Daily Archives: August 3, 2015

Photo Rehab #10 – Up Close & Bangles

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Up Close & Bangles! My sister has these wide range of really lovely Indian bangles that she sells and they come in beautiful vibrant colors. Pleasing to the eyes and a treasure to have. I took shots of some for my last week’s Photo challenge. What do you think about my Close Up?

By the way, I’m taking it to the #PhotoRehab Clinic, it could do with some of these colors!

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Lyrical Monday

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RHYTHM OF LIFE

My heart beats with the rhythm of love
With the songs like one from above
The sounds…
The steps…
With colours that reflect light
Making it so full of life.

Each pump sets my pulse racing
So alive and anticipating
As the throbbing pulse of the drums
And the simple way a guitar in strum

The regular pattern
Really does matter
More like an assurance
Rather than insurance
It needs to beat in sequence
Or face dire consequence

My heart is strong
And feels no wrong
As it is strung on hope
And not flung alone

As each day awakens
My heart is not shaken
…Through the night
My eyes saw no light
My ear though open
Heard nothing spoken

My senses were alert
And the feeling right
Cos my heart was alive
And beating to the rhythm of life.

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Sittin’ in a Tree

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Caroline, wrote this and it really blessed me. I know Caroline’s God or you can say, I have a relationship with Him. You will learn from it too! Tell me your thoughts.

Beautiful Life with Cancer

Love, sweet love, how I love you! Two days ago I celebrated being married to my best friend and love of my life for the last thirteen years. No, I’m not going to write all the mushy details. But they were good and mushy. (Insert silly grin and wink here.)

But also, fastly approaching, are two weddings of family members, one of which is my brother. I got a kind email from a friend of the bride asking if we could put together a book of advice from married women. Here is what I had to say:

A godly bride, who can find her? I am fortunate to be the sister of the man that God has been preparing for you since he was a little boy.

Tall Ben and beautiful Megan squeezed into the love seat in the corner of my living room, “What things do we need to…

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