It rained all night and morning here. By 2:00 it was sunny and nice, so we drove to the two cemeteries where my grandparents are buried. They are in cities about 20 minutes from us. It was so wonderful to have the sunshine while we were there. I had a great time telling my kids about some of the memories I had about my grandparents. It was a nice outing. By dinner however, the rain came back and it came HARD. I ran for cover, but the kids didn't. They layered clothes and found their umbrellas and in Jay and Alex's case a brand new trash can. They had a blast running through the downpour. Austin sat on the lawnmower under the porch and serenaded us with his guitar. Maylin said she had wetness all over her face. And that she did.
I spoke in church today. Maylin didn't like that much and kept running away trying to get to the stand. When she wasn't running she was calling me. Needless to say Jay took her out in the hall. When I finished I went back down to the congregation and sat with her. She was so happy. I think that means she really likes me. :)
Today at church we had a lesson on journaling. The teacher gave us journal jars with this poem, "Preserve your memories-seal them up well. What you forget, you can never retell. But a journal that's kept fresh on the shelf will help someone through rough times - maybe even yourself." That just reconfirmed to me why I blog. I read my journal the other night from when I was a girl. I didn't even remember some of the things that happened until I read it. It is so true a journal is a delightful thing.
A journal jar for those who might not know is a jar filled with strips of paper with questions or a fill in the blank on them. The idea is to draw from the journal everyday and write on that topic. I don't think it will happen every day, but here is my first attempt.
"One of the greatest compliments I have ever received was....that I made everyone I met feel comfortable and welcome."
I spoke in church today. Maylin didn't like that much and kept running away trying to get to the stand. When she wasn't running she was calling me. Needless to say Jay took her out in the hall. When I finished I went back down to the congregation and sat with her. She was so happy. I think that means she really likes me. :)
Today at church we had a lesson on journaling. The teacher gave us journal jars with this poem, "Preserve your memories-seal them up well. What you forget, you can never retell. But a journal that's kept fresh on the shelf will help someone through rough times - maybe even yourself." That just reconfirmed to me why I blog. I read my journal the other night from when I was a girl. I didn't even remember some of the things that happened until I read it. It is so true a journal is a delightful thing.
A journal jar for those who might not know is a jar filled with strips of paper with questions or a fill in the blank on them. The idea is to draw from the journal everyday and write on that topic. I don't think it will happen every day, but here is my first attempt.
"One of the greatest compliments I have ever received was....that I made everyone I met feel comfortable and welcome."


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