From last week:
Envy is like...
...sandpaper wrapped around your heart.
And this week (thanks, Mom, for the suggestion):
...when I'm sixty-four.
Envy is like...
...sandpaper wrapped around your heart.
And this week (thanks, Mom, for the suggestion):
...when I'm sixty-four.
I hope my brain still works, when I am sixty-four. :D
ReplyDeleteI'd like to be active in ministry and missions, gentle, vibrant and wise, like the older folk I know and admire, when I am sixty-four. :)
ReplyDeletei really hope i'm not wearing diapers.
ReplyDeleteI hope I'll still be living an abundant and active risk-taking life with God when I'm sixty-four.
ReplyDeleteI hope people will think, "wow, she's incredibly wise for being only fifty," when I'm sixty-four.
ReplyDeletePS: I realize we don't know each other. I'm one of "Kendra from Portland"'s housemates. She shared your blog with us, because, as she said, if you lived here we would totally be friends. So, in an effort to not be a creepy-stalker-blog-reader I am introducing myself. It's nice to officially meet you Beth!
ReplyDeleteteagen! (love the exclamation point).
ReplyDeletewelcome.
enjoy.
comment away!
I hope people think more about Jesus than they do about me after meeting me...
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