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really quick coffee

well, if we were meeting for coffee today, i'd tell you there was a lot going on.

first, as soon as you walked in the door, you'd rave about the hoop art and this yarn wreath hanging on the wall. i'd tell you that while i was supposed to be getting ready for the Queen Bee Market next weekend, i managed to sneak in some time to make them, and i couldn't be more pleased with how they turned out! [okay, that's not true. i could be more pleased if it didn't look like m my two year old attached the trim. it's crooked and doesn't line up evenly. and don't get me started on the yarn that's fraying. i'm such a perfectionist with this kind of stuff, but i still do love it for being my first attempt]
[totally copied leslie on the pom pom trim. it adds that perfect finishing touch, huh? i bought it here from the sweetest gal]
[embellishments have yet to be finished and attached. i'm sort of burnt out on flower-making for now]

but then we'd get down to the real business, the real reason you came for coffee. i'm singing at our small group on sunday morning. remember how i told you about that song "blessings"? well, without having any idea that i had just discovered this song and was listening to it on repeat for four days straight, our small group pastor asked if i would maybe want to sing it for our group as we're finishing out a sermon series on trials. um, yes. i do. [i don't really enjoy singing for small audiences. it's too intimate and too close. the bigger the better for me, but i'm doing it anyway because the message is so important]

and while we were on the subject of singing, i'd remind you that i finally did finish my Breaking Free study... and i wrote a song about my freedom journey over these last nine months [but really, let's be honest. i didn't write it. the Holy Spirit penned every word and note through me and i am just the messenger], and i'm going to share it with the Bible Study group next week for our final meeting. it's a group of about 100 ladies, all older than me, and i'm completely terrified but equally excited. i'll be accompanying myself on the piano, something i've never done in public. sharing a song "i" wrote, something i've also never done in public. it's scary and liberating all at once. i feel like my soul will be laid bare and vulnerable, and i feel like i am nowhere near qualified to compose music and play it on a piano, but in my weakness He is made strong. and that's all that matters.

that would be it for today, because i really need to get to the piano and practice. i want it to be like second nature, playing the song, so that i can really concentrate on the interpretation of the lyrics rather than the chords i should be playing. ah! pray for me [next thursday around 11am pacific, or whenever you happen to think about it]!

linking up again with Amy @ Lucky Number 13



  1. hey wait! I will be there too!!! YEAH! We will get to meet and hug!

  2. I think we need some live feed, video, audio, or something!! lol!

  3. ha! i'll see if one of the girls in my group wants to videotape it... and then i'll still debate whether or not to post it :) i'll let you know.

  4. I'd love to hear it as well:) I will be praying for you!

  5. yay on all of the above! i'm so excited for your singing opportunities coming up! i know God will fill you up with satisfaction for stepping out in that kind of faith to serve and bless Him. and i LOVE your new hoop art! my first thought after oh my gosh how cute! was hey! where did that awesome color of mini-poms come from? and then you linked it up. Yes!

  6. alright gals, i'll probably have someone record it for me next thursday. so if the video/audio turns out semi-okay, i'll post it... let's hope it turns out :)


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