On Thursday mornings, the girls and I have a mission. The home of a young mother from our church with four sons 4, 2 1/2, 16 months, and 6 weeks, is our stopping place for a few hours. A home where the Word of God is written on pieces of paper and dry erase boards throughout her house. A home full of activity and life.....blessings.

We have art time with the three preschoolers.

I make her casseroles of macaroni and cheese for her supper to pull out of the refrigerator and bake during that can be tricky time when everyone is hungry and needy.


A home where lace curtains state the fragile beauty of God's grace and goodness.