Never say, never!


Hey everyone! Sorry it’s taken me this long for an update on how the no sugar/no sweetener challenge is going. Life has been crazy. It seems since we joined the little church (last year) we are currently attending, life just got INSANE, but of course in a good way.

We of course, go to church on Sundays, we have two bible studies a week (back to back, Wednesday and Thursday nights) Tuesday’s at Hubby’s Family for supper, my family on Sundays, and once a month, the ladies at church get together on the first Monday’s of the month to eat and fellowship and play Bunco (not bingo.. totally different 😉) so we have very little time at home to ourselves. Our grocery bill did get significantly smaller which has been a blessing but I still cook on occasion for me. Since I have no clue ahead a time if I’m gonna be able to eat whatever they are eating. Plus, working everyday at the little cafe, and trying to juggle housework and spending a little time encouraging the other women in our church and outside church friends. It’s hard to juggle it all and still eat healthy and exercise and have time to work on artwork. And organizing my house (which lately has been a project category all to itself).

But I am still eating no sugar or sweeteners, and officially have reached 48 days, today! Monday will be 50 days total! Woohoo! Honestly I have had very little time to weigh and measure myself. Coffee is honestly the first thing I think of when I wake up in the morning and how much I feel it would be easier just to hook me up to an iv filled with strong coffee. 😜 I am tired and grumpy all the time, which probably has something to do with not having energy. A little bit of sugar I’m starting to find out is really not that bad for you. Obviously don’t be one of the statistics of 150lbs of sugar a year consumers in America, eat. But eating 5-6Tbsp a week is not a bad deal. And very doable. Preferably the “good” sugar, monk fruit, Swerve, honey, coconut sugar, even organic cane sugar. I stay away from Stevia because it gives me migraines (smelling it is pretty much deadly to me, in that regard) and is also known to cause miscarriages, so I steer clear of anything that even remotely says anything of that nature. True or not? I don’t really wish to find out. Never say, never.

But when I do get back to it in 42 days, I plan to stick with Swerve and possibly Erythritol, its also a yummy substitute.

But for now, watermelon, green tipped bananas and Granny Smith apples and berries hold the “sugar” for me.

When I’m eating those, life seems to be better. So in spite of the grumpy morning blues, and the constant need for coffee, I’m feeling a lot thinner. Whether I’ve lost a little or a lot. I do feel “better” or thinner. And the fact that I fit into my honeymoon jeans, my 8’s! my first goal! Yep! Pretty happy with that!

My second goal is the 6’s in my drawer! Just waiting for me. My third are the art jeans, the 4’s I don’t know that I’ve ever been in a 4, maybe when in junior high school? But they have my artwork all over them, so naturally it would be cool to wear them someday. Never say, never!


Katie ♥️


This Crazy Wonderful Life!


Hey y’all!

It’s been a little while since my last post. I just got done organizing my art room. A project sorely neglected for a long time. But I said, before I start painting a ton of new paintings again, I’m going to first organize my art room so it’s decent for painting in. I think I’ll be putting up my jewelry stuff for awhile and focus on just a few things I want to get done, those things on my vision board.

First thing is first:

1.) Spend more time with Hubby. And those I love.

I love a LOT of people, mostly the ones I spend a lot of time talking to, over the phone, texting and in the everyday. And now that I have a job, time with my tribe is limited. Saturdays are pretty much my tribe time and Sundays are my church tribe and my family time. But I’m thankful more and more for each moment. Thanks to this job, I really am starting to appreciate every moment I spend with everyone I possibly can. And having a new church family, is such a blessing. Each person in our church we’ve grown so close in such a short time. Love it. ❤️

2.) This one may seem silly to some of you, but I have had this project going on now for about 15 years maybe more. I have an obsession of patches, you know the patches you buy for ironing on shirts and jackets and such? Well I have collected them for about 15ish years now and have cumulated quite a few in my travels. Just about every park I have visited I bought a patch. Every national park I’ve visited, unique restaurant that sell them, etc. I’ve always been fascinated with the old 1800’s-1900’s fashion of putting stickers on your luggage/trunks of places you’ve been, and wonder why they don’t do that anymore? So I decided I would buy a patch every place I went that was unique and if they sold them. I’ve had friends buy some for me, and have given me some. Which I find funny. They must think I’m crazy. But I appreciate it. 😎 The patches will be added to a bag I made in middle school, that I have saved for years and years. 😋 I would like to get all the ones I currently have onto the bag, asap. So I can continue my collecting without feeling too overwhelmed with how many I need to sew on.

3.) I would like to do more photography. Some of just my own inventions and pleasure. Not necessarily paid ones. More practice. Which I just started lessons with my new Pastor who is an excellent photographer so I think I’m in good hands. I’ve had two lessons so far and have really come to appreciate it even more.

4.) I would also like to try to paint at least 10 more paintings before the new year. I have one landscape I hope to start on in the morning now that my art room is fairly organized. I just need to make a list of all the ones I want to try and do. I’ll elaborate more on those later.

5.) I have a plethora of photos I would like to turn into another scrapbook before the new year. In a perfect world I will crank out 3 in a year. But we’ll see if next year will hold more true to that.

6.) I just started bullet Journaling and absolutely love it! Well I did until I got a job, and that went out of the window for now. So I have to figure out how to keep that in line and keep at it. We’ll see how it goes.

7.) I really want to squeeze my workouts back into my schedule even if it’s just for a short 10min. Or what have you. I can tell I get tired easily and feeling a little flabby. So I need to get back into it. I would like to get back into running but it may just be a once a week thing again, which would be fine with me.

8.) I know, I’m a nut, but I’be been keeping my eyes open for a Star Wars phone case. I had an R2-D2 phone case with my old iPhone 4s, I have an iPhone SE and have been on the lookout for something Star Wars. Because I’m a nerd like that. 🤓😜

9.) I have about two or three paintings I really need to finish, but haven’t. So they maybe part of the ten I do, they maybe extra. We’ll see.

10.) Like always I plan to blog more. Probably FB less because frankly, too much drama lately. No offense but there really is. And I miss writing. So I’m gonna try and do more blogging and less FB.

11.) So, thanks to family members, I finally found an OB-GYN that is not only a Christian but also one who really CARES! Yes!! He really, really does! When we went last month for my consultation he continued to say how sorry he was for our losses! And how he acknowledges God created our bodies to do amazing things just confirmed that I knew I was in good hands. That he acknowledged that our babies were babies and REAL LOSSES, not just an “oh well,” thing that happened like our last doctor put it. I had been praying so very much that we would find a doctor who really, genuinely cared, and I believe he does!

Anyway he told me, my issue was indeed an incompetent cervix and noticed my cervix opening was a lot smaller than most. He also said, there is a very promising procedure I can have done, a TAC (Trans Abdominal Cerclage). There are only two doctors in the US that perform this surgery and the one I will be going to, is in Chicago and has an individual success rate of 99%, as oppose to all the others (95%!). So we are extremely hopeful! We went from having a 50/50 chance of being able to have a full term baby to a 99% chance! Isn’t God good? How amazing is that? His plans are ALWAYS perfect. We are very hopeful and know He knows best, whatever the outcome.

And lastly,

12.) I would love it, if I had the surgery next month (November) and Lord willing get pregnant in December. I think that would be so cool! Either get pregnant around Christmas or New Years! Either way, it would be a great gift!

Anyway, I’ll write soon about our upcoming trip as I find out more details! Hopefully I’ll know more next week sometime.



The Homestead Artist

To Ask or Not To Ask? (What to say or not to say to those who’ve been through a Stillbirth or Baby Loss)…


Hi! I’m sure most of you have figured I have fallen off the face of the planet! Ha! Not quite! I’ve just been super busy with painting and life! 🙂 I have decided that posting each week on the paintings is just not working out, I’m not done or through with my challenge, shoot no! But I have been missing blogging in general, not just about art.  I have had other things on my heart to share. This in particular has been on my heart to share. There are so many hurting hearts out there who have lost sweet children. These are just from my own experience, that I want to share with you, that you might be a shinning light to someone who you may know personally who is hurting.

We all need help on knowing what to say to people who are hurting, and what not to say, we are human, after all and we are inquisitive when it comes to baby deaths.  Sometimes we overstep our bounds, and say/ask too much.  I truly wish that I had known these things back before we had our stillbirth.

…Things You Should Never Say/Ask/Do to a Couple Who Have Been Through a Stillbirth (My Own Thoughts From My Own Experience)


1.   Never say, “Oh you’re still young, you can still have many more.”

You have no idea how tragic that sounds to a mother or father who have witnessed losing a child they never got to know, and to tell them, they can have many more is like, trying to excuse the fact this was a child and he was loved very much. To dismiss that he was human and that we cared for his lil life and that we can quickly dismiss that and go onto trying to fill up that void with another child as if the first never existed.

2.  Never ask, “What happened?” Unless you know for a fact they are strong people and they have shared their story with others.


Be aware that when you ask those two words “What happened?” what most people don’t realize they are asking more of them, maybe things they don’t wish to share. You are asking to open up to a subject that has been a nightmare to them, a dream they can never awaken from.  You are asking them to reveal a painful subject that they may not be ready to share with you, especially if you are not a close friend.  A friend that is present on a weekly/monthly basis, maybe. If they are willing to share you their story, they may tell you without hesitation or they may pause and say, I’m not ready to go down that road just yet. It’s too fresh in their mind and sometimes it’s best to keep those thoughts to their self. Everyone grieves differently.

3.  Never, I say NEVER joke about getting pregnant, like say on April Fools day, a popular day for such pranks.


Never ever joke about being pregnant, or pretend with a (Just Kidding) on a pregnancy stick.  I know this has nothing to do with a Still Birth but it must be said, too many people out there hurt people as it is, some people after going through a traumatic time with stillbirth, its hard on your body and it takes a bit more time to heal and possibly get pregnant again.  Someone who has lost a baby doesn’t need to see on social media that someone is joking about getting pregnant. It’s not funny and you’re hurting yourself far more than those who can’t conceive again.  It hurts enough that we lost a true love baby, don’t make it worse by making light of something so deep. Something you can’t understand unless you’ve been there or know of someone who has been there. Be ye kind one to another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another.

4.  Never say, “Maybe you should look into this further.”


First off, that’s a pretty personal question, not many people feel comfortable sharing.  Who knows, they maybe looking into it already, you just don’t know it. Especially if it happened more than once.  If so, let them figure it out. But most likely, they are trusting in the Lord and how much more should we do the same, if they are?

5.  Never talk about the baby and then turn around and say, “on a lighter note…”


Who knows? Maybe talking about their baby-loss is a comfort to them and to say this can result in tears. Be cautious with newly wounded creatures. They are frail and hurting, try to be considerate of their feelings.

6.  Never say, “I’m so sorry you had to go through this.”


I had so many people tell me this and I would try to tell them, “It’s ok. The Lord is in control.”  And He is.  For me, these words were discouraging and I wished more than anything people would have said, “Im sorry for your LOSS”, because he was, a loss, to acknowledge that my baby was a person and great loss; not that I had to go through this? Truly, it’s a painful experience, and I too, would never wish it on anyone, but if God is trying to get ahold of someone’s heart and mind, then sometimes losing a baby is a way to bring people to the cross, to trusting Him again, to finding peace and comfort in and through, Him.  Remember we serve a jealous God who wants ALL of our love, not just a little bit here and there.  If a baby loss is all that it takes to bring people back to Jesus, then I say, its God’s will and best for them.  If they are trusting the Lord to see them through and they are finding peace, this phrase is not a comfort to the sojourner who is seeking and finding their peace and comfort in God’s love, but rather a hindrance, telling them you’re sorry, they had to go through it when they know, it was God’s will. Telling them I’m sorry for your loss, is far better to hear than saying God’s will is not best and I’m sorry God chose the wrong way for you. That’s why its so discouraging when people couldn’t except that it was God’s will for us to go through this.  If we are finding peace and comfort in our loss, shouldn’t you who haven’t lost a baby or maybe you have, but haven’t found that peace that passeth all understanding, how much more should you trust God too, if those that have, do. Plus, after going through this loss, I am closer to the Lord than I ever have been in my whole Christian Life!  I am thankful, but it still hurts. **

…Things You Should Say/Ask/Do to a Couple Who Have Had a Stillbirth

  1. Please say, “I am praying for you and your husband.” Not only say, but do!


You’re not being nosey but rather being a comfort, you’re not asking a lot of complicated personal questions but rather taking initiative to encourage and lift them up when they feel so down.  You have no idea how comforting it is to know people are praying for you and love you tenderly and dearly! They would never wish to hurt you in this trying time, and I know no one ever meant to hurt me with their questions, but when people put aside the questions and simply told me they have been praying, it is such a HUGE comfort and you don’t have to rehash the painful experiences all over again.

**For me, I do share my story, from time to time, mainly because I have accepted it as God’s will and have found true peace and comfort, because of God’s love and strength, (I am weak, and He is strong!) if I can help someone else with my story, and encourage them, then by God’s grace He will sustain me and help me tell my story, the way He sees fit. Though I will admit I’m not quite ready to type it out for my blog, I may never be fully ready for that, cause I don’t want people to see it as a “good story” but rather an encouragement to those hurting and those that haven’t found that peace yet.**

2.  If you have had a child loss in the past and you are ready to share with others, I say, share it.


I don’t know how many people, young women and older women alike, even men, came to me and told me their stories, boldly.  One by one, they came and shared story after story, some even wrote me handwritten letters, snail mail and some called me on the phone. You have no idea what a blessing sharing your story can mean to those hurting and to see, you too, trusting in our Saviour’s love and strength! It is so refreshing to know, you are not alone, but you have friends who have been there or close, or have lost through miscarriage or other baby deaths. A baby loss is hard to go through, but if you have friends who have been through it also, then the loss doesn’t seem as hard to go through cause you have friends backing you up in prayer, daily even!

3.   Be Present!


You have no idea what it means to us who have lost to have faithful friends that daily encourage us and remind us of God’s love through just being present, whether it’s a simple card in the mail to let them know you are thinking of them and praying for them. (Something I wish very much to do for others, who have lost). Call them on the phone if you have their number if you don’t live close. You have no idea what a phone call can do to a person, an art not many use anymore, except to pay bills.  Texting and private messages are the in thing, not that that’s bad, just not very emotional and personal. Listening to someone’s voice is more pleasant than a simple text message or private message. And of course if you live close, be present, in person is far better than any of them!

4.  Along with being present, Ask them if you can do anything for them!


I had so many friends from church and family come over to “check on me” which was a blessing and I guess I admit I miss very much! I don’t get to spend time with people that much so anytime I get to see friends or spend time with them I try to snatch up any opportunity I can!  I enjoyed having families come do my laundry, watch a movie with me, give me Starbucks, send me flowers and SHOWER me with cards of encouragement! I have no idea how many cards I got and flowers! Wow! What a blessing indeed!!  People from church showered me and Spencer with wonderful things to eat! We are so blessed to have so many that care and love us! I am still overwhelmed at the thought of it all!

5.  Give them a hug.


Have you ever felt depressed or down and someone whom you love grabs you and gives you the biggest hug and lets you cry on their shoulder?! Wow!! I seriously have some of the sweetest friends! Give them a hug, cause it is the best form of telling someone you love them and that they are in your prayers! It’s a gesture that means more than just “Hi how are you?” I’ve even had strangers come up to me and hug me and thank me for being so strong! (It’s not me! It’s all the Lord!)

6.   Be an ear to listen, a shoulder to cry upon and a hand to hold, someone once said.


No need for words, just listen.  Share your shoulder and make your arms feel welcoming and safe, sometimes they need to hold a hand, a great opportunity for you to pray for them right there, out loud.

And lastly, “…just LOVE them like Jesus, carry them to Him, this will get easy, this burden is light, you don’t need the answers to all of life’s questions…Just love them like Jesus!” –Casting Crowns

Have you had a baby-loss? Recently, or in the past? Do you have things to add to this list? Please share so others can know that haven’t been through this, can know what not to say, and what to say. Thank you for reading! God bless!

The Day I said “I Do”. (Part 3 of Our Wedding Story)



I know this is normally a day I don’t post, but unfortunately I had a super busy week and was rearranging the house to and fro and finally got it back to normal. Finally! And I have been doing lots of “Spring Cleaning” in my kitchen thanks to Hubby who bought me some awesome new shelves! So thankful! I did managed to place a huge box of stuff together to donate to the Hannah House. Stuff I never use.

Anyhoo, now back to the day I said ‘I do’.


Okay, so the above picture? I must comment, (No, my hubby isn’t a nerd, he held his pants up like I held my skirt up). But the search for the perfect Red Shoes and the Perfect White dress is OVER! All my life I had looked for these two things!! And I found them in like a week of each other! So thankful!


So, That moment everyone was waiting for, was quickly approaching…









I love photographs, don’t you?



My two amazing brothers and the other guys did such a beautiful job on the music! It was PERFECT. 🙂



Eagerly waiting for his bride, the bridegroom and our Pastor.


I am so glad my brother was able to capture this face! Love him!


Yay!! Here I is, with my Daddy!


My Dad gave me away with a “goodbye” kiss after pulling way the veil from my face! Goodbye to my childhood and upbringing, to my single womanhood, goodbye to his “lil girl”.




We had a friend read The Marriage Prayer.


When we both said, “I Do”.


The importance of the sand being poured into the jar is, not just two people coming together with vows of this and that, but being married means for life, putting on those rings, saying I do, for better for worse, in sickness and in health, means, for real, we will stay together no matter what. Just as this glass of tiny pieces of different colored sand cannot be separated, neither can we, because we are one, just as we are one in Christ, we are one in Holy Matrimony, forever, till death do us part. Literally.


And there ya have it! Our First Kiss! Wow!! Talk about AMAZING!! Closing your eyes is the best, because when you share it with a crowd, they seem to magically disappear! My head felt as though it was spinning out of control, not sure if it was hunger affects or simple bliss from my first kiss! All I know, is it was all worth the 28 year wait!


“May I now introduce you to, the new, Mr. and Mrs. Spencer Miller”.


One of my favorite “kisses”. I sure do love him.



Then we signed our lives to be officially, official.


Never Be Shaken.

With Christ in the Middle our marriage cannot be shaken.


I love Autumn!


I love food, too! Lol! No, seriously, I can remember being SO HUNGRY!


And boom, like that, we were ready to greet and eat! 😉


Isn’t that one of the most impressive grooms cakes you ever saw? And I heard it was delicious, too! Sadly, we didn’t get a taste, but it sure looked amazing! (Sarah Bearden, is amazing!!)


This was delicious! Pumpkin Spice with cream cheese frosting always is!



Yeah, I couldn’t resist… “nice” lil me can be mean. 😉


But then again he can, too. 😉


Silly us!




I will admit this is an awesome photo, but I forgot one thing in this photo, I forgot to assign someone to my bouquet to toss! Yes!! I forgot toss my bouquet to strategically toss towards my lil  sister! lol Oh well!





I guess no one got the memo that Spencer likes Sundrop over Mtn Dew.


And we are living happily ever after…

Hope y’all enjoyed Our Wedding Story.

Thanks for reading.


Wedding Date: November 24th, 2012, and December 8th, 2012…



Mister Right and Me (Part 2, Continued from The Day I Met Mister Right)



Oh I love this time of year, don’t you? Fall is seriously the best season there is! The air just seems so crisp and fresh and full of spices, as it should be! 🙂 I love the sound of the leaves, crunch beneath my feet. Sweaters and turtlenecks, pumpkin spice lattes and of course turkey and an ooberant amount of Thanksgiving to the Great God of Wonders! 🙂

Ok, so where did I leave off, Oh yes, the Starbucks date. Imagine that, I am in Starbucks at this very moment. Not the exact spot we sat at in the back of the store but I am in the building. 🙂 Makes me smile big to think about.

I forgot to bring my calendar so I may or may not get it right, my calendar from that year I saved especially for remembrance.  And if ever I needed to type it out. Spencer, has the better memory of this family unit, than I do. SO, anyhoo. I believe before we met at Starbucks, we did meet at my brothers for supper, they were having a lil shin ding at their house. They do those quite a bit have a bunch of families from church to come over and visit and eat good food. 🙂 Spencer, was invited by my brother especially for my benefit, and since he had helped fix his car, it was only the courtesy thing to do. 😉

Ok so we saw each other at this event get together.  And my, did he seem tall… yeah, I know seems silly, but I have ALWAYS wanted to marry a tall guy. It seemed at the time I knew only petite guys, or smaller, short, or rather, just not tall guys. It was really frustrating to a girl who was always considered by everyone around her as “the tall girl”.  Yeah, gets annoying after hearing it 20 times a day. So I had prayed for years and years, “Please God, I don’t care what he looks like, just send me a tall guy!” I figured if the guy was ugly in appearance he would become handsome to me later on as I grew fondly in love with him. But Spencer had both good looks AND great height!! So thankful! Not that it would have been a horrible thing if he hadn’t been so amazingly good looking, in time he would be.  And I think his good looks have increased, I am so madly in love with this guy that I can honestly say the men I used to moon over, are no comparison to my good lookin’ man! Even actors that I was attracted too, cause really they all look a lot like my man, in a way! (Zac Efron, Liam Hemsworth) yeah, you get the idea.

Well as we were sitting at my brothers’ house eating delicious food, my Pastor came and sat right in between Spencer and I. lol! Cracks me up every time.  Not sure if Pastor knew we were both interested in each other or if this was just one of those crazy awkward moments? Spencer and I were actually sitting across from each other, when he sat down he sat right in front as if he wanted to watch me as I ate, sloppily, no doubt, (yeah, I was a nervous wreck, I wanted to make a good impression, but I was failing miserably).  But as we sat, Pastor started asking Spencer questions about his church, and asked him what he was up to, where he worked and how old he was….23….wait what?!! He was 23?? I was 27 at the time… I thought… this could be a problem.  I thought I better let him know. It didn’t bother me, for in fact I had had a previous relationship with a guy earlier that year with a guy 4 years younger and we basically seemed pretty good for each other at the time.  Or rather got along well. It might would have been weird to just anyone at the time but I was fine with it.  In fact growing up I always got along better with guys younger than me. In fact older guys frightened me. 😛

We later met at my churches 4th of July picnic and I asked him about the age difference was 5 years, he smiled a me as if he knew and seemed to not mind. He even said, “No, I don’t mind, I have actually never dated anyone younger than me.” (WHEW!!! Glad that went well).  I told him I was actually shocked at hearing his age. He seemed so much older than I.  He told me everyone says the same thing.

The Starbucks “Date” went well. We had notebooks with questions of things we wanted to know about each other.. It was really sweet.  I totally recommend doing this if its your  first outing. After that outing it was seriously so awesome. But my first recollection of “falling for him” was the trip we took, the white water rafting trip. (I can’t remember where this falls in place, sorry I am so bad with dates).

Well, after our Starbucks date Spencer either called or came over and asked my dad if he could start a relationship with his daughter (me!).  Of course my dad, liked Spencer and trusted  him and knew he would take care of me and wouldn’t do anything to hurt me or my reputation.  He was genuine. Truly.  So my dad gave his consent and we started a full-fledged courtship right before I went on a week-long trip to Pen State to be a counselor at a church camp I went to every summer.  Talk about ROUGH! I just started a relationship with this good looking man and had to be away from him for an entire week!  I had made a commitment to serve these girls in my cabin I just got into a relationship with a guy, I wanted to get to know better but couldn’t due to being 500+ miles away for an entire week and two days! 😉

It wasn’t easy and one of the ladies in my church advised I cut communication with him for the week because I had made a commitment to these girls, so yeah, that was rough to.  But as the Scriptures teach us, “I shall not die but live, and declare the works of the Lord!” So I did just that. I survived the week and it was really kinda sad, cause this was my very last year to not only be a counselor, but also it would probably be the last year to come, unless my man would be willing to take off a whole week to go too.  I kinda had a feeling that the above was true cause, with Spencer, I truly thought he might very well be the one.  I even told my boss the week before I went to camp, “You might want to start looking for someone to replace me, because I truly believed this guy was the one.” She kinda just laughed, she had seen the other relationship not work out, so she had no excuse but to believe this one wouldn’t either. Heehee!

As soon as I came home from Camp we began seeing each other three days a week. Mainly cause that was what my dad had said we could do.  Yes, we were courting… not dating.  Dating is a free bird to do as you please kinda relationship, no strings attached. But courtship is a bit different, usually involving  a parent or two or spiritual leader to make rules and regulations on how things would work each week.  We didn’t always have to have a chaperone, Thankfully, so we usually either did things with friends, or family.  Like the Tractor Pull we went to with family and friends.  Or Starbucks trips by ourselves.

I think the first time I “noticed” or “fell in love” with Spencer was when he did the most heroic thing I have encountered in quite some time! I was so thankful! At the White Water Rafting Trip my sister was there to chaperone us, since it was a water sport, we kinda needed that extra chaperoning.  Though, Spencer was the perfect gentleman and gave us each a bar of Rich Dark Chocolate Bark, it was yummy and so sweet he thought of my lil sister, too.  Melted my heart! But that wasn’t the moment that I experienced Cupid’s sharpest arrow.  All the guys that were at the white water rafting trip with us, the group we went with, the guys of course all took off their shirts to put their life vests on… RIGHT IN FRONT OF US GIRLS… I’m sorry, but that just turns me off… I know it’s a water sport, but I don’t know these guys very well and there are younger girls and older girls there around my sisters age, that really, don’t need to see stuff like that.  It really ticks me off.  Cause I know, what it does to us girls when we see that.  I mean, I am of the mindset, if it’s not ok for girls to take their shirts off, then why is ok for a guy too? I mean, seriously, think about it? Why is it ok for them too?  I’m not saying this as an “It’s not fair” issue but rather, “it’s indecent” issue for both male and female.  If guys get all hyped up when they see a girl in a low cut shirt, then what do you think us girls do with his shirt off?? I means seriously??… you think we are so dumbed down to  thinking, oh it doesn’t bother us to see a guy with his shirt off. Well, it bothers me and it should bother other girls, too.  Please go to the restroom and take your shirt off and put your life vest on in there if it has to be done.  But not in front of young innocent little girls that don’t need to even be thinking of things like that right now, or even have someone boost her chance of entertaining such thoughts.  Sorry, pet peeve.  I say all that to say, Spencer, my knight in shining armor didn’t take his shirt off in front of Liz and I and left it on to put his life vest on.  Whoo hoo!! I love this guy already! He totally passed the test in my mind for that heroic act!  Yeah, guys, if you want to play the hero in your woman’s eyes, truly, don’t take your shirt off in front of her, unless you are married.

Well, our courtship was a fast one, 2 months to be exact and it was full of flowers and reading the book, “Boy Meets Girl” By Joshua Harris,  a mixture of different stories of courtship and dating stories.  Very sweet… though we only got to the third chapter.   Spencer was convinced I was the one after two months… for me it was like after the first month.  I just had one question to ask him to finalize my ideas of completely giving my life and heart away in marriage to this man.  Yes, you read that right, in marriage, it’s not right to give your heart away in a courtship/dating or even in an engagement relationship, but rather in marriage at the alter before God and witnesses..  I knew he was the one, because it wasn’t a jittery feeling I had, it wasn’t even a feeling, but rather a knowing in my heart, I WANTED to spend the rest of my days with him.  My question was basically if he would be willing to go to our church, since his was having some issues and he seemed to rather enjoy attending mine.  It was hard for me to imagine going to any other church than the one I had been attending a great majority of my life.

I know that sounds selfish, but, I admit I am selfish even with things I so enjoy, I just want to share them with the people I love most and care about deeply.  In fact, I wish I could share this blessing of my church with a great many people I love and cherish, but I can’t exactly just go up to people and twist their arms in a literal sense and make them come, if they really, really want to enjoy the joys I experience every Sunday when I attend, then they will come, and I will know that my prayers were answered.  Yes, I pray that God would bring those I love very much into our church, because honestly I have been to other churches but nowhere have I had the most love and joy in any church I have been other than those in our denomination! But mostly what I have experienced at Trinity Pres. I am so thankful for my sweet church family!  We are all so close and I hope and pray this church family grows with other sweet people and families.

Ok… sorry bunny trail…  You will find I am good at those. Well, this is getting lengthy so I will cut this short and save my favorite part for next time, so be looking for Part 3 on Friday!