Tag Archives: Abundant Life

Me and Mums…..

October 20, 2015Abundant Life, Christ's rest, Christian encouragement, Discouraged Christian, Encouragement for Women, Spiritual Encouragement, To Rest in Christ, Trials, Who I am in ChristAbundant Life, Christ's rest, encouragement in Christ, Identity in Christ, Living the Christian life, mums, spiritual encouragementT.W. Allgaier

I am very fond of flowers and plants. I usually have the ability to grow them and sometimes even rescue them from an early demise.

And yet….

As the trees turn their magnificent magenta and orange; and the leaves flutter through the air as

a ballerina delicately performing her adagio sequences;

and the crisp fall temperatures beckon the need for a bonfire and marshmallows…. Continue reading Me and Mums….. →

Artificial Flowers

October 6, 2015Christ's rest, Christian encouragement, Discouraged Christian, Encouragement for Women, Freedom in Christ, Spiritual Encouragement, To Rest in Christ, Unconditional love of God, Who I am in ChristAbundant Life, artificial flowers, Christian encouragement, Christian life, encouragement in Christ, fake flowers, Identity in Christ, silk flowers, spiritual encouragement, who I am in ChristT.W. Allgaier

My husband does not like artificial flowers in any way, shape or form. I have been ordered never to place any kind of “fake flowers” on his tombstone if he should happen to be heaven bound before me.

I have tried to reason with him, and often make wreaths with artificial flowers. And honestly, many times I cannot tell the difference. I have even been known to even smell a flower or two only to find out that it was not the real thing. Continue reading Artificial Flowers →

Powder Sachet and A Song

September 22, 2015Christian encouragement, Encouragement for Women, Love of God, Spiritual EncouragementAbundant Life, avon, Christian encouragement, encouragement, encouragement in Christ, gifts, God's peace, Marriage Secrets, memories, powder sachet, spiritual encouragement, TreasuresT.W. Allgaier

Avon’s Rapture Powder Sachet…1964.

My mom was showing me a small, old overnight piece of luggage that my grandmother use to carry back and forth to our house when she spent the night. It was silver and gray and always full of treasures. Continue reading Powder Sachet and A Song →