Yearbook Yourself

I was blog hopping again and found myself at Life's Small Treasures

....that is where I found this! Yearbook Yourself

I love playing with paint.net and photo shop, so you can imagine

my thrill to run across it.

It takes your photo and makes yearbook pictures from various years.

I did myself first....the pictures were hilarious. Well.....they were until I got to 1974 (the year I was born!)

As you will see below, it looks just like me now! Now either they had really

great taste in hairstyles....or I need to update my look. ;o}

Next, I did my dear hubby.....

(he will want to chop me in throat for sure when he sees this post)

No matter what year, he's still a hunk to me!

Here are some of my favorites.







Let me know if you try this...I would love to see your yearbook pictures!

Spiritual Gifts

On Sunday Nights Bro. Jeremy (my dear hubby) has been teaching about

spiritual gifts. As you can see on Mindy's blog, it has our curiosity up as to

just exactly what our gifts are. If you are curious too, you can

find the test here. I have taken this test before,

but just for fun.... I thought I'd take it again.

Here are my four highest scores:

• Discernment - 14
• Faith - 16
• Helps/Serving/Ministering - 18
• Mercy - 18
  

As usual, mercy is at the top....my husband says I am a sucker for a sob story. I think he's just jealous because mercy is one of his lowest scores!

Adam's Heart

I just received some pictures of Adam.

For those of you who don't know, Adam is my cousin......he is in the Marines and was

injured while serving in Afghanistan.

The details?.......well, you can find some of them here.

For those of you who do know, and have had to listen to me ramble on about him for the last few months....I thought I would put a face with the rambling......

Please continue to pray for him!

This is a picture of Adam receiving his Purple Heart.

I am so proud of you Adam!

~Excuses~

Children can be so funny, especially when they are trying to

be just the opposite.

Children's Church sometimes lasts a little longer than expected, and to

keep the kids occupied we play games....like

hang man, Bible Pictionary, etc.

During a game of Bible Pictionary this past Sunday.....I noticed that two

little girls had disappeared under the pew. I called them by name

and asked them to please sit back in their seats.

One of the girls, age 7, came up to me and proceeded to tell me why she must stay under the pew.

She told me that she had been to the doctor

and he told her that she was to stay out of the light as much as possible.

Of'course I knew better. On one hand I knew that she was simply trying to get out of doing what she was told..... on the other, I couldn't help but laugh at her coming up with such a clever excuse. :o}

I have been thinking about her excuse all week.

What was so utterly ridiculous to me...made complete sense to her.

Do my excuses sound that ridiculous to God?

....but God, I had too much to do.....

....but God, I didn't have any extra money this week...

....but God, I was sooo tired....

....but God, I was scared....

......but God, you know I worked all week....

....but

.....but

....but

....but God, If you only knew what I had to put up with.....

God could have given a million excuses instead of sending

His Son to die for me......

...but He didn't....

LUUUUCY!

I was sitting in the office Saturday thinking,'Hmmm, what should I post about today?'

I decided to put a load of clothes in the washer while I was thinking. I realized that Kayla's suitcase was in the truck from where she had stayed with her Grammy and I ran out to get it. I opened the truck door....it is one of those that opens up......you know, the ones that have those little air springs on the side that will

help keep the door up......well.....ours wasn't working. If you needed anything out of the back,

you had to manage to hold the extremely heavy ;o} door up while managing to pull whatever

you were wanting out of the back. That didn't go very well.

As you can see here:

I was trying to hold the door up with one arm, and pull the suitcase out with the other....my hand slipped! Down came the door and the windshield shattered. Luckily, I only managed to get a few cat like scratches on my arm....but they sure do hurt!

My neighbor, Mrs. Debbie rescued me with her shop vac...it would have taken forever to get all of that glass up without it. So, there you have it. Another one of my 'Lucy' moments to add to the incredibly long and ever growing list.