Are there weeds in your heart?

Are there weeds in your heart?

Are there weeds in your heart?

  Every spring as soon as the weather is tolerable, my husband gets out the gardening tools from the backyard shed. It’s gardening time! Time to pull up the weeds and prune the dead branches and shrubs left over from the harsh winter months.  Then it is time to till the soil and mulch the garden beds before adding new annuals and even a few perennials. I find this process both tedious and tiresome and I have to admit I am more of a spectator than I am an active participant.  Gardening just isn’t one of my strengths nor is it one

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Celebrate your marriage 

Celebrate your marriage 

I have much to celebrate but among all the wonderful blessings God has bestowed on me, the one I’m most thrilled about right now is to be able to celebrate 23 years of marriage to my best friend!! My better half, however, is visiting his family several hundred miles away as family and friends come together to celebrate his parents’ 50th wedding anniversary. One important fact you need to know before I continue is that my husband and I share the same wedding date as his parents. I remember the stunned look on his face and the tears in his eyes

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Finding treasures in hardship

Finding treasures in hardship

We are on our way to a mini family vacation out of town and it is stop and go traffic on our major highway. With hubby at the wheel and the kids half asleep in the back, I decided to get caught up on my devotions. I’m not a morning person, so it was much easier burying my face in a book than carrying on a conversation. This way if I had to zone out periodically I wouldn’t offend any one. I’ve just started a new devotional plan “Grief bites” from YouVersion and as I read, these words jumped out

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It matters where our focus is

It matters where our focus is

It was going to be a beautiful spring day. I could tell by the golden rays playing peek-a-boo through the tiny crack in my drapes. I noticed it but I wasn’t feeling it. Lying there I was tempted to pull the sheets over my head and steal another hour tucked under the covers but I resisted the temptation and instead, half-heartedly threw my legs over the side of the bed. To be honest with you, despite the brightness of the morning, I was feeling rather drab. My spirit was weary even though the night had been restful. And neither the

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