Encourage. Equip. Energize.

I finally have an Internet Connection! I have to make this quick everyone is waiting. No time for pictures. Just a quick hello. I wrote the blog early Pentecost Morning. This is the first time I have been able to post. Thank you for your prayers. We have felt them! God has done awesome things. Tell you more later.

Angie Knight texted me the morning we were leaving for Guyana, "Look for surprises admits the confusion." She is the "guru" of missions trips. so I paid attention. 

The rain had washed the pollen out of the air leaving the sweet fragrance of spring in its place. The azaleas were glorious pink balls of blooms as we drove onto the property! The naked landscape of winter was finally dressed in the splendor of spring and dark forest emerald greens, adorned with splashed of purple from the Princess Trees and white and pink Dogwoods.

I wanted to plunk down and breathe in the beauty of the mountains, but Wayne was anxious to check the fruit trees. So we walked through the yard, from tree to tree looking for fruit like children at an egg hunt. He pointed out the tiny apples on the newest Wine sap and Gala trees that he had planted just this fall. His Golden Delicious tree had lots of apples. The nectarine out by the road was loaded with tiny red, nippled fruit.

I am an offical, picture-carrying member of the "Grandma Club." Have been for years. I know I look much too young to be a member. LOL Nuff said!

I love being a grandma. I've had two of my grands this weekend. It was awesome! Ashlyn got sick--that was no fun for either of us. But we still got to make some crafts and eat yummy potato cheese soup.

Someone really smart said "Life is not about waiting for storms to pass..it's about learning to dance in the rain." 

I have so many precious "IT HAPPENED IN The Rain" memories. 

It was storming the first time an "I love you" escaped my lips to touch Wayne's ears. After running through the drenching, cold rain from the pizza place across the parking lot without an umbrella, we scooted into the warmth of his little MGA, without thinking, I whispered it. I was so embarrassed. Wayne was thrilled. He'd being saying it for a long time, but I was too shy. (Those that know me are laughing right now! Don't laugh, I really do have a shy side.) 

Someone really smart said "Life is not about waiting for storms to pass..it's about learning to dance in the rain." 

I have so many precious "IT HAPPENED IN The Rain" memories. 

It was storming the first time an "I love you" escaped my lips to touch Wayne's ears. After running through the drenching, cold rain from the pizza place across the parking lot without an umbrella, we scooted into the warmth of his little MGA, without thinking, I whispered it. I was so embarrassed. Wayne was thrilled. He'd being saying it for a long time, but I was too shy. (Those that know me are laughing right now! Don't laugh, I really do have a shy side.)