The Beginning

Starting doing beading in @1995 after getting alcohol poisoning while out partying with friends. It is a talent that God gave me to keep me from trying to kill myself (literally through binge drinking and then driving while drunk) From broken to Reborn, from lost to Found, God gave me this talent to make jewelry and I didn't realize how relevant it was to my life until I was listening to the radio praising God and this song came on (of course I forgot the name and such) but it talked about taking the old and making it new again. God did that with me as I do that with my jewelry! I love taking old broken pieces and recreating something new and exciting. If the necklace doesn't have earrings with it, I can make some to go with it. Romans 7:24 O wretched man that I am! who shall deliver me from the body of death. vs 25 I thank God through Jesus Christ our Lord. It only through Jesus can we be truly changed, He alone has all power to deliver us from the bondage of sin and give us new life.

Sunday, September 21, 2014

What was my strongest church memory as a child?

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Wow, I remember alots of different "times"at church as a kiddo....so I don't know which one is my strongest one. As I sat here thinking, I was brought to sadness because my favorite times where when I got to go with my grandparents even if it was just me and them. I really loved it when it was the whole family but sometimes it was just Grandma, Papa, and me & my brother.  I miss them because that is where my love for singing came from. I miss Papa's deep bass voice and Grandma's fingers making the piano burst forth with worship and praise for God.  Okay..now I have happy tears again....happy because I got to be there and share their love for God and am FINALLY experiencing my OWN relationship with HIM! 

Felt the need to share this with everyone, and ask YOU the same.....
God is great all the time...All the time God is great!

Love you all!

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