect on 2012 I wouldn't want it to end without asking forgiveness from all who I've hurt in any way this year.



All my Love,
Angie

2012 A Year in Pictures

It started in January Fun w/ Ally & Stacey

In February I turned "50"

We celebrated in San Diego area w/ Bouchards.

The last night of my "40's."

Golfing in California.

Golfing w/ Sweetie & Sue

My Really Surprised 50th Party! 

In March-Hosted Triplets Shower w/ Kimberly for Caroline

May- North Carolina for John's Graduation

Happy Graduate

Celebrating John's Graduation.

Meghan & Michael Home for one of many weddings!

Wish I would have used this for Christmas Party but humble John wouldn't let me!

Lincoln on the search for one.

April- Huatulco w/ John and Linc

Memorial Day in Harbor Springs w/ Mom Baylis

June- Hosted Jenny's Wedding Shower w/ Mary & Pam

July- Road Trip Maine & Vermont

Road Trip started in Niagra Falls

July closed on "Fish Cottage"

Breaking in the cottage w/ Stacey

One of my favorite Summer Pictures John/Chris/Christopher

Fun out at the Lake w/ Gang!

Love this one w/ Joe/Jake/Naze

Bragging that I got up on one ski at Age 50.. :)

Fall Colors on Lobdell Lake

Alex & Linc Fall Clean-Up.

Too small of a Thanksgiving Gathering John/Bekka/Meghan

Lincoln and his mom in Harbor Springs for Memorial Day Weekend

Thanksgiving Day "I Heart NY Run" to raise money for Sandy (per Meghan!)

I wish I had my camera with me at all times!

...to be continued.

We. Are. Truly. Blessed! 

Smiles

How could you not smile looking at my sweet daughter?

I'm up bright and early. After last night's pity-party I couldn't wait to get back on here to let the www know that all is good in my soul. The tears were healing and I believe quite healthy. I can see why some people get tempted by junk food, drugs and alcohol during the holidays to numb the pain and loneliness they are experiencing.  I had one evening alone when my husband was out to dinner with his closest friends and my mind went crazy. I may have taken two baths. Please don't judge me! ;) My nephew works for a company that delivers alcohol and this is his busiest time of year. Go figure. If you are reading this, please join me right now in praying for those who are sad for any reason.

I'm so excited that Meghan is coming home tonight! I'm hoping all goes smoothly for her. It can be challenging to say the least, getting out of New York, especially if the weather isn't completely perfect. I don't take it for granted that although my kids have both lived out of state since college, they have always made it a priority to be home for every single one of the holidays! I am fully aware that it could change at any given moment when they get married, so I'm going to cherish our time together now!! 

Meghan & Michael 

Merry Christmas, everyone! Go make some good memories! 

I'm trying, sis

I have so much to be Thankful for this evening...

-moving trucks heading north with my son and his belongings

-text messages that force me to look for ways He loves me 

-airplanes heading west, carrying daughters home for the holidays tomorrow

-brunch with my girlfriends and making memories

-success with making my very own quiche all from scratch

-that I didn't freak out as badly this time

-dinners with girlfriends in town for the holidays

-family recipes shared by my cousins (milk toast & meat pies)
-little gifts from co-workers

-that when a friend is burdened by something my heart is broken too (sort of thankful)

-finding special notes in my deceased family members' handwriting

-jeans that are especially comfortable today

-Josh's phone message explaining why he and his family can't be here for Christmas

-money for Christmas gifts

-that we have a nice home to host Christmas

-people who lovingly mentor my children

-early morning coffee with John

-chili

-Christmas card photos
-there are a zillion more things I should be listing but I'm paralyzed...

I totally believe being thankful has many, many benefits.  It's so hard though, when what you want to do is anything but be thankful. I don't know what it is about the holidays. Thanksgiving was hard. There were only 6 of us around our dining room table. We will sit around that same table in less than a week. We will have a few more people, but I've learned that it isn't just about having a lot of people, but the right people. 

I was looking for a song to post and wouldn't you just know it; I found this one ("Go Rest High On That Mountain" by Vince Gill).  Sometimes I feel like I'm "supposed" to have it all together.  I thought I was almost done grieving, but the more I try to stuff my feelings, the more difficult I am to live with; trust me on this one! 

Thank You God, for counting our tears and giving us comfort through music.  I'm so very thankful. I found comfort at the end of this video tonight. I'll never forget singing this with those few of us left behind, gathered around my brother that night.  I guess what I really just needed was a good cry.

Kudos

When I just saw this somewhere else I decided that since it's Thursday I better open my eyes this evening.

I went to my sister's house this afternoon. I had to drive right by the house where my brother lived his last days and needless to say, I was flooded by memories. In a strange way I miss those days where my family bonded like glue through it all. I'm thankful for all of the miracles God showed us during that time.

On a totally different note, I'm thankful for quality vs quantity of good friends. It's taken me a long time to get there, but I totally believe in it now.

This next one might sound strange. Driving alone today made me reflect and consider how grateful I am for thank-you notes that don't adequately meet my expectations. It's probably just a matter of my being old-fashioned, but I don't have a lot of patience for thank-you notes written by email or text message. I'm a big fan of snail mail. This week I received one from someone and I was surprised by my reaction. It got me thinking. Is that it? After all I did? Haha. I took it even farther. I thought about the fact that I've also been waiting years and years for someone to tell me they are truly sorry for something they did to me. Although it appears everything all worked out for the good, all these years later, it didn't really according to the book of Angie.  Have I been waiting for them to be on their death bed to tell me? I think so! But what if they don't? What if they don't? That's when it hit me that God is enough. He is all I need. Are you waiting to hear, "thank you for a job well done" or the words, "I. Am. Really. Sorry"? What if I told you that you may never hear those words while you are on this earth? It's taken me all these years to finally become grateful that I haven't. If you are anything like me, don't go putting people on a pedestal; they are only human and they will disappoint you! Could you imagine never expecting to hear, "thank you" or "I'm sorry" again? I want to stop because you know what? God knows the story. Trust me, He knows... and He cares!

"Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for human masters," (Col 3:23)

Jesus said, "Father, forgive them, for they do not know what they are doing..." (Luke 23:34)

“His master replied, ‘Well done, good and faithful servant! You have been faithful with a few things; I will put you in charge of many things. Come and share your master’s happiness!" (Matthew 25:23)

His Word is amazing!

there's a new kid on my fridge

Anyone who knows me well knows I don't like clutter, especially on my refrigerator. My sister is shaking her head in agreement right now as she reads this because she knows it's true. If you go to her house you will find hers filled with a lot of different stuff. I am pretty sure it's a control thing. When my purse or house is out of control I feel out of control. All this to say, I will only put something on my fridge if it's super important to me.

I'm only telling you about this because it's a part of my story for this year. I print my blog at the end of the year and I definitely want to remember this date. I'm not sharing it with you because I want any kind of credit, so don't even go there.

My sister and I went to Grand Rapids last Thursday to see, The Story Tour. To say I enjoyed it more than her is an understatement. Satan could have gotten ahold of me as a result, but once again God proved Himself to be much bigger. I think God orchestrated that meeting for several reasons, but most importantly for me to meet this little 11 year-old boy named Jean. My husband and I had talked about sponsoring a child and when I saw the tables with the many packets with all of those kids faces on it, The Holy Spirit made me choose one immediately. I'm not completely sure how we found Jean, but his cute face (Linc loves how he has his top button done!), his birth year (the year Linc and I got married), the fact that his name might mean John in English and I could pronounce his last name were just a few of the reasons. Also, I think Naze picked his packet up first and I wanted to let her be a part of it.

You wouldn't believe how Satan has been trying to sneak in here to steal my Joy about it. I could list several ways, but I don't want to give any thought or energy to such evilness. For a mere $35.00 per month we get to add another family member? Why did we wait so long?! I pray God invades this little guy's life through us. My Christmas gift is the new kid on my fridge and I look forward to getting to know him.

ALL Praise and Glory go to the One who made this possible.
Smiles,
xoxo

p.s. Listen to the song that brought me to tears so many times when my son John was born: "The Greatest Discovery" by Elton John. I remember it like it was yesterday.

"They have made for you a friend...
This is your brand new brother."

loss

If you happen to stop by my blog will you please stop what you are doing and pray for my dear friend and her family?  They are in the midst of the worst storm of their lives.  Sue's 17 year old nephew took his life the other day.  

Another friend went through the very same thing a few months ago with her 22 year old son. 

My heart breaks for these families. I cannot fathom anything worse and I can't get them out of my mind.  As a mother of a son trying to find his way, it's easy to put myself in their shoes.  I wish I could do something to take away their pain.  Since only God can give them comfort, I beg you to pray with me that they cling to The Healer. 

Thanks so much,

xo

"I Heart NY" Turkey Trot

I will spend today focusing on all of the many blessings God gave us this year. This morning I'm most grateful that my daughter who is home visiting from New York decided to host a Turkey Trot through Clarkston to raise money for Hurricane Sandy victims. We usually run the Turkey Trot through Detroit to raise money for the parade. I couldn't be more proud that she listened when The Holy Spirit prompted her to think of others!

Overflowing with Gratitude,

... our house too!

Her smile & passion is contagious

When it all comes down to it, being a dental hygienist doesn't really save lives. Studies show that the bacteria in periodontal pockets can travel through the blood stream and cause problems, but honestly, for the most part it is not a matter of life or death if one chooses to have their teeth cleaned or not. But after practicing dental hygiene for well over 25 years I learned something new the day before yesterday.

I took a drive to the other side of the state to visit my sister-in-law who has had more than her share of health issues. Just one week after the 10 year Golden Anniversary of beating breast cancer she learned that it had returned as a result of the chemo and radiation. In our short time together that evening, I learned more about her than I had in all of the years I'd known her. She told me how important it is to have nice teeth at this stage of the game. She said that when your health is failing and you've lost everything, having a nice smile with healthy white teeth and beautifully manicured nails are the most important. She was totally serious! 

Connie is one of the sweetest people I know. If you didn't know better (and see how weak and unsteady she is) you would think she felt like a million bucks. She told me that her attitude is the ONLY thing she can control, so she is making the choice to be happy. She told me how she was asked by a nurse to talk with another patient who was struggling and that that patient died soon afterwards.

I thought I was going over there to check out her bleeding gums (caused by flossing too much~really?) but as it turns out, it was for my good. She wanted to talk with me about gene testing. She got great big tears in her eyes when she said that it's okay that she has had all of the health problems, but it would NOT be okay if it were her boys or her grandchildren. It was through those tears that I saw a glimpse of the extent of her agony at the core. It was also through those tears that I saw the deep love for her children that only a mother could comprehend. She feels strongly that if I learned that I was positive for the cancer gene I could get more frequent tests and they might be able to catch it early. It would also help her family if I knew if I had the gene. I hadn't thought about it that way. I was against the whole idea because after all, if I had it, I would deal with it. I didn't want to give any energy to it unless the time came. 

Connie is on some very heavy blood thinners that caused a tiny cut from a piece of dental floss to continue bleeding for days. The doctors told her that if she were to fall and hit her head it would be, "Game Over." I am so grateful and honored that she called me to come to the rescue. 

God is teaching me lessons every single day! I'm super glad He called me to be a dental hygienist. Please pray for this sweet woman who has Blessed my life.

Thanks, Goose!

One might ask: Angie, why do you still blog? Why not just journal or get a diary instead? Are you writing to get some unmet needs filled? Are you looking for approval from total strangers or from family members you could just as easily pick up the phone to call or better yet, go grab lunch and have a proper visit face to face? Do you think anyone really cares what you have to say, especially 950 posts later? Aren't you just taking up space in the "cloud" that could be used for something better?

Just so you know, I ask myself the very same questions and I really have no idea.  

All I can come up with is that I blog so I'll remember. And if what I write blesses just one person, that's reason enough for me to share what's on my heart. That one person is you, my little sister. Thanks, Goose for encouraging me once again... from several miles away.  

So you ask what's going on? 

Mom was right when she said that no matter how old our kids are, we will always worry about them. God is working overtime in the life of one of my kids. I heard someone say that it's best to get down on your knees before God breaks your legs. I've never believed it more than I do today. Don't get me wrong, I don't believe God punishes, but I do believe He allows certain things to happen for His purposes as part of His perfect plan. I'd give anything to have him fall to his knees and surrender his life.  I'm not sure how to pray for him. It reminds me of when Dad was in his last days. I didn't know if I should pray for God to perform a miracle or for Him to just take him. I felt sort of guilty asking God to take him. I had the same conflict going on in Dave's last days. I so wanted him out of pain, but that meant he would be gone from our lives. It was pretty obvious that a miracle was out of the question. 

My child needs a lesson in humility. If he gets what he wants right away, he will think he did it, instead of knowing it was only by God's grace. I want him to trust God more than I want him to get what he wants.  There, I said it. It is so hard to watch him struggle. It feels like I'm watching him learn to tie his shoes for the first time. I so want to just do it for him, but this time I can't. I can see why parents protect their kids and want to "save" them, especially when I have a friend who is trying to heal from something I cannot fathom. She's the one whose son committed suicide. How do we know if they can survive the pressure? I guess that's my real question. Do I trust God with my son? I have no other choice but to trust Him, but it's hard. 

Let's pray for our kids, okay? 

I'll see you soon!
  

serving

"For who is greater, the one who is at the table or the one who serves? Is it not the one who is at the table? But I am among you as the One who serves. You are those who have stood by me in my trials." (Luke 22:27-28)

I've been reading about The Last Supper these past few days. This morning when I read these words it felt like the first time I heard them. I was thinking about being one of the chosen few invited to dinner that night. I  couldn't help but think about my own dining room table and how insecure I feel about entertaining. I am a lot more comfortable and relaxed meeting with friends and family at a restaurant (where we are all served- and way too critical much of the time) or at their house. Plain and simple, I love to be served more than to serve others.

We were invited to some friends' house for dinner tonight. I was just thinking about this couple. We've been friends for many, many years and have shared many meals with them. I've mostly enjoyed those times at home, sitting around their table. Until just this minute I didn't realize how much they seem to really "get it" and how they so willingly humble themselves by serving others (washing their feet so to speak).

I also can't help but think about my mother-in-law, who is in her mid eighties. At every family gathering she continues to serve her adult children and grandchildren instead of letting them serve her. I am inspired by Marie, and the many people in my life who live by Christ's example.

How fitting that it is November first, the month of Thanksgiving. I want to be intentional about serving others this month and welcoming them into our home (even if it isn't perfect). So many have stood by me in my trials and it's time for me to start showing them my appreciation.

One Word on this Wednesday...Patience

"Therefore, as God's chosen people, holy and dearly loved, clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness and patience." (Col 3:12)

I'm praying for Patience as we wait upon the Lord, and especially for those...

-waiting for NYC to get back to normal; patience, patience, PATIENCE in the meantime.
-needing guidance and direction while searching for jobs.
-who have less than perfect test results and are waiting to see what will come next.
-needing a miracle in their marriage and endurance for those supporting them in the meantime.
-praying for their loved-ones who haven't completely trusted God with their lives.
-moms who feel helpless and concerned.

Please feel free to add your prayers to mine. I'd be honored to pray for you and yours!

I will remember...

"I will remember the deeds of the LORD;
yes, I will remember your miracles of long ago." Psalm 77:11

"The LORD is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer; my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge. He is my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold." Psalm 18:2

Yesterday I had cider and donuts (again!) with my niece before dropping her off at the airport. I justified it by wanting  to remind her of the little things that make Fall in Michigan so inviting and remind her of "home."  My plan didn't make it all better for her (or me!). I had too many donuts. I was reminded of a few things. First of all, too many donuts are not good for me. They are full of sugar and God knows how sugar is the enemy for me since it is so addictive. Don't you just love the kind covered with cinnamon and sugar, especially when they are still hot? I don't know how some people can eat just one. Donuts do not make me feel better. The whole emotional eating thing is crazy. Why I would think donuts are comfort is crazy. I know God is the only one who can give us comfort. This morning (a little late) I remembered that if I fill myself with junk, there isn't room for the good things. Also, if I fill my thoughts and time with anything other than God, there isn't room for Him. God knows I need Him more today than I did yesterday.



I know I've posted this song many times before, but this morning it's worth hearing again. He always makes me glad.

Music is for healing... :)

This will be my first pick for our music therapy session tonight. If you can't join us, please pray for our time together!

So much Love,
Angie

For My Precious Niece- Magg

"Trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways submit to him, and he will make your paths straight." (Prov 3:5-6)

Lord, although Maggie doesn't understand, help her to trust you to show her where to go from here.  Give her wisdom and please surround her with only Godly people.

"Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid or terrified because of them, for the LORD your God goes with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you." (Deuteronomy 31:6)

Lord, stay close to Maggie and hold her so tightly that there is no room for anything other than Your love. Remind her that You will never, ever leave her.

"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." (Jer 29:11)

Lord, I trust your plan is best. Help her to keep believing You know exactly what You are doing. One day this will all make sense.

"And we know that God causes all things to work together for good to those who love God, to those who are called according to His purpose." (Romans8:28)

Lord, Your Will, not hers. She loves you and I pray her faith grows deeper through this very difficult season.



Love That Will Not Let Me Go


In this weary world chasing after dreams just led me back
where I started
I couldn't see my way, or find a hiding place for the
broken-hearted

You spoke softly to my soul, with one touch I was made whole
(Now I know that) there is a love that will not let me go
I can face tomorrow because You hold me forever
Stronger than the mighty winds that blow, I'm safe within
Your arms
Love that will not let me go

Lord You always knew the road that I would take
But then You saved me just in time
And what I owe to You I could not repay so I pledge You
my whole life
Never trusted love before but I won't be afraid anymore.

by Steve Camp

Dear Lord, When I was at my sister, Vic's bedside right before she went home to be with You, I promised her I would do what I could to be there for her children. I'm so thankful that when I don't have the words to give her comfort, you do. Thank You for Your Word.  

So much love,

Aunt Annie 

xoxo

It's time... Scripture Verse #1 2012

"a time to tear and a time to mend,
a time to be silent and a time to speak,"
~Ecc 3:7


Finding my Scripture memory verse was just as challenging the last time I made the commitment. Thank goodness I start work late on Mondays or I wouldn't have had time to find the right one that will give me Peace in the middle of the night.

I'm thinking about so much that has been torn apart in my own life. Some people's lives are in the midst of the tearing apart and some are in the midst of mending. For me I feel I'm on the other side and things are mending. I'm thinking about scars that only God can heal from the inside out and in His perfect timing.

I still have more to say on this blog but have been in silent mode lately. I totally believe there is a time for everything and I'm grateful when He gives me wisdom to keep my mouth shut at times. One thing I know for sure is that I am a mess when I'm not in His Word.  If you have never tried memorizing Scripture you will learn that if I can do it, anybody can! The hard part for me is just finding the verse.

Have a great Monday!

Why I am going to memorize Scripture again.

Sunday

Friday morning I was on my elliptical machine listening to a message. I wanted to take notes, but didn't want to stop my workout so I went into my fancy "notes" application on my phone. I was texting quickly and was going to write "Lord" but instead my fingers hit "Lies." Stop right now and look at the keyboard on your phone. See what happens if your fingers are just a little off? It's scary!

As I laid in bed early this morning trying to decide if or where I should go to church today I was full of indecision. (That's a crazy thought in itself!) Anyway, I made a cup of coffee and decided to put my face in the book of Luke instead of another kind of book on my computer. I read about End Times. To be honest, I never really think a lot about it. I have always thought I would die and go to Heaven and that would be the end of it. It was just a matter of how I die. Will it be cancer, heart disease, car accident? I had never considered the fact that it could be just an ordinary day when He comes back to take us with Him. What I read this morning scared me. I am seeing what was written in those words happening in front of my eyes. I'm so concerned. You know as well as I do that families are falling apart and people are betraying each other all the time. So many of us are so lonely in our own homes. Husbands and wives aren't on the same team; they aren't "leaving" their parents and making their own families together! Parents are encouraging this behavior! Couples all around the world are sitting in the same room in front of their own laptop computer instead of relating with each other. We are all interconnected but lonelier than ever. Families are scattering and moving away from each other without even saying goodbye. People divorce without giving it a second thought because they "deserve to be happy." Kids don't get to be with both of their parents!  Unfortunately I know of worse things I can't even share on this post. Christians are scaring me more than non-Christians. We don't know who to trust!

Satan is laughing and I'm getting mad. I learned a long time ago that anger and hurt are the same thing and that hurt people hurt people. I'm praying today for all of those who are hurting. I'm also praying that they trust God in this crazy world. This isn't Heaven, but I believe Him when He says He's coming back to make all things new. I'm hoping it's sooner than later.

If you'll excuse me, I'm getting off of here to go make my husband breakfast!
Have an amazing Sunday! I pray whoever reads this post stops what they are doing and looks at their loved ones like they are looking at the face of Jesus. Let it start with me.

xoxo

a true gift

We were at the wedding of one of our closest friends' daughter last night. We had such a nice time! It was an outdoor wedding in a very beautiful setting.  Our other friend officiated the wedding so it was real nice. The father-of-the-bride used his toast as an opportunity to invite God to the wedding. It was a prayer for his daughter and her new husband. It was awesome how he brought in what really matters to him!

I had a conversation with another friend during dinner. He is newly retired. We were talking about what he wants to do in this next stage of life and about the fact that as we get older we start thinking more about our passions and our legacy. What do we care about most? How do we want to be remembered? Why are we here anyway?

Somehow we started talking about Faith. He said he is so grateful that he has been given the gift of Faith. I was surprised that after all of this time I didn't really, really, really in the depth of my soul think of it as a gift. I told him I didn't consider it a gift, but a choice. He corrected me immediately. He said there are many people who wish they had it, but don't. Right off the top of my head I thought of a few people close to me who have told me they wish they could, but don't. Usually I quickly go to a place (Forgive me, Lord, but almost judging them --> when I should have been praying for them!) where I think to myself that they will; One day God will give them reason to trust Him and surrender their life to Him because they cannot get through _____  on their own. They will have to fall to their knees one day.

I've been thinking about it all day. I spent so much time researching on my computer as if I was just diagnosed with something I knew nothing about. I was searching for knowledge. I thank God that so many of the sites I clicked on had Bible verses (I had read many times before!), proving that Faith isn't a choice, but a gift. And I have been taking it for granted my whole life!! I also learned it's best to find wisdom from His Word. I wish I would have gone there first!

Today I went from confusion to clear understanding to confusion and back to understanding again. I know Satan is the author of confusion and God is...

"Let us fix our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy set before him endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God." Hebrews 12:2. 

Getting back to my legacy: Above all, I want all to know that I am rooted in Faith, confidently trusting God with every part of my life and I pray I inspire you to do the same.

"May it please the court..."

Since it happens to be Thursday...

I'm very thankful that I was able to visit my daughter in New York a couple of weeks ago. It was especially nice that we had her apartment to ourselves. I loved just spending time together and cooking some meals on Sunday with Van Morrison playing in the background and a nice candle burning.

Then last weekend I was able to fly to North Carolina to watch my son get sworn into the Bar Association. I'm very grateful for having had the opportunity to hear his sponsor say, "May it please the court...  I'm pleased to introduce John and recommend his admission to the bar."  I loved our intimate celebration with just the two of us afterwards. Oh, and I helped him move again. This is hopefully not his last move. The house is in his price-range, but he is not going to be living in the manner to which he is accustomed. We are hoping it is short-term. :)

I'm grateful for having quality time with my sister and her family. It was short and sweet, but totally worth it. They are so loving and supportive of us. I wish everyone had people in their lives who are as loving and caring as them.

I have been making it a point to learn as much as I can about my family's health history. It was quite scary when I had to fill out a form asking me to list my family members who have had health concerns. I had to list every one of my family members (dead and alive). It was enough to stop me in my tracks and make the choice to be smarter.  I'm very very grateful for my health! I just need to eliminate sugar from my diet, eat organic meats and cheese, cut down on my cheese consumption (2x weekly?!) and get back into yoga.  If I make those simple changes I should be okay! Did you know that everyone has cancer cells and they feed on sugar? Oh, and wine has a ton of sugar in it! ;)

When the approximately 400 people were sworn in, the sponsors all began by looking straight in the judge's eyes each time and said, "May it please the court, your honor..."  I couldn't help think about this song by Matt Redman, Better is One Day.

"Better is one day in Your courts... Than thousands elsewhere."  Isn't that the truth!! 

May my life and yours Please the Only One who matters!

In His Love,

A.