Wednesday, August 7, 2013
As Summer Comes to a Close . . .
As our summer quickly comes to a close, this is a good time to reflect on the Lord's blessings throughout this season. I can say this has been one of the busiest summers ever--for all of us. All of our children (teenagers, but still our "children"), thanks to His provision through our Church and a precious and loving family friend, were able to attend life-changing music camps. These camps built their self-confidence and strengthened their love for the Lord. They are still singing and playing the songs they learned. They made friends which I believe will always be with them. DD and DS1 went to a camp where they learned to read (and sing!) shape notes. DS2 had the time of his life at a GBC music camp, and he won a scholarship for the College this year! He gained self-confidence and poise. I am so proud of each of them and so very grateful for the opportunities they had. They are all excited about next year's camps!
We had a great time at Bible School. I am always amazed at how much our little Congregation can do--but there again, it is the Lord's Provision. Everyone works together out of love for Him and for each other. I can't tell you how much I love these dear Saints of the Lord.
There 's much to still do in the way of schoolwork for Fall and housework, but I did get some significant tasks accomplished (not on my own, I can assure you). I am most happy with getting the boys' room really sorted through and cleaned so that they can better keep it clean in the busy back-to-school days to come. Our closet is 90% cleaned and organized. I had a lap desk that had ripped and millions of little white dots were everywhere. I thought I would never get them gone, but they are now! I went through so many clothes that we have had since before we were married. I had a ton of flannel nightgowns from when we lived in Missouri. They were old and soft and still comfy and they now how new, loving homes.
I have not accomplished much on the crafting front,and I had really hope to, but these things are waiting for me to return to shortly.
I will turn 51 on Friday, and am so grateful for the paths that the Lord has taken me down. He has never left me. He will never leave us; His Word promises us that. May you rest in that sweet assurance this day.
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