Then my heart broke for the fellow who was with us who doesn't know the Lord and I prayed for him, that he would enter the kingdom before the Lord comes and would be there with us on that day. Pray for him also...his name is Andrew.
Saturday, September 25, 2010
Friday, September 24, 2010
Recently, I was reflecting on the "smell of home". When I walk in my parents door I smell either home cooked meals or my moms home made soaps.
In Grand Marais, especially in autumn, when I enter Garry and Renee's house, I smell the pleasing aroma of birch from their wood burning fireplace.
These smells comfort me and "welcome me home" in a sense.
I find that the fall is the time of year when this happens most often.
What are smells that remind you of home or bring you back to a time and place?
Thursday, September 23, 2010
I'm probably the busiest I've ever been, which you could probably tell by my lag in blog posts.