This is the house I'd like to have. But more white. With a lilac on the left.
I just finished a week of prayer and fasting on Saturday. I ate too much pound cake that night. And maybe not enough 1 John the next day. I did not know before we read that book verse by verse aloud how beautiful it really is. I mean, look.
1 John 1
25And this is the promise that he hath promised us, even eternal life.
Seriously. There's a hundred more things like that in there too.
I am almost done with Mitford. I feel very reluctant to admit that I like the whole thing. I shouldn't, but I do. And I even know why. It's because they quote Philippians 4:13 like it's going to disappear, and did I mention Father Tim is Episcopalian? Just shun me now.
I have to do dishes now. And some Quia. My French is coming along by the way. C'est tres bon, quand j'ai mon dictionnaire.
And also spring break is almost here along with three very significant birthdays. Gosh I have a lot to do.
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