Today we are celebrating Christ’s sacrifice for us and rejoicing that He raised from the dead.
Listen and read the words of this song by Nichole Nordeman.
I am so thankful for His love for me.
“By your wounds we are healed.”
(Necklace: Cookie Lee Sweater: GAP Dress: Old Navy Shoes: Amazon)
Here are some deep thoughts for you on this fine day:
-What if you became a narcoleptic just by staying up late too many times?
-What if in stressful situations, you could only sing opera?
-What if everyone had their own theme song that played whenever they walked into a room or their name was said?
-What if mold grew in your ear instead of ear wax?
-What if your muscles popped out if you swallowed big gulps of air?
-What if there was a certain kind of cannibal that only ate boobs?
Got any more deep thoughts to share or am I the only crazy around these parts? 😉
(Sweater: Goodwill-F21 Dress: Target Shoes: Plato’s Closet)
When I was younger, people would ask me if I hated my freckles. I was blown away by this question because I felt completely the opposite. I LOVED my freckles because they made me stand out (which is something I sorta kinda love to do…guilty) and it made me closer to my make-believe BFF Anne Shirley. I always used to joke about my freckles molding together and then I would actually be tan. Well friends, the day has finally come. I noticed today that about five of my freckles have decided to start a gang and have clumped together into a giant (or maybe about half an inch) spot on my cheek and it’s not pretty. I am now afraid that I will start to resemble a dalmation. This summer I’ll be completely covered from head to toe as not to acquire any more skin damage. Anyone have a burka I can borrow? 😉