Hey Siestas! How are you darling things? You are really on my mind today especially since I got to hug about 25 of your necks after the Salt Lake City Living Proof Live. I woke up wanting so much to write to you today but wasn’t sure where I wanted to head in theme so I’ve decided to do something a little different. I’m just going to take you with me all day long until late this afternoon when the time comes to launch this post. You and I are going to hang out on a fairly unusual weekday when I’m not writing any kind of study material or preparing any kind of message. It’s one of those days when appointments stack sky-high because they’ve been long-awaiting a window. The James project is complete (except for the final read-through that I’ll do this week) and Salt Lake City is behind us. (One of our darling attendees updated her status on Facebook by saying how much she enjoyed Living Proof Lice. And indeed the entire group seemed to be itching for a fresh revelation. I’ll try not to nit pick here.) With those events behind me, I’ve thanked God profusely and already turned my attentions toward the simulcast material for next weekend (Sept. 10th). I’ve heard from God about my text and jotted down a few main ideas and will start getting very focused toward it tomorrow afternoon. But, until then, it’s a day of appointments and it will be all the more bearable because you’re tagging along in my thoughts.
Our day together begins as I pull out of my driveway. It’s a little later than usual due to my appointment schedule but don’t get the idea that you can kick back and daydream. Stay alert here. We have a fair amount to do.
9:30 AM – We (you and I) drop Queen Esther off at the groomer for her beauty appointment despite her obsessive-compulsive reluctance to have us out of her sight for the splitiest second. She will get a sudsy bath and a good sheep shearing with #4 clippers to keep her from having a heat stroke and traumatizing us to no end. (If any of you are new to the blog, perhaps you need to know quickly that Queen Esther – AKA Star – is my Border Collie and not my mother-in-law. We have a strict policy around here never to have our in laws sheered with #4 clippers.) We have to keep Star’s hair short in the summer even though her full mane is among her very best features. Keith and I are outdoor people so she has to be able to tolerate the heat and that means one thing: a crew cut. Yesterday it was 110 here in Houston and, actually, it had cooled off from the weekend if that tells you anything about August life in Houston, Texas. Considering all that the East has been through in the last five days, I’m not complaining. While at the groomer, we learn that groomer’s teenage son is going to have heart tests done over the next few days and she breaks our hearts by letting tears spill over her cheeks. We want to hug her but we don’t get that hug-some vibe. This woman is no wimp so we are particularly moved by her show of emotion and we promise to pray for her and her beloved son. I already kept my promise. Since I’ve thrown you into today, would you do your part and please pray for his heart? God knows who he is and is looking straight at him with indescribable endearment. He also sees his mom and cares so much about her pain and fear.
9:45 AM – You and I pull into the first parking place we can find at the North Cypress Medical Center and only have to walk about three miles to the front door. (Ever so slight an exaggeration.) Huffing and puffing and, yes, carrying our laptop with our big, fat purse because we’ve committed to spend the day together, we sign in at The Women’s Br_______st Center because it’s time for one of us to have her annual M______ogram. (I know. For someone with such a big mouth, it’s absurd that I pick times like these to get all clammy and modest but I just can’t bring myself to actually type out the words. Maybe some of you remember 20 months ago when I told you that I had been hospitalized for something that sounded a little like “tonsillectomy” only it started with an “h.” I’m just not that big on body parts.)
10:00 AM – We surrender up our insurance card and our driver’s license, sign our releases and are called back right on time for our procedure. We are told the drill – where to change into our hospital gown and such – but we already know it well because at least one of our mothers died of breast cancer. We don’t get the luxury of skipping out on what, until after my tonsillectomy with an “h”, has been a twice-annual barrel of monkeys. We love the fact that our hospital gowns are kept in a warmer because the extra touch eases some of the anxiety but we do wish that they fit a little better as they do tend to gape open in the front since they only tie at the waist. This is unfortunate for all concerned.
10:15 AM – We are called back to our room by a really sweet woman-technician but she is not one of the ones we’ve come to know. So, we feel some of that familiar dread because…well, because we are modest. On the way to what we’ll affectionately call the press room, we see a very familiar face and she’s happy to see us, too, and we have a small group hug, the three of us (only she doesn’t realize you’re there). At this point it becomes obvious to the newer technician who led us back there that Hope is our annual BFF and she asks if Hope wants to take it from there. We are very relieved when she says she does. (Don’t you think that “Hope” is the most wonderful name for a woman who performs those life-altering procedures for women every single workday? Here you are, all apprehensive, and maybe even coming in for a recheck because something looks suspicious and we stare at that name tag and find “Hope.” I have told her many times that she, too, does women’s ministry.)
10:20 AM – Happy though we may be to have fresh Hope, we proceed into the meat grinder. Now, this is where you’ll need to shut your eyes because this part is just between me and Hope. I will forego painting a picture for you but let’s just say that, had the fire alarm gone off in the medical center, I would have been in decided peril as even the skin around my ears appeared to be stretched vociferously between a rock and a hard place. When we are done, we feel like we need to be put into an upper body cast but, alas, we are told to have a seat and wait and not to take off our gown yet in case we have to recheck anything. We are surely hoping not to be called for a recheck because, right about now, we are feeling like someone has closed an elevator door on one of us and taken us up to the 26th floor of a high rise and back. I busy myself by talking to you. You don’t say much back. I think you are scared you’re up next.
10:45 AM – We get called back to see the radiologist who we are nuts about. God gave us joyous favor with this staff and radiologist years earlier when we had a couple of serious cancer scares. The first thing he did was ask us about Melissa and Amanda, if that tells you anything about how wonderful he is and about how often they’ve been there with me and gotten all mangled up in their mother’s health dramas. Close your eyes again because he has large X-ray images of each of our – well, you know – on the screens. They look very ugly inside like they always have, which is precisely the reason for all the drama. Calcifications and the like. We can only visit with him for a minute about Amanda and Melissa because we need to be put out of my misery and told if everything looks okay. He tells me what he’s often told me. “I could biopsy you all over the place but, the fact is, these pictures are exactly like the ones from 2009 and 2010. I never like how they look but they look exactly the same so I’m going to let you go another full year (only the second time in my adult life) but, Mrs. Moore, DO YOUR MONTHLY EXAMS!” I promise that I will and maybe God wants you to promise that you will, too. Maybe that’s why you tagged along today. This is women’s ministry too, you know. We’re not ghosts. We have bodies. And they need stewarding. Maybe you need to do a few things for your health, too, but you think you’d rather take a sharp stick in the eye. I won’t hound you. I’ll just let God hound you. Otherwise you might think that misery just loves company. And let’s admit it. It does.
11:00 AM – Even before we’ve completely changed back into our clothes, we text Amanda and Melissa because they love us so much and they’re always relieved, too. We end up talking to both of them on the phone because we’re nuts about them. Our Amanda is having her first day with both kids in school in a good, long while and is celebrating a friend’s birthday over lunch. (AB is back in Mother’s Day Out and our big, fine boy is in his second week of Kindergarten.) Melissa is under the books, studying Coptic. We smile because we love these girls and their different worlds so much.
11:10 AM – One of our dear sibling in-laws needs to tell me something on the phone so we decide to take the long way to work and drive through Starbucks.
11:30 AM We pull up at Living Proof Ministries and we smile because we love those people who work within those walls so much we can barely stand it. We go inside and get and give many hugs because they haven’t seen one of us since last Wednesday. They can hardly wait to hear all about the Living Proof Live in Salt Lake City because they prayed so hard. We brag like crazy on the group God gave us and boast in His fresh graces and mercies. We’re only there for an hour and a half because, remember, this is appointment day.
12:00 PM – We gather for staff prayer time in the break room at LPM, most of us on the floor. We usually have staff prayer on Mondays but, if my schedule allows, I take Monday off after a Living Proof Live so Tuesday, it often is. I give a devotional then we pray together and specifically for one another. Most of the staff members write down their prayer requests on designated sheets of paper then Kimberly Meyer copies them off just before prayer time and passes them out to us. While we are praying, I realize that something pretty big has happened in one of my coworker’s lives while I was out of town and I am distraught. I lean over and write notes on her prayer sheet and tell her to call me the second we break. She nods her head. I can see the tears in her eyes.
1:00 PM – We have to scoot straightaway to make it on time for our next appointment so we end prayer time, say our goodbyes and one of us says we’ll see them all tomorrow. We call my friend before we make it to the car because we are so unnerved for her. She and I talk for the next 15 minutes while I’m on my way to the next stop. I feel badly about leaving you out of the conversation but, alas, some things are best kept confidential. I wouldn’t tell her some of the things you’ve told me either.
1:20 PM – We pull up hurriedly into the driveway of the groomer and run inside to get Queen Esther. Our next appointment is at 2:00 and not close by so we have no time for lollygagging. We’ve already paid in advance so it’s just a matter of fetching our best little buddy. We head off to the car. We really wish Queen Esther would t___t___ before getting in the backseat but she is traumatized by #4 clippers and, hence, her bladder is frozen solid. She barks “Run for your life!” and so we do.
1:25 PM – We pull into our old familiar driveway of 27 years (conveniently close to the groomer as you can see from our timeline). We let the Queen out of the backseat, nod with approval as her bladder thaws out in the grass, and we scurry our little beloved into the house since she can’t go with us to our next appointment. We haven’t eaten any lunch so we spread us a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and a half and stuff it in a Ziploc because we dearly love Ziplocs. And peanut butter and jellies.
1:35 PM – We make sure Queen Esther is all settled in the house – even if she is royally ticked that she’s once again being forsaken – and we (you and I) head out the door and jump back into the car. We eat our PB&Js before we make it to the second traffic light. We leave one of our husbands a voice mail and tell him what we’re doing then we head on our 15 minute trek to our hair goddess for fresh highlights and a trim. One of us is having her annual photo-shoot tomorrow and, lest the other one think it sounds glamorous, the one of us having the photo-shoot enjoys it almost as much as she enjoys her annual m________ogram. We do indeed like seeing the photography staff once a year but, truthfully, this half of we just wishes we were seeing each other over bagels. So much smiling and not a grandbaby in sight. What a waste.
2:00 PM – We are in the chair of the Miss America of Hair. We LOVE this woman. I mean we absolutely L-O-V-E this woman. I’d tell you her name except that my staff would hang me upside down by my little toes because she’s already so booked that most of us make our appointments a couple of weeks in advance.
3:25 PM – We are still in the chair of the Miss America of Hair. She is very accustomed to us working hard on our laptop while in her chair. In fact, one of us put the last period of the final day of the James study sitting right here in this chair two weeks ago. One of us also wrote a chunk of GOOTP and SLI in this very chair. Right about now our big hair is in about 47 foils that could provide enough electric current for ET to call home.
4:00 PM – The Miss America of Hair unfolds one of the foils and nods her head. One of us leans back and puts her head in the shampoo bowl, but, alas, while holding the laptop up in the air so that the same one of us need not waste any time. God forbid that she’d just lay her head back and do nothing. We get a trim and The Miss America of Hair takes the blow dryer and blows all the hair off my computer keyboard and we laugh and thank her. We tip her well because we love to sit in the chair of the Miss America of Hair and we want her favor.
And we get back into the car, you and me.
Exhausted.
But so happy.
Because we’ve spent the day with a good sister-friend. We’ll stop by the chiropractor, get adjusted, thank him again for being used of God to get our reluctant (nearly rude) selves out of 24/7 pain a year ago then one of us – I said just one of us – will go home and kiss my husband.
Thank you so much for coming along today, Sister! You made me smile. I love you and think of you every day.
I had such a fun day with you, Beth! Thanks for sharing it with us.
I sure do love you,
Gretchen
I so enjoyed spending the day with you (a day late, mind you.) I am sitting alone in an empty house, husband in CA with oldest daughter who just left for college, three younger siblings all gone (for the first time all three together) to a teen activity, and feeling so very alone. Tears have come much tonight, even though I have cleaned every inch of this house, read every email three times, and tried to spend time with the Lord. Had a procedure to check on the success of radiation for Br_____ cancer (can’t type the word either) and found it not successful. Sitting here in the dark contemplating chemo, adding to the fear and loneliness. I’m sorry for rambling, Beth, but you seem to be a “friend” in cyber-space and my heart needs one tonight.
Praying Colossians 3:15 for you, Kim, that the peace of Christ would rule in your heart…and (probably the most difficult part of that verse) be thankful. Praying for healing of course, also.
Love, Courtney
Oh, Kim. I’m sorry, dear girl. I’m praying.
I don’t know if this is allowed or even possible, but Kim, I am praying for you and your precious family. I have friends and a family member going through the same fear and loneliness at this very moment. My love, thoughts and prayers will remain with you.
Love, Nancy
Praying for you.
I am praying for you , sister.
Dear Kim,
Praying for God-given peace to flood your soul, for wisdom regarding chemo, and for God to heal swiftly.
Oh Kim, how scary. I will be praying for you.
Just prayed for you, sweet Kim.
Dearest Kim,
I’m praying for you from Orlando, Florida tonight! Praying that Jesus will heal you, give you peace in the face of this news, and courage to trust Him deeper still. He has gone before you in a mighty way and He loves you more than you will ever know. Praying. Hoping. Believing on your behalf : )
kim, praying right now for your complete healing in the name of Jesus! asking for a need for them to recheck one more time for them to discover Jesus has taken it all away. may the peace of God cover you and your family!!! love, kimberly
I will be praying for you Kim!
I’m praying for you, Kim. You aren’t alone.
Praying for you this morning. Have a wonderful, blessed day.
Praying for you Kim. God is our refuge or strength, an ever-present help in trouble. Psalm 46:1 I can do everything through him who gives me strength. Phillippians 4:13 Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make your paths straight. Proverbs 3:5-6 Praying for your strength, your healing and your hurting heart………
I’m praying for you right now, Kim.
May God shower you with ‘Hope’ today and wrap you up in His loving arms of comfort which bring peace beyond understanding and I pray total healing. No matter what is on your path remember that Jesus is there with you and taking every step of the way with you … Rest in him! I commit to pray with and for you Kim … Much love from another cyber-space friend !
Kim, I can hear your heart, and I know that your afraid and lonely. Who won’t be? I’m committed to praying for you each day, beginning with Peace for your mind, and healing for your body.
Guard you mind, sweet friend. Don’t let the enemy wear you out before you even begin to fight.
~Diane
Dear Kim:
Thank you for your courage in sharing your fear and loneliness. I am keeping you in my prayers.
God bless you,
Mary
Oh Kim, please remember you are never alone but I understand how you feel. My daughter is getting married this weekend and then my nest will be empty as well. I am not facing the physical trial that you are but I will be praying for you. I am a nurse and would advise that you call your insurance company and ask for a nurse case manager. She will telephonically support you step by step through your chemo and see you through to the end of it. And there will be an end of it!!! The Lord is faithful and will reveal Himself in marvelous new ways over the next few months- I know He will! Will be praying for you!
Oh, and Beth, I just love you! Will be thinking ’bout the fire alarm going off next time i have to get squished!
Kim, Please know you are not alone. Praying for you, sister. Hugs.
I will keep you in my prayers, never been through this but it could be me tomorrow. God Bless!
Kim, sitting here with tears in my eyes for a fellow siesta in pain. Since I can’t throw my arms around you in support I’ve prayed and asked our Father God to hold you in a gentle bear hug through this season.
Praying for you and asking that God keep you and your family
wrapped in His loving arms!
Kim,
Praying right now for God to protect your heart and mind with a double portion of His peace that surpasses all human understanding.
Patti
This was a stitch! Thank you, Beth! I needed that.
Hey Beth,
What a great day we had! My favorite part was listening to your SSMT memory work! 🙂 I am SURE you wouldn’t miss an opportunity to recite them! Thanks for your leadership!
LOVE. LOVE. LOVE.
I did indeed practice my Scriptures on some of that driving we did yesterday, Courtney! Grin.
I didn’t doubt it for a second…and good job!! They were word-perfect! 🙂 Excited to see you in Baltimore!
That just made me happy. 🙂
Thank you Beth, I had an absolutely wonderful day with you and look forward to doing it again sometime.
Love, Nancy
Beth, Really, you are the most amazing person. That was really a treat. It almost feels like a conversation. Laughed and or smiled through the whole thing. Can’t find words big enough to tell you how much I love you. Really wish I knew some place that is playing the simulcast. If I can find one, I’ll definitely show up. If I can’t, I will definitely pray for all the women that will show up and pray that God will use you and His message to mightily change their life, much like He did for me in your So Long Insecurity simulcast. Thank you, thank you, thank you! The teacher has to turn in for the night. Love ya, Lynda
You make me smile too!
Hairdo Day! Loved it. Somewhere between the #4’s and the foil I remembered the first time I had my son’s hair cut with clippers. At his request, albeit. He was around five and probably void of his two front teeth. We were passing through the mall and decided to risk it. The dear stylist asked which number he wanted used on the clippers. He picked one and off they went. After one pass through the side of his head, he turned to her and calmly said, “No, that’s too short.” Before I could think better of it, a giggle escaped, or rather erupted out of me. Obviously he failed to grasp the concept. I quickly sucked in the next cackle when I saw the tear drops forming in his enormous brown eyes. Bless him.
He was allowed to have whatever ball cap he wanted on our way out of the mall.
You never fail to make me smile, sweet friend. Thank you for letting us tag along with you today!
Oh Beth, I had my M____ogram today too. It makes it much more fun to know we did it together.
You are kidding! How wild is that??
Whew, we’ve had a full day. I just walked to the mirror expecting my roots to be brighter, and alas, they are not. Bummed.
Love you, Beth.
Whew! You weren’t kidding when you said there would be no time to kickback and daydream. That was one happening day. Thanks for letting me tag along with you. I hope you have a relaxed rest of the night. I enjoy you so much 🙂 I’ll be praying for the boy and his mom and for all of you ladies at LPM.
Made a trip to the chiropractor today. My first as a patient. My husband goes and all 3 of our children. My personal boundaries have kept me from being anything other then the driver to and from. But today. Yesterday. And please Lord not tomorrow, extreme pain caused me to cave to my issues. Back tomorrow. Honestly, feeling thankful for the treatment.
Pain can sure be a powerful motivator.
Praying God breaks you free from those inhibitions, Elizabeth, and that he heals you in all ways. My chiropractor has been a big help to me, along with proper nutrition & exercise to strengthen neck & back muscles.
Hope you are feeling better soon!
What a fun post! I prayed for your groomer’s son, and your groomer, and will keep praying. Please let us know when you hear how he’s doing. Thanks for the fun day!
Thanks for sharing your day, I had fresh grown tomato sandwiches, yum! I have a dog story for you. A few days ago we were invited over to a business associate’s home overnight and they had a menagerie of animals that left us rolling on the floor. An older pomeranian and two young ones and a rescued kitty about 4 months old. My new friend announced at around 9:30, hands clapped BEDTIME, the kitty led the three doggies out a doggie door to the porch, they all did their nighttime business and came back inside with the kitty last, she had to cover the business in a large homemade kitty box, it was hysterical, ya’ll. Then off to their kennels in the basement for the night. What would we do without our pets….now off to the beauty parlor tomorrow……Thanks Beth!!!
Whew, I’m exhausted from all our travels and I thought my day was busy!
Sweet dreams and blessed rest 😉
Beth,
It is an honor and a treasure to be so dearly loved by a woman like you. Wish I had been there for real. 🙂
This was really fun. You’re such a hoot (and I mean this in the loving-ly-est way possible). I just started your Revelation Bible Study last night at my church and am amazed at how much I learned already just in the first 8 verses. Woman, you are a blessing.
Loved spending the day with you, sister Beth!
Can I share something unrelated? The last few days have been very difficult. It sure felt like spiritual warfare, I was so depressed and confused, etc. Could not even read my Bible or focus on my SSMT verses.
So today I turned on my audio Bible & just let it play. Things are better tonight. I just reset it so it will play softly all night.
There is awesome power in the spoken Word of God. Amen?
Almost as if I was right there! Rough start to the day, but one fine finish!
Dear Beth:
You are such a wonderful living example of the ‘joy of the Lord’ and such an encouragement to women!! My daughter and I listen to the audios of your studies (Esther being the hands-down fav) and talk about having a ‘little Beth Moore in our pockets’ – today’s post felt like I was in YOUR pocket!
Blessings be upon you.
So much fun to spend today with you, Beth. Sometimes the best of days are like that; spent just doing ordinary things with an extraordinary friend.
Margie
Beth, I read every word of this and loved every bit of going along with you today. Thank you for letting us into your life! Every bit of your day was a testimony for Christ! God is using your profoundly in this generation! Thank you for loving Jesus so! I love you dear Beth!
Adorable!
That was so fun! Thanks for taking me along.
Hey Beth….
Thanks for letting me hang out with ya today…had an awesome time. We prayed, we laughed, we worked on our health and we pampered ourselves. What more could a girl ask for??!!!!!!!!!!!!
That was awesome!!!!
You made me smile too! I love and think of you every day as well!!! Your day was much more fun than mine was! Thanks for sharing!
Thanks so much for sharing your day. I had a blast running around with you. Love you.
Hi my friend, thanks for taking me with you today! Just wanted to let you know I took you with me today as well. After I dropped my hubby of at work and took the kids to school, I popped in your So Long Insecurities on cd and listened to you all the way to “my big school” (college) and home. So encouraging and lifted my spirits. Love you like crazy! Stefanie
This was great! I can’t wait to see you LIVE in Lubbock!!!
Love you!
I loved spending the day with you! It’s amazing how God can weave our hearts together through something so simple. Thank you for being so real!
It was great to hang out with you:) I enjoyed reading about your everyday moments. Your joy is catching! God Bless and thank you for blessing my life, sweet Beth, with your work!
This is why we all love you! You are so much fun to “hang-out” with! Thank you for letting us spend the day with you.
Whew! I’m exhausted.
Thanks for a great time. I’ve actually never had a friend accompany me for my m_______mogram. Maybe I should at least have someone meet me for lunch afterwards! Love that you eat PB and J sandwiches — crunchy or creamy?
This was a hoot, and I loved being included in your day! Hugs to you!
Beth,
I love you!
Thanks for spending the day with us! It was a much needed smile and laugh… as this evening has proved most oppressive! Praying you have a good week!
I was laughing out loud with you and “our” trip to the “squeeze chute” as this rancher’s wife likes to call it. Since my BC diagnosis 5 years ago, my tech Robin and I have become good pals. God even gave me the opportunity to share my Whole Story at a nearby town’s church Salad Supper last spring, and she “happened” to be there. Praying God uses it to help her have a deeper understanding of who He is and what He’s done and will continue to do for her.
By the way, I am happy to be able to tell my husband that it takes other women the better side of 2+ hours to get their hair looking its best!
You have made me laugh tonight! You’re so clever 😉
You know, the problem with the “pancake maker” is….it does pull all the skin from the back of your ears and neck into a downward motion. I mean, I’ve already got that going down on it’s own…it doesn’t need anymore help!!!!! hello???!!!
Good job, Mama Beth! Do those monthly exams!!
Love,
A Twelve year br____st cancer survivor! 🙂
Wooooohooooo, Jesus!
from one Beth to another, I thoroughly enjoyed our day! i cringed at the m_____m____gram….. i’ve been there and done that and feel the same way about it! ha!
thank you for doing life with us and thank you for loving Jesus the way you do and encouraging us to do the same!
I almost said that your day wore me out, then I thought
how my Thursday looks. Meeting w/ mentor at 10am in Orlando
Then prequalified for house at bank, get nails done
because they jabbing into everything, oh oops,
I already forgot I have to meet siesta named Jessica Dickinson
for lunch…I might take this blog post with me on
Thursday to remind me 🙂
Something randomly hilarious about me with
my hair. I have to have the stylist named Angie,
(awesome name don’t you think?)
do my hair at my convenience, bc
I work weird hours, but I also bring
pizza bc my hair is stubborn 🙂
Muah.
Ang
Time for me to hit the hay…I am WORN out from our day. That was the most pain free m________gram that I have ever had and I actually was at the hair dresser’s today becoming more blonde!
As a former school nurse I LAUGHED out loud at the lice (pediculosis to be scientific) comments.
Thanks for a great time today Beth!
Love, Linda
Our Mama is a funny one, isn’t she? haha I loved the QUEEN Esther is ROYALLY ticked… 😀
Thank you for letting us tag along with you. You certainly brightened my day! I thank God for your encouraging spirit. much love.
Wow, we had a busy day! Thank you for taking me along. It was nice to get caught up. See you in Lubbock! I cannot wait!
Lawan
Phil 4:8
Beth, I laughed out loud when I read the part that Star said…”Run for your life!”…I grabbed my four-legged wonders little leg (cuz he is sitting here reading your daily events with me), and I said…”You say that too!” And he does. He hates me after every trip to Canine Glamour. It takes treats and lots of sweet talk to get this 7 pound Yorkie (named Miles) to love his mama after glamour day. Praying for that young heart and your coworkers heart too! Thanking Jesus that all is well with your boulders! Nighty night. Love you Beth! Kim B.
That was hilarious….and so much fun!!!! Oh PLEASE, take us with you again soon….I’ll pay for your Starbucks!!