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Good Saturday Morning!  It's a brisk 35 degrees.

Working through my usual Saturday morning routine of late:
  • Coffee
  • Make-up
  • Go for blood work
  • Breakfast
  • Make breakfast for DH 😘
  • Head to local thrift store
Maybe some explanation is in order.

I love coffee.  I love wearing make-up. I love breakfast. I LOVE my wonderful husband!!

So that may not have been what warranted an explanation.  I had some routine blood work done a couple months ago that showed some abnormality - so now I have to get it rechecked every couple of weeks to make sure it is decreasing (which it is) and not increasing.  Given the results of the last couple tests, I am hopeful that it will be normal today.  I have not worried about this - I gave it to God and he has brought healing!  

There is a thrift store near by that is run by a local non-profit.  Last year I started volunteering to work there a couple Saturdays a month.  I had to cut it back due to other commitments - but now I work from 10 - noon 1 or 2 Saturdays a month.  

 I will post the continuing story that I started in my last post, today, I just wanted to catch up with my daily life and tell you a little about myself.  I looked at my profile and realized that I started blogging...although I was never very prolific at it...11 years ago!  I am such a different person now then I was then!  In a good way!  I want to explore those changes, what brought them on, and how I worked through them. It is my goal to do the work that Jesus calls us to in Matthew 28:19

19 Therefore go and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit.

On that Biblical note - I will sign off - time to go to 'work'.

Have a blessed day!
Missy


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