Front Porch Love

On my way to write my blog tonight something unexpected happened. Someone knocked on my door.

I was standing in my nightgown with no make up and who knows what my hair looked like. I considered my excuses for ignoring the knock, but instead, I opened the door and peeked outside.

Smiling back at me were Sister Clark and Sister Lewis, two of the cutest little Mormon missionaries that I've ever seen. They asked if Karen lived here or if I knew which house was hers. I didn't and I expected our encounter to be complete. Then, the unexpected...they stayed.

They didn't mind my clothes(I did put on a robe) or my make up or my hair. They were on a mission.

A mission to share God's love...with me. Right there on my front porch.

They spoke. I listened.

And, I was blessed.

Weekend Grace

So it's the second of September and all ready I missed my self imposed deadline.

God's grace is sufficient for me...

Through computer crashes, internet issues and long work days.

God's grace is sufficient for me...

When my to-do list takes over yet, it seems nothing gets done.

God's grace is sufficient for me...

When I'm hurting and lonely wondering why God allows me to go through the same trails again and again.

God's grace is sufficient for me...

On Sundays, when I can't bear going to church alone so I don't.

God's grace is sufficient even...

for...

me.