I’m headed out in about an hour or so for my first retreat in a very long time. My last retreat was–I think–my sophomore year of college. “Bless me Father, for I have sinned. It has been a very, very long time since my last retreat…” Yes, I know that’s a bit melodramatic, but if you think about it, I think retreats are something of
I led a weekly “Girls Group” at my apartment during my junior and senior years at LSU. Each week, a different girl would present a topic and then lead a discussion on it. One of my favorite Girls’ Group nights was after I read St. Therese’s Story of a Soul and presented on the book, and particularly on the whole idea that God does not
Michael surprised me on Sunday morning by putting up the curtains I bought for the living room. They look beautiful and make such a difference–even Michael loves them! I know I shouldn’t have a hang up about decorating and having material things, yet it has really helped these past few weeks to have our drab little apartment get things hung up and organized. I do
I’m off to the weekly Family Dinner at the Coles’ house in a little while, and I’m pretty excited about the new potato-corn chowder recipe and brownie-and-cookie bars I whipped up for tonight! The Coles are out of town and asked Michael and I to “guest host” for them. I haven’t had much luck lately with trying out new recipes (or cooking in general!), but
I have several dear friends who are waiting for God to open doors in their lives–or to close them. I will also confide that I absolutely include myself as a participant in the waiting game. John Waller’s “While I’m Waiting” has been an incredibly powerful song for me this summer. How much do we all need to remember that God has nothing for us but
It still seems like yesterday that I was registering for wedding gifts; now, I’ve moved from Bed, Bath & Beyond to Babies R’ Us. I wonder these days what my mother did when she had Baby Berryhill #1 (me). I turned out just fine, it seems, despite any “must have” baby items she may have lacked. I don’t remember suffering from a lack of a
I should take a second to praise my amazing husband for stepping up (even more than usual) as a great husband and a real gentleman this weekend. We just got back from a wonderful weekend “staycation” in New Orleans with Michael’s parents for my mother-in-law’s birthday. We stayed in a hotel downtown and played all day (and part of the night) in the French Quarter.
Miracles really do happen 🙂 When I opened the door to my new apartment this afternoon, I was quite immediately struck by the absence of a particular stench…Today, a new, stink-free refrigerator appeared in the apartment! Michael and I are pretty inordinantly excited about this new fridge (and me especially since we are due to have company for dinner tomorrow night). You know, stinky fridges