Can I feel like a Princess too?

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Can I feel like a Princess too?Like my 3yr old granddaughter, Alisa?

SURE!! I think you can rediscover, at any age, the “little girl” inside! You’ll always be our Heavenly Fathers “little girl” – and He loves to watch YOU dance, celebrate life! You are His princess, so celebrate each day in YOUR castle.....

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But Jesus called them to him, saying, “Let the children come to me, and do not hinder them, for to such belongs the kingdom of God." - Luke 18:16

Great Book for Christian Women-

"His Princess: Love Letters from Your King" by Sheri Rose Shepard

Could I be a Redneck?

After I left the Nail Salon, I was feeling like I looked “Mighty-Fine”.
So I stopped off to do a ton of grocery shopping, more than an hour!

Upon arriving home, I glanced down at my FEET!!!!!

I just realized that I never noticed my Nail Tec forgot to take off her rubber toe dividers!-Did anyone at the grocery store notice this disaster?
-Was anyone tempted to ask me why I needed these on at the store?
-Does this define me as a….Redneck?

The story - "Take My Son"

Pam's Page 36 - "Friendship"This is great. Take a moment to read it; it will make your day!
The ending will surprise you......

"Take my Son"


A wealthy man and his son loved to collect rare works of art. They had everything in their collection, from Picasso to Raphael. They would often sit together and admire the great works of art.

When the Vietnam conflict broke out, the son went to war. He was very courageous and died in battle while rescuing another soldier. The father was notified and grieved deeply for his only son.

About a month later, just before Christmas, there was a knock at the door. A young man stood at the door with a large package in his hands.

He said, 'Sir, you don't know me, but I am the soldier for whom your son gave his life. He saved many lives that day, and he was carrying me to safety when a bullet struck him in the heart and he died instantly. He often talked about you, and your love for art.' The young man held out this package. 'I know this isn't much. I'm not really a great artist, but I think your son would have wanted you to have this.'

The father opened the package. It was a portrait of his son, painted by the young man. He stared in awe at the way the soldier had captured the personality of his son in the painting. The father was so drawn to the eyes that his own eyes welled up with tears. He thanked the young man and offered to pay him for the picture. 'Oh, no sir, I could never repay what your son did for me. It's a gift.'

The father hung the portrait over his mantle. Every time visitors came to his home he took them to see the portrait of his son before he showed them any of the other great works he had collected.

The man died a few months later. There was to be a great auction of his paintings. Many influential people gathered, excited over seeing the great paintings and having an opportunity to purchase one for their collection.


On the platform sat the painting of the son. The auctioneer pounded his gavel. 'We will start the bidding with this picture of the son. Who will bid for this picture?'

There was silence.


Then a voice in the back of the room shouted, 'We want to see the famous paintings. Skip this one.'


But the auctioneer persisted. 'Will somebody bid for this painting? Who will start the bidding? $100, $200?'


Another voice angrily. 'We didn't come to see this painting. We came to see the Van Gogh's, the Rembrandts. Get on with the
real bids!'

But still the auctioneer continued. 'The son! The son! Who'll take the son?'
Finally, a voice came from the very back of the room. It was the longtime gardener of the man and his son.. 'I'll give $10 for the painting..' Being a poor man, it was all he could afford.

'We have $10, who will bid $20?'
'Give it to him for $10. Let's see the masters.'

The crowd was becoming angry.. They didn't want the picture of the son.

They wanted the more worthy investments for their collections.
The auctioneer pounded the gavel. 'Going once, twice, SOLD for $10!'

A man sitting on the second row shouted, 'Now let's get on with the collection!'


The auctioneer laid down his gavel. 'I'm sorry, the auction is over.'


'What about the paintings?'

'I am sorry. When I was called to conduct this auction, I was told of a secret stipulation in the will. I was not allowed to reveal that stipulation until this time. Only the painting of the son would be auctioned. Whoever bought that painting would inherit the entire estate, including the paintings.


The man who took the son gets everything!'

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God gave His Son 2,000 years ago to die on the cross. Much like the auctioneer, His message today is:

'The Son, the Son, who'll take the Son?'

Because, you see, whoever takes the Son gets everything.


FOR GOD SO LOVED THE WORLD HE GAVE HIS ONLY BEGOTTEN SON, WHO SO EVER BELIEVETH, SHALL HAVE ETERNAL LIFE...THAT'S LOVE

Chesapeake Bay - family beach fun today....

Today was such a blast at the ocean waters in Chesapeake Bay!

Special family fun with our Daughter (Sheri), our two granddaughters and baby grandson!

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What a blessing to have these memories......

Awesome World....

~We live in an awesome world~

Make it an awesome day.

Peace To All and May God Bless You.

Live simply.

Love generously.

Care deeply.

Speak kindly.

Leave the rest to God.

4th of July Family fun.....

4th of July Family fun with our Daughter and her Family....

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Out in Washington D.C. visiting our Grandbabies...

Great fun.....

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B-Day family fun for my Husband….

My sweet husband had his 40th Birthday, AGAIN!

Yes, Scott’s idea of the perfect Birthday is:1) Family time, at our home!
2) Grilling and lots of great food!
3) Movie Time!
4) Not getting one year older!Well – three out of four happened last night (tee-hee)!