Highs and Dreams...

Hi, sweet friends!

Can't believe it's been two months since I've posted on this blog.  Wow, time really flies.

Well, these past couple of weeks have been filled with a low and a few highs.  

The low was a week-long high fever and terrible muscle pain.  Again.  

However, the highs trumped the low.

Two days after my fever broke, my sisters, girlfriend and I headed to Laguna Beach to see the Pageant of the Masters (something this girl has always wanted to see).  It was amazing.  Amazing.  Amazing.  Amazing.  I could honestly type that 42 more times.  If you've never been, you've gotta go.  I was speechless to witness such amazing creativity.   Hundreds of volunteers bring famous masterpieces (paintings and sculptures)

to life by placing people into these two and three dimensional works of art.  Flawlessly. And I don't even like art!  But this was sensational.

Sen-sational!  

American Express (and my husband) treated us to a beautiful room at the Surf and Sand hotel (we used his points on his card and it was free!).  After a very long week on the couch, I felt so very blessed to be on this special trip with some of my favorite people.  And we had a blast.

Another high was yesterday.  We held our second His Flower Girls class.  I felt great (yay!) and spent the morning with six more friends, old and new.  How cute is Donna's pound cake with Kelly's decorative touch?

Oh, and it was yum-my!  We topped it with fresh berries and whipped cream.  That Southern girl can bake!

Donna and I feel so very blessed to teach these classes.  We enjoy it soooooo much.  To use our home and our passion for Him -- is just a dream come true.  I mean a prayer come true! 

Jeannette, Sandy, Kaley, Laura, Kelly and Jan's fingers are saying, "It's class number 2!"

And you want to know another dream/prayer I have?  

To buy a little house on the lake near our home and turn it into a retreat.  Yes, we would need to strike it rich or win Lotto. But a girl can dream and pray can't she?

I've been walking in the mornings by our lake.  It gets my heart rate up and soothes my soul.  I bring my ipod, crank Chris Tomlin in my ears and just feel so close to God.  

This neighborhood is one of my faves.  I had my eye on a house for sale before we bought the one we live in now.  Actually, I will admit that I would bring my lunch and sneak walk into the house (the owners had already moved out and our friend was the realtor who gave me the code to the lockbox) and spent  manyfun-filled days visualizing how I would decorate the home that we hadn't bought.  Can you say koo-koo?  

Yes, that would be me.  

But as I walk this neighborhood, I pray, 

"Lord, how amazing it would be to find a home and turn it into a little cottage in which you are honored.  We could teach our classes here, host weekend retreats, and focus on You."

I would decorate it with thrift store finds painted in creams and whites and plant English ivies and white hydrangeas in the garden.  Mornings would begin with puffed pear pancakes and fresh berries.  Evenings would end with quilts on our laps and praise on our lips.  Oh, how I can see it!  

I'm keeping my eyes on this one!

This could be the future home of His Flower Girls Cottage.

So what dreams do you have that involve you and Him?  

Tell me, tell me.  I want to hear all about it!