Monday, September 23, 2013

When You Find Gold


 
If you ever meet a man who:

            Says he misses your nose

            Offers to help repair fence . . . for free

            Takes responsibility for your time and relationship

            Enjoys your family

            Tells you that you are beautiful—flaws and all

            Talks through conflict

            Chooses to forgive and forget

            Laughs at your jokes

            Tolerates your (adorable) cat

            Speaks truth into your life with simplicity and love

            Wants you to voice your thoughts

            Researches your unanswered questions

            Speaks sincerely of your future

            Admits when he does not know

            Leads you closer to the Lord

Pray for that man. Encourage and bless his efforts. Support his dreams. Practice a thankful heart. Love him; respect him; choose him. Above all, realize the treasure you have been given and hold it in high esteem.

He may be different than what you had imagined. He may not be a polished speaker, a Charles Spurgin, or a hardy Anabaptist. But if he is a man of God he will be a reflection of Christ—a leader with a gentle, meek heart—a man who will lead you to fulfill your calling as a godly woman.

Wait for him, dear sisters, for he is worth the wait; when he appears hold onto him realizing the gold he is.
 

Thursday, September 19, 2013

Readily Seen


 
Could he, really?

Would the sincerity of my smile warm his skin? My ready, listening ear catch his attention? Would my words bring cheer and healing to his soul? And could he perceive the thankfulness in my actions and feel my honored heart beat with humility?

I know he would catch strings of laughter escape my mouth. He would hear sincere conversation and praise and know that he must be close to a man of great worth. He would sense friendship within the light atmosphere and decide that he was seated next to a couple who were best friends and comrades; in our silence he would gather that we are so much more than play. His heart would warm when he discovered through your quiet actions that he was in the presence of a man who loves big, loves gently, and loves boldly.
 And I think he would rejoice in the warmth of a love only God can create.

Tuesday, September 17, 2013

Everyday Life: September


Summer is simmering down although there is still a lot going on. Earlier this month Mom and I enjoyed a weeked at my grandparents. We both met after work and began our five hour trip with an open sun roof, a package of pizza Combos, and the Drifters playing in the background.   

My Grandparents own this lovely place. We enjoyed a weekend full of good food, late night visits, and several hours perusing Pekin, Illinois’ Marigold Festival. There were so many vendors and people—so much fun! 
 
 
 

On slower days I spend time doing school work, cleaning, and occasionally baking this delish bread.


For those who may not know I am bread-making challenged. However, I found this recipe on (where else?) Pinterest and we have been thoroughly enjoying my budding ability! J
 

Of course I spend many special, memorable hours with my Beloved. Loving is so much fun! J Lately, we have enjoyed browsing a H U G E candy store, retrieving eggs, swimming, enjoying coffee visits with my parents, carving a pumpkin, surprising my brother at his dorm, working in the kitchen together and of course lots of good, stretching conversations.  
 
 

Some of my plans for September include:
1)   Finish the preparations for our 2nd annual tea party . . . so excited about this!
2)   Blow to smithereens Organize the craft area
3)   Write and mail my stack of overdue letters
4)   Finish The Eagle of the Ninth
5)   Avoid certain death--we have two very mean, very  brave roosters.  L I think they want me dead.
Thank you to all who have sent encouraging words and blessings my way! I am sorry for not keeping in better touch and I hope to improve
on that.
 
Blessings to each of you sweet friends!
Frannie

Thursday, September 12, 2013

Found It


What we find in a soulmate is not something wild to tame but something wild to run with.   - Robert Brault

Tuesday, September 3, 2013

For: You


For: You

“No amount of physical beauty will ever be as valuable as a beautiful heart.”

-Saad Tasleem

Sunday, September 1, 2013

Becoming the Woman I Hate



          I absolutely love being in love. Being twenty-three means I’ve had several years to dream of and prepare to be the most perfect and brilliant and lovely of girlfriends/eventual wife. I mean, I have read a ga-zillion books on courtship and marriage; I know exactly what I am supposed to be doing.

Unfortunately, there is a huge, dismal divide between knowing and doing.

A few weeks ago, I had a chance to show Dalton what a prize I was. He was working on his bike, aka amazing motorcycle, in a way which I thought was silly. It was very hot outside and our house was empty and cool; the perfect time for him to sit down, relax, and wait for help. (Obviously I don’t know that much about men.)  Instead, he decided to do what Dalton does: solve the problem.

I happened to call and instead of supporting his efforts, instead of being sweet, instead of being a listening ear I became the woman I hate. “You are so stupid.”

Four. Little. Words.

He asked me what I had hoped to accomplish with that and then simply told me that he would call later.

That was a bad day.

I’m so grateful Dalton is a man who forgives.

          I’m so thankful that there are new days.
 
         And I am grateful that God gives grace to overcome failures.

          What about you? Have any of you caught yourself playing the role of the woman you hate? How did you overcome it? I’d love to hear your thoughts!
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