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This was taken at the father-daughter banquet Friday. I wore a very fun outfit, which you can't see in this pic...but it had a big cloak with a hood that my amazing roommate made for me.
posted by FaithChristine @ 09:54
21 March 2005
I don't claim to be great, but my desire is to live well right where God has me today. It's been easy to deceive myself into thinking greatness is something "out there" that I define and pursue, when in reality greatness happens right here through living and loving well and looking back to see how great God has been to work through me in spite of myself.
About Me
- Name: FaithChristine
- Location: Michigan, United States
Resting, Breathing, Enjoying Life, Loving Others, Being Fully Alive and Full of Joy, Having an Abundant Life, Making Space to Listen to God's Voice, Bringing Glory to Him by Enjoying Him - YES - These are my aim and pleasure!
Previous Posts
- Explosions, fire and guns
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- Kiss Me I'm Irish
- winter gulls
- The Daffodil Stories...in commemoration of a year
- too busy to think
- laughter, grubby men, sundogs and snow
- "Do you suffer from long-term memory loss.....I do...
- Colleagues make life interesting
- I have been changed...to bring change, to bring ch...
Traveling, culture, change, communicating, being out-of-the-box - these things, though I'm passionate for them, pale in comparison to the ONE THING I desire to be about.
2 Comments:
I have a very similiar picture of Faith taken at a young age - like 3 years - looking up to heaven with her little hands on a Bible. It made me think of her name "Faithful Christian" looking up for guidance from above. She still looks up with that child like faith (tossled by life) seeking God's direction. If I can find the picture, I'll post it.
Your mom sent me your blog sight. Loved reading it. You, your mom and grandma have such a gift for writing. You fill out the pictures of what happens to you. I would write that I went to pub on St. Patty's day, but you make it come alive (example) Keep up the journaling. Love, Aunt Linda
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