Greetings friends far and near. I want to acknowledge each one of you, and thank you for viewing, what I share here at Words Like Honey. I hope your day has been peaceful and full of joy filled conversations…
Let us draw near with a sincere heart in full assurance of faith, having our hearts sprinkled to cleanse us from guilty conscience and our bodies washed with pure water. Let us hold resolutely to to the hope we profess, for He who promised is faithful, And let us consider how to spur one another on to love and good deeds. Hebrews 10: 22-24
Yesterday, while I was working, I noticed that as I walked on the linoleum, a clip-clopping sound came from one shoe. I didn’t bother to investigate and ended up trying to tip toe when I walked, because it was noisy. Weeks ago, the bottom part of one of the heels came off, most likely due to the fact, that I wear them often. It was not until I got home, that I discovered that the cap had come off, and I was bummed out. They are worn and comfy and the stitching around them is still in tact. I park at a certain location at work, and I figured that it could have come off either in the parking lot, or perhaps while I was crossing the street. This morning while at church a young woman sat near me. I noticed her very nice looking black boots and mentioned that to her. I shared my little saga about my favorite shoes and told her that my hubby the all purpose repair man, had gorilla glued one of the heels, but that the cap had come off once again. I thought that I was going to have to retire the shoes. Lo and behold, when I got home after church, the repair man showed me my shoes. He found the missing part near the neighborhood mailboxes. I was amazed… and so happy. When the glue is dry, they will be good to go for hopefully many more miles. The point of this short story is the fact that my husband found the missing cap. It is my belief that God, is a very personal Father. There are no details in our lives, that He is unaware of, because nothing is hidden from His view. He often surprises us, with simple little gifts that are sometimes mind-boggling. He reveals His love in this manner, and it tells me that He is thinking of me.
May your days be Merry and Bright and sprinkled with lots of Love and Peace..
At the time of our arrival in Sweet Home, I had noticed a few of these. I will call them, oversized greeting cards. I thought they were sweet, but I was not aware, that there were many, more, throughout the community. A few days ago, I stopped at the Chamber of Commerce. They are selling handmade items, and I was given a bit more information about them. I think I overheard that there are over ninety of these painted cards/signs. No matter the amount, they are all impressive, but, I will have to get my information correct. Last night we drove around and of course I took pictures of them. They are all painted by local artists. My interest in art has increased, since I have come to know some of the ladies, from our local senior center painting group. I will begin to share, some, of what I am seeing. This adventure began a few days ago.. in the rain..
How lovely are your branches
For a few days we had the presence of guests from California. My husband’s delightful daughter, Lesley and her hubby Travis. I tried to not have my camera in their faces to often, but one cannot help it, when you are just so fun to photograph.My posts will most likely revolve around our visit with them. It was short but very sweet. We ate well, hiked a bit, ate well again and then toured an old historical house in Salem, Or. More photos to come.
We took them to Silver Falls State Park and we enjoyed every step of the way. I am still processing the past few days. I tend to savor the moments and let it all slowly sink in. I guess because I am non working, I can do that. A soon to be New Year is staring us in the face and I am pondering on that as well. Thank you to all that have responded with Christmas wishes.. My hope is to start 2015 with new inspiration and new enthusiasm.