The most important thing about me isn't about me at all. It's about God.
Though He is perfectly holy, and I had no hopes of being so, He loved me (and you!).
There had to be punishment for sin – justice had to be satisfied.
So God sent His own Son, Jesus Christ, who lived a sinless life Himself, and died to pay the penalty for sin.
Because of that sacrifice, I can be right with God.
And so can you … and so can anyone who will cease trusting in their own goodness -- but rather acknowledge that they have none, and trust in Jesus Christ’s sacrifice instead.
The less interesting things about me are:
I am the office manager for the church I attend and also have a small business re-binding books & Bibles.
I’m in the process of overcoming the horror of school gym classes, and learning to think of exercise as a “good thing” rather than an exercise in public humiliation.
I love being outdoors, particularly when Michigan allows a person to be outside without the danger of frostbite. (that would be “July”)
I've been a little lax in updating the chicks' progress. Here are some from this week.
May 2 - baby robins apparently sleeping late on a Saturday morning
April 28 - Daddy trying to feed the babies, if only I would GET OFF THE PORCH
April 28 - baby robins waiting for dinner
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Trinka, Never made a comment before, not sure if I will do it right. The pictures of the little baby birds are precious. Just to think that our God is interested in even these little ones. Sorry I missed the fun day Mon. Brenda
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Trinka,
Never made a comment before, not sure if I will do it right.
The pictures of the little baby birds are precious. Just to think that our God is interested in even these little ones.
Sorry I missed the fun day Mon.
Brenda
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