Utah 2007
Mackinac Island, Michigan 2013
Cathedral of Our Lady, Antwerp, Belgium 2014
Amsterdam 2014
St. Louis Cathedral, New Orleans, Louisiana 2013
The Biltmore Estate Winery, Asheville, North Carolina 2006
The Grand Canyon 2007
Niagara Falls, Canada 2006
His mercies are new every morning. Lam. 3:23
Castel Sant'Angelo, Rome, Italy 2014

Happy Family Photo!

We’re on our way to the vacation of our lifetime!  Bonjour!



And We’re Off!


DIY Projects…just a little lipstick and rouge.


I’m not an expert at much of anything, unless you count juggling the many DIY projects I tend to have going all at once.  This webpage is evidence to the fact that I think I can do almost everything myself and do it cheaper, too.  Thus, it took me almost a month before I could figure out my blog design and how to post anything at all.  Yes, I know there are experts for that, but then I would have robbed myself of the satisfaction of doing this page on my own.  I have no idea if I saved any money, but I know I would not have had the thrill of accomplishment if someone else had designed it for me.

God has given me an artistic talent and after all these years, I finally get some real joy out of what I’ve been doing.  I recently read “A Million Little Ways: Uncover the Art You Were Made to Live” by Emily Freeman.  I highly recommend this book to everyone.  It’s not just about art, it’s about the gifts God has given you to carry out His work.  This book had a profound effect on me and reaffirmed the fact that I have talents that I should be using for God.  Emily Freeman encourages us to be the person God has made us to be. Within the book we look at our own history and passions, and investigate who we really are down deep.  Good and bad life happens altering our dreams and Emily encourages us to find ourselves again and live out those dreams for God’s glory.  I’m not a Michelangelo (or Martha Stewart!) by any stretch of the imagination, but I know I have something to offer. (This would be a good place to insert that Emily also encourages us to silence the inner critic!)

It’s the handmade gifts I’ve been given that I remember the most.  Those gifts may have been food, jewelry, clothing or artwork.  Being that those handmade gifts are my favorite, the past few years I’ve begun gifting many things I’ve made with my own hands.  When you give something handmade, in a sense you give away a part of you with it.  Each time I make something with my hands, I’m in prayer for the recipient, even if I do not yet know who will ultimately enjoy it.  Thus, it can be a double blessing.

I enjoy many different kinds of art, but presently one of my biggest passions is chalk painting furniture.  This is not only artistic but is therapeutic for me, as well.  I would encourage those who consider themselves artistically challenged to try it.  Rather than getting rid of that hideous piece of furniture you hate, grab your favorite chalk paint color and paint it.  You’ll be surprised at how much you’ll like it.  My 12-year-old recently helped me to refinish some furniture with chalk paint so it has to be easy, right?

I’ll be sharing some of my projects here in hopes that it spurs the inner artist in you.  None are too difficult by any stretch of the imagination.  This is not to say I’m an expert at any of them.  Just as I read blogs and take tips from others on the internet, I like to share what works for me as well as what doesn’t work at all.  I hope you find it useful information.

The Trip that was Never Supposed to Happen


“We write to taste life twice…in the moment and in introspection.” -Anais Nin

We set our mind on things we will and will not do in life…and then life happens.  My husband was recently sent to Europe for a business conference and I was grateful to go with him; but this was never supposed to happen because Europe was not on the grid for us.  Our life plan or bucket list didn’t call for a European trip.  Many other trips, maybe, but not this one.  When we returned a friend asked me to write about my adventure; thus, the quote above from Anais Nin.  I’d be overjoyed to live this trip again…because it was never supposed to happen!

In Psalm 37:4 we read “Delight yourself in the Lord and he will give you the desires of your heart.”  This trip was a gift from God I didn’t ask for and my question time and again during my trip was, “God, what am I supposed to do with this?”  From the moment we boarded the plane, the life lessons began.


Less is more.  I’m not an amateur at flying, but there are just some things an airline should not divulge to their passengers.  When traveling at 644 mph at 6.25 miles in altitude, the air temperature becomes -57 degrees F.  Upon learning this news from the onboard television, my relationship with our Lord deepened significantly and I began to nervously eye the emergency exit THAT IS DIRECTLY TO MY RIGHT for the next eight hours.  Less is more when it comes to this kind of information.    Really, God, what was I supposed to do with that?


Amsterdam Central Station

Don’t forget to look back and remember.  To my pleasant surprise, my husband’s boss, Naomi, asked me to sightsee with her while the others were beginning meetings.  I was excited about this because I was the only spouse that came along and I knew the rest of the week I would be sightseeing all by myself.  As we started out on foot from the majestic Amsterdam Central Station, she startled me as she suddenly stopped, turned around and said, “Wait!  When I’m in a foreign land, I always turn around and look back so that I don’t get lost and I’m reminded from where I came.  That way, I’ll always be able to find my way back when I need to.”  Yes, Naomi, some times we just need to look back and remember how far God has brought us, and sometimes we need to backtrack to get on the right footing again.  Yes, Lord, thanks for the reminder.  I know what to do with that one.


Look for the “i”.  Naomi, being a wealth of information, also told me (as we were in need of information), “Look for the ‘i’.”  Universally, when traveling and in need of help, you look for the “i” and there should be someone there who can assist you.  I likened this to the Word of God.  Read the directions.  It will save you so much trouble when you seek it out.  Yes, Lord, I’m listening and continually looking to the “i”.


Cathedral of Our Lady, Antwerp, Belgium

Relish every moment and then pay it forward.  As I walked into buildings older than my country, I was in awe at the number of people who may have walked this path before me.  At home, I take so much in life for granted; things I think of as mundane or mediocre.  I’ll do it tomorrow…I’ll see to it later.  On this journey, I knew ‘later’ would not happen, so I relished every moment.  In the Cathedral of Our Lady, which took 169 years to build and was completed in 1521 A.D., I found myself touching the columns and bannisters, wondering who had passed this way before me.  How many families had made it their life goal to see this church completed so that I could stand here today?  What if the builders had not considered the importance of solid construction of this building (or their faith) to be passed down many generations? We are so very small in this big world.  I especially sense this when standing somewhere that generations of families worked together to build and in which people have worshipped for almost 600 years before me.  This was a reminder for me to take a deep breath and relish each God-given moment–and then share my faith with the next generation.  “Be still and know that I am God.”  Psalm 46:10 NIV.  Praise you, Father, that I’m learning to be still in your presence and relish every moment.  Give me the building blocks (words and actions) to share Jesus with the generations to come.


In Front of the Anne Frank House and Museum

Write like Anne.  Anne Frank received a diary for her 13th birthday and on the first page dated June 12, 1942, she writes, “I hope I will be able to confide everything to you, as I have never been able to confide in anyone, and I hope you will be a great source of comfort and support.”  Visiting Anne Frank’s House was the highlight of my trip.  Unlike most American museums, you could personally touch the walls, doors and yes, even the book case that hid the secret annex.  I cannot fathom why the Holocaust had to happen, but I’m so grateful Anne had the foresight to write about it.  I know it helped to keep her sane in an insane world.  I have to agree with Anne as she writes on March 15, 1944, “Yet, what’s nicest of all is that at least I can still write down my thoughts and feelings, otherwise I’d just totally suffocate.” God gifts us with thoughts, feelings and words.  He wants us to share them and to pass them on to generations, whether they be happy, painful or just mediocre.  Yes, Lord, yes!  That’s what you want me to do with this!