love with all it's traps and ticks
being Mrs. Reed. NOT Mrs. David Reed, not Ms. Beth Reed, but Mrs. Reed. Mrs. is a title I cherish but my name ain't David.
1 Corinthians 13. Perfect poetry and utter truth. I mean come one, it's even got a Wiki page.
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always endures.
I do again's. Mines at 6:00 P.M tonight in a fancy dancy restaurant on the top of a hill. Way cool dude.
You ever compose something brilliant in your head? Like when you're showering or brushing your teeth and there's just NO way you can write it down? I had that happen this morning. I rocked it! I hit a bloging home run! My brilliance escaped the boundaries of my own humility and I could not wait to share it with you, my 4 stalkers. Um, yeah, by the time I finished drying off, it was gone. *sulks*
So, I'm just going to share with you my favorite sermon of Pastor Kens. I'm not sure if it was the drugs he was on for the back pain, or the subject he was preaching on, but this was one of his best. And before you get all worked up, the week before this was the 6 love boosters men can do for women. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did. Oh, and I'm there, in the audience. Good luck picking me out :P
My pastor is a freakin rock star. His humor, humility and willingness to serve saved me.