I had a wonderfully busy weekend. I got to spend some time with my daughter Friday afternoon (and into early Saturday morning). We went Easter shopping in Waycross. We were able to giggle and browse and generally have a wonderful time making memories. We found her the most adorable outfit. My little *cutie pie*!!!
Then Saturday after getting the house nice and clean I whizzed down to Valdosta for Praise Team practice. 2 of our tremendous soprano's were away for Easter so I got the privilege of filling in. It was, for me, more than wonderful. So much of who I am is reflected in my love of music. And since He is the center of my life, my love for music reflects that. It is my worship.
We had a very moving service Easter morning. Pastor Weeks, as usual, preached a message that I will carry forever. He is so anointed.
Then if that weren't enough, I practiced again that afternoon. This time my *other* son Shain was there too. Sister Weeks has such a gift with music. She inspires me so much. Another amazing service followed. Brother Lambeth was there from Brazil. May I never forget to *Plead the Blood* over my family, my life, my church...
I know there are people out there who would think that this in no way sounds like "fun," but being who I am is, well, the only way I would ever want to be. I have been out there in the world and taken part in the world's idea of fun. I'd rather have Jesus.
All the goodness I can stand without the horrible after-effects...
You just don't know what you're missing (till you find that *missing part*). I wouldn't take nothing for MY journey now!!!