✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ~HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARCELA~ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿

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These sunflowers are what I hope you will see in your yard from the kitchen window this summer!!!

✿ ✿ ✿ My beautiful daughter-in-law Marcela with Naomi ✿ ✿ ✿

I love this picture - Luau summer 2006 - she looks so European!
February 29 birthdays are special. Is this why she looks so young?
I love you Marcela and wish you a wonderful day full or surprises.

THE COLOR RED - He loves me

Sunday evening I went strait home after church. Early enough to enjoy being home before bed time - yes!!!
There was a knock on the door. I was already changed for the night. Who might that be? "I'll be right there", I said.
When I opened the door - there stood Samuel with a bouquet of red tulips in his hand. "It's for you", he said. He gave me the best hug and his face was beaming. He kissed me with such love and tenderness... I was overwhelmed!!!
"These are beautiful, thank you. Want to visit for a while?". "No, we're having a fire tonight". I was hoping he would ask me to come over as he usually does, but he didn't. That's alright - I got my heart pumped with red tulips!
There is just something about a little boy's love - a special little boy. I'm thankful that he has allowed me in his heart and that he showers me with his love. Jesus has a special kind of love for special people. And He lets me help Him.

HOWDY! - From one cowgirl to another

I love this picture of Crystal and my granddaughter!

Mimi came in, got a cowboy hat and said "Howdy!" Then she grabbed the other hat, gave it and said "Hee Haw" and there it is!
Sis Tena, go ahead! Wear that hat!!!

MIMI - It' a special day in your world

❁ HAPPY BIRTHDAY NAOMI ❁ TODAY WE'RE HAVING A PARTY ❁

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It is amazing how fast this little grand baby girl is growing up.
The funny thing about her name - Naomi - she calls herself Mimi.
I love it, it's very french, usually short for Mireille.



Mimi and her entourage - Don-André, Marcela, Jacob and Samuel

RED BOOTS - Child's world

I thought it would be nice to let every one take a look at Samuel's shinny, pointy, red boots. He picked them himself, besides red he had an absolute request - pointy.

BIRTHDAY - I love you son, I love you

Yesterday was my youngest son's birthday. Alan-Jean Blue Roseberry. When he was born, my best friend said it was an adventurer's name. Jean is John in french. It has caused some funny situations! I was unaware - 31 years ago - that it is a girl's name in english. Well, he is A.J. to many and Mr Blue has popped up here and there. To his older brother's children, he is Tonton.
He was off to a challenging start health wise, within a few weeks - and nearly died a few months later. Then other handicaps came his way.
In elementary school, Mrs. Zimmerman was a remarkable teacher. She said to me: These a big hurdles, but once he gets over them, they will be no holding him back. She was right. Some of his challenges, handicaps, are strong points now. I thank God for helping him. I didn't walk with God yet, but His hand was already upon him.
He is not living for the Lord, at the moment. But in the past, he did. And I know that God is not done.

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Can I encourage you and tell you that whatever God starts, He will finish. Each of us has the power of choice - we are free will creatures. Bro Stoneking preaches "Love slaves". It is a personal decision to go under the potter's hand or not. No one can be forced or stopped. In the mean time, God never stops reaching for those who have strayed away.
Faith can move mountains, faith believes when no one else does, faith is looking through God's eyes, unconditional love. God loves each of us enough to go to Calvary. That gives me enough faith to see my son back in church, it is God's will!

What will it be?

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It must be the prospect of another birthday soon or maybe just the general feeling all around me, but I am thinking about heritage, legacy.


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I have in my possession a ladies watch that belong to my grandfather's grandmother... plates from the early 1800's... several pieces of furniture from the same era... all part of who I am. The table where I am sitting speaks to me of my roots - hand made in the mid-1800's - used by my mother's grandparents.
No one before me walked with the Lord in my family (that I know of).
How different everything would have been if God had been part of our heritage.
After me, will it be pictures? Certainly. Letters, cards, book autographs? Yes. Hand knitted or crocheted pretties? Yes. Dolls, china, crystal? Some.
What about my walk with God?
Last night we heard about the Bible as the most precious heritage. Funny how the Lord speaks to us to make sure that we get it clear. I got it. I'm thinking. Speak Master, help me to hear and heed.