Children are a Treasure from the Lord

I've done little home design since Christmas.

My goal was to get organized.

However small this project may be,

I've been getting my photos together.  

A friend gave me a wall art, 

"Our Family Tree is Rooted in Love."

This was my inspiration.

New photos of my grand baby were a great push.

As I'm sure you know already, 

My Children are my HEART!

I prayed for them before they were born.

I prayed for whom they would marry.

I gave them to the Lord when they were babies,

And rededicated them many times over!

When my sweet girl was 14, 

we got a big scare.

The doctor said, 

Lupus, Rheumatoid Arthritis, MS...

Days turned into weeks

with multiple tests and multiple trips to various doctors.

All suggestive of one of the above, but not conclusive.

Every time we saw the doctor I heard, 

"suggestive of lupus, but not conclusive."

So we waited and prayed and prayed and waited...

While earnestly praying, 

God asked me to give her to him.

What if He took her from me?

What if it meant the worse?

I was searching for a way out,

a way to hold on to her.

I was praying and reading His word when God directed me to this, 

"...we do not need to defend ourselves before you in this matter.

If we are thrown into the blazing furnace, the God we serve is ABLE

TO SAVE US from it, and HE WILL RESCUE US from your hand,

O King, BUT EVEN if he does not, we want you to know, O King,

know this, that WE WILL NOT serve your gods or worship the image of 

gold you have set up."  Daniel 3:16-17

I knew I must surrender-EVEN IF...

Even if

it meant a "blazing furnace."

Even if

the results were not good.

Even if

it meant more tests and more doctors.

Even if

it was the worse.

Surrender...Trust

During this time of testing, 

my little girl was practicing to compete

in the District Talent Competition.

Her song...HE IS ABLE.

...why would God allow my heart to be torn this way.

Yet, I know when my eyes fail to see, 

He is able.

Even though it seems impossible to be me, 

He is able.

If He chooses not to move in the way we prayed He would, 

He is able.

My baby girl at 14 won the competition and went on 

to sing at region.

Yes, HE WAS AND IS ABLE!

For many years, she lived with joint pain.

When stressed, she lives with joint pain, 

but we know and believe that God is ABLE.

Today she faces a different kind of test,

BUT HE IS ABLE.

MY CHILDREN...

 treasures from the Lord.

"Sons are a heritage from the Lord,

Children a reward from HIM,

Like arrows in the hands of a warrior 

are sons born in one's youth."

Psalm 127: 3-4

YES, HE IS ABLE.

Pink Roses and White Shoulders

Can NOT believe that little cupid 

is peeking around his arrow.

While others dream of red hearts and candy,

I dream of WHITE LACE AND PINK ROSES.

Olive from OliveOut  dried these roses last year.

We used pink roses in my wedding almost 35 YEARS ago!

LOVE THEM!

It's been a slow winter for White Lace and Promises

so I'm bringing some of my goodies home.

Found this great gold jar last year on Ebay.

Can not believe it is still with me:(

So, I've found a home for it among my other goodies.

Added my pearls and the scent of my mama, 

White Shoulders.

I picmonkeyed this photo

in her memory.

Oh, how I miss her,

however, she is only a sweet scent away.

The smell of White Shoulders takes me away

to

my first big girl purse

with a travel size spray bottle of perfume tucked in its pocket,

to

a hug around the neck,

and

stealing a pat of the fresh powder packed puff 

from her bathroom shelf.

Daddy always gave her a box of candy, a sweet card, 

and a new bottle of White Shoulders for Valentine's Day!

Happy Sweetheart's Day to You, my Friends 

Bonnie:)

Baby, It's Cold Outside

Don't know it I'm getting sick or if it's just cold.

In Middle Georgia, cold means "overcast, windy and 43 degrees."

However, it was 27 degrees this morning.

I was supposed to do a 5K walk and decided to sleep in.

Winter is supposed to be cold.

By the end of summer, I am always ready for cooler temperatures.

The winter of 1972 we had an incredible snowfall.

The midnight snow "gave a luster of midday."

The snow was up to my knees.

We played from early morning to late at night
making snow angels,
sliding on make-shift sleds of cardboard,
building snowmen,
adults and kids alike.

My kids never knew such until they moved to Nashville.

 Can you believe this photo was taken last MARCH
coming home from Nashville.
I was scared to death.
Haven't ever traveled in this!

We've traveled this road many times,
but never in the snow.
This was on the other side of Chatty.
By the time we got to Atlanta,
the scene was like the first photo.

This was the last snowfall before my mom died.
She was in the nursing home and didn't have this view
but she sat and looked out her room window and said,
"Oh, how pretty."
It was like seeing it on and on for the first time.
"I wish you'd looka there!"
"Oh, how pretty."
A few minutes later,
"I wish you'd look at that snow."
"Oh, how pretty."

Everything, every beautiful experience was a first for her
many times over!

Feeling sentimental today.
Mama loved the snow.
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow!

Mama, tell Jesus we'd like some snow.

Bonnie ;)

Downton Abbey Season 3, Episode 1

I love the music

the castle

the costumes

the upper crust

the lowly servants

and the relationship between them both.

I love the romance

the longing in the eyes of lovers-

like Lady Mary and Matthew Crawly

The daring elopement of Sybil and Branson.

 I can't help myself, Anna and Mr. Bates
are my favorite of them all.

The chemistry between the two is electric and magnetic

and I must say,

creates a spark within me too.

Even in his prison garb, he is quite a handsome, sexy man!

However, I was a bit disappointed in Episode 1.

Was anyone else?

I wanted a royal wedding.

I wanted vows and festivities and food.

Not just an exchange and back to the real world in the next scene.

I was disappointed in the costumes of the day,

but I guess I never was thrilled with the 1920's flapper fashions.

I wanted a farewell, a tearful hug from Ma-Ma

and a handshake for Matthew from Pa-Pa.

I honestly wonder if Season 3 can live up to Seasons 1 and 2.
I mean, what can me more dramatic than romance
distracted or interrupted?
What can compete with the drama of war, plagues, death and dying.

Hopefully, the saga of Anna and Mr. Bates
will bring some suspense and excitement.

The fear of the collapse of Downton is just not getting it for me.

And poor Edith.

Will they continue to make a mockery of her?

What do you think???

Bonnie :)

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