Recently, I have gone through a season of mental/emotional/spiritual Spring Cleaning. Last Saturday I went so far as to have a 2 hour prayer session with a counselor to make sure I had not left any stone unturned, or bitterness unforgiven. A sweet friend had told me to give myself time to process. Surprisingly, what I needed to process was my value as a daughter of the King of King.
Notes from SOZO
The Holy Spirit is always with me. Even in the shadow of death, I will fear no evil for HE is with me. Psalm 23
I am beautiful, because HE is beautiful and I am made in HIS image.
Genesis 1, Psalm 27
I am golden. Gold refined by fire.
Precious, a daughter of the King of Kings
My sacrifices have been a sweet aroma to HIM
II Corinthians 2:15
Every move I make, I make with HIM (He is my way, my truth, my life)
Summer of My Life
Henna Tat by Shelby
Today I went looking for end tables to go with my couch. It wasn't meant to be. I kept being drawn to wooden crates and baskets. I found some fabric, a box type hassock at a yard sale and some scarfs for sweatbands at work. (Shelby asked how I kept my skin so nice, "I sweat".)
It will be near 90 degrees by the end of the week after highs in the 50s this last week. I will be sweating a lot!!!
|crate and basket I had in my closet, re-purposed, again.|
|Exercise ball can live behind the couch|
|Flowers arrived this week Amazon Smiles|
|Pink rose garland|
|Like real Tulips and quilt rack came out of bedroom|
I offered to hold a Henna Party at my apartment for Shelby.