783. Imagine if you will chocolate covered cherries…

  
with the very best chocolate and  cherries you have EVER had. Now imagine that same taste morphing into to-die-for chocolate ice cream with those fabulous cherries and topped with chantilly whipped cream, and you will know what to order at the bistro where we ate today. And just so you know what it should look like when it’s served, et voila, check out the photo above. This thing was so unfreakingbelievably FABULOUS!!! Je t’aime Paris!!! Mais, now to nap before the twilight dinner cruise along the Seine. Au revoirr, mes amis!

God is sooooooo good!

781. We walked our legs off again today…

  
It was a fabulous day here in Paris, and after dinner we took our last walk of the day down to the Seine to watch the boats coming and going. Our hotel is only about 3 blocks from the Seine, and we are loving its location and little balcony! Bonne nuit pour l’instant! God is good, and I praise His holy name!

779. I’m leaving on a jet plane but know that I’ll be back again… -Adapted from lyrics written by John Denver

How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard. -Winnie the Pooh

 

All our bags are packed we’re standing here at the door, and though I hate to say goodbye, the taxis waiting; he’s blowing his horn… -Edited and adapted excerpt from lyrics written by John Denver

“Because he loves me,” says the Lord, “I will rescue him; I will protect him, for he acknowledges my name.” -Psalm 91:14 

**We are off to Paris, but I hope I’m getting this posted on by blog via my iPhone.

33 I Ams …

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I am wanted.
I am needed.
I am loved.
I am beautiful.
I am cherished.
I am watched over.
I am protected.
I am here.
I am meant to be here right now.
I am chosen.
I am not forsaken.
I am not abandoned.
I am fearfully and wonderfully made.
I am covered.
I am the apple of His eye.
I am on the side of the Victor.
I am the head and not the tail.
I am worthy.
I am forgiven.
I am healed by the stripes of Jesus.
I am not consumed.
I am restored.
I am redeemed.
I am seated at the right hand of God in heavenly places in Christ Jesus.
I am found.
I am no longer blind.
I am a child of God.
I am a son/daughter of the living God.
I am not to fear.
I am not to be afraid.
I am…

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778. It is not the size of a man but the size of his heart that matters. ~Evander Holyfield

The human heart feels things
the eyes cannot see
and knows what the mind
cannot understand.
~Robert Valett

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Hearts, hearts, hearts
What great miracles they are–
Intentions that beat, unexplained parts
Of deepest desires, holding dreams and scars.

Hearts they say, “the size of your palms”
And racing away, in unfamiliar tracks,
Searching and chasing they travel
Ticking away even when the mind is at rest.
~Edited and adapted excerpt from a poem
by an Unknown Author

Love the Lord you God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your strength. ~Deuteronomy 6:5  ✝

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Precarious yet Precious

This is pure greatness!

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Hopes have precarious life. They are oft blighted, withered, snapped sheer off In vigorous growth and turned to rottenness.
George Eliot

“Why does everything that lives have to die?
So life would be precious, Asher. Something that is yours forever, is never precious.”

Chaim Potok

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(a wounded spicebrush swallowtail resting in a tree / Julie Cook / 2015)

What is life but a precarious dance with death
A game of slight of hand
Hide and seek
Catch me if you can. . .
And yet it is a gift, sacredly given–
A gift to be. . .
Savored
Guarded
Cherished
and
Honored. . .

All life matters. . .
The born and the unborn
the young and the aged
the sick and the healthy
the bright and the dim
the tall and the small
the believer and the unbeliever
the White
the Black
the Asian
the Indian
the Muslim
the…

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