birthday23

I was looking over last years birthday photos, the guys took me mountain climbing! Absolutely fantastic! But 22 has finally turned into 23. I'm not going to deny I dread it but I do have to face it. I'm growing up, well not really, I think this is as big as I'm going to get but I plan on doing a different kind of growing up this year.
I was reading Carry the Flame of the Revolution a few weeks ago and it hit me pretty hard again, always does.
If the family is going to fulfil the Lord's calling, its up to us to pick up the torch and stand in the gap. It's hard when you have all these left over 16 year old juices pumping threw your veins, but I've decided that this year I'm going to foucus that energy into something more productive for my home and teem. Already the make over has begun, last aria fellowship I looked threw my wardrobe and found nothing but NICE clothes to wear.
A year ago I told the Lord that if he really wanted me to go from hippie to chique, He would have to supply the proper offensive dress code. He did and now I have not a thing to look shabby in.
Trust me, for some of us Looking Nice, was really bottle braking and revolutionary haha.
So here I go, 24 is waiting...wish me a happy birthday will you!!



This photo by Ivan war horse, please pray that this month's fund raising goes excellent for him.
and something for me from my brother Jess who loves me