I always pick up pennies.....

I really do! And a friend passed on this explanation
in an email forward that makes
picking up a penny VERY significant!

If I trust in God, the name of God is holy, even on a coin. Whenever I find a coin I see that inscription. It is written on every single United States coin, but we never seem to notice it! God drops a message right in front of me telling me to trust Him. Who am I to pass it by? When I see a coin, I pray, I stop to see if my trust IS in God at that moment. I pick the coin up as a response to God; that I do trust in Him.. For a short time, at least, I cherish it as if it were gold. I think it is God's way of starting a conversation with me. How blessed I am that God is patient and pennies are plentiful!

Mary

A dear friend is gone. She suffered bravely, trustingly, and much too long. Her table where we gathered for Bible study will be long remembered. Her example of grace throughout major changes in life will continue to speak. Her love of family - sons, daughters, grandchildren and "greats"- carried her far. Their love for her was poured out unselfishly. Beautiful soft skin and those carefully manicured fingernails were with her to the end of life here. Her eyes must be twinkling again as she takes in the wonder of Heaven. But our eyes will tear until our hearts catch up with the realization that she is free at last! Her funeral was yesterday. Skies were blue. Songs and Scripture combined to comfort and lift our hearts.

I entered the 6th decade of my LIFE earlier this year.
I don't want to waste a minute of living!
Sunsets and sunrises, friends and family, beautiful interiors and English gardens,
books and well-crafted word, thrift store shopping and Borders Bookstore...
these are all blessed parts of my LIFE.
And now newly discovered (for me) blogging! Be still my heart!
Jesus came to give me LIFE! Abundant Life.
And His LIFE in me produces GODLINESS.
A quality I am determined to pursue in all its fullness. Today.

Writing a Song a Week #3

Writing a Song a Week #3
♪ I wait for the Lord; my soul waits and in his word I hope. My soul waits for the Lord more than watchmen for the morning ♪ (Psalm 130:5-6)