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Encouragement for Today~In today's world of swirling circumstances, we need to be reminded of how much we are loved by God.


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Daughters of…..

The other night we were with a group of our friends at an event. And of course we took group photos.

We took a couple of them and then went on. Soon they were passed around to each other through texts and put on socal media.  That is whenthe comments began between us.   “I am standing funny”. “I should have worn black.” “I am an Amazon woman.”

And so forth.

As I was texting one of my friends about the picture and it was as if Abba Father was speaking directly to my heart.

“You are my daughter. And I am the King of Kings and Lord of Lords.”

My heart suddenly burst with love. Sometimes we women are too hard on ourselves…for whatever reason.

But….

We are “Daughters of the King”.

And you know what?  It means we are Princesses.

And I am not kidding. This 57 year old is thrilled to be so loved………………..

~Be Encouraged Today~

Tammy

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And Still……

 

I will be 57 years old in a couple of months. There have been a lot of changes in this body. Some body parts just don’t move like they use to. And this body is little heavier than it once was in spite of my best efforts.

My eyes seem to worsen each time I go to the eye doctor. I quit wearing contacts when I figured out the glasses actually hid the dark circles under my eyes better than any concealer I had ever used. Continue reading


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Hiding from Trouble

My eldest son is a graphic designer, and I saw it coming when he was a little boy.

He loved to pick up his crayons to color and draw…on the blank slate in the hallway. Let me rephrase that…on the wall in the hallway. His imagination was always in full gear and that blank, white wall was too inviting. It became his canvas.

One day I walked down the hall and spotted it. “Not the place son, let’s wash it off.” After a lengthy scrubbing session,  warning and correction, I assumed he had learned his lesson. Silly me. His three-year old mind somehow did not grasp the fact that he was not to draw or color on ANY wall in the house.

You guessed it. Two days later, in the living room, almost behind the couch…another masterpiece. Continue reading