So, if you have followed me even for a bit, you might know that I really love music. Seriously love. I guess it started when I was really little. My dad played guitar and sang in his own band. I know. Awesome, right?
Whenever you are a parent, it seems like you are constantly on the battlefield of raising kids.
Setting a bed time and sticking to it. “No, we don’t have dessert every night.”
“You need to put your phone with mine to charge at night.” “I don’t care if so and so is doing it, you aren’t.”
Well, that sure went fast. 18 years of life, learning, and love at Norfolk Christian Schools and now, our youngest daughter has graduated and will be on to a new chapter.
April 26, 2017
So my next faith blog post is not scheduled to go up until early May. But, God has spoken straight to my heart and I just needed to share it with you today. Read More
Now I lay me down to sleep.
I pray the Lord my soul to keep.
Watch me safely through the night.
And wake me with the morning light.
I remember those words so clearly. It was the nighttime prayer that we said with our girls for many, many years. Of course our girls, to this very day, could probably tell you verbatim what they spoke next– “I’m special. I’m a Winner. Jesus loves me.”
Oh he does, he does.
Well, I did it! After a 3 month hiatus because of holidays, travel, and just cold weather, I completed my 3 mile run yesterday and in the time that I was hoping for. Not fast by any means, but at least steady.
It’s a cold March morning here in Virginia and I am listening to music. I love music! Love it! I really love all genres of music. So, have you ever heard that song “Come to the Altar” by Elevation Worship? “Come to the Altar” is such a blessing to me each and every time I hear it. What does that mean though? Come to the Altar? Which altar? I don’t have an altar, or so we think.