Sunday, October 10, 2010

Unseen Angels on One Old Goat's farm

When I am feeling bad and am endanger of retreating from the human race, I look toward the beauty I find at home. I'm lucky to have my church across the road from me so quite figuratively and literally - my church is my home. Many times when my instinct is to run and hide, I make myself go to church because my daughters love it and want me to be there. We were fortunate to have a couple of special songs sung today as part of the service. One in particular mentioned 'unseen Angels' and was sung by a church member who recently experienced the loss of a son and a brother. I don't know how she was able to get up and sing so beautifully and so strong. I think, perhaps, that this church member would be very surprised to know that today she was my Angel.

It's Cookie Day!

It is my cookie day for the Virtual Cookie Exchange! When Carol ( Just Let Me Quilt )  mentioned she was going to do the Virtual Co...