Think about it Tuesday

Mornin' Girls! Hope you're off to a great day! I tell you what, God is working this morning, and He's in the small stuff, too, ladies. Just keep your spiritual eyes open! He's there! All around you!

You know how I was telling you that my book "Having a Mary Spirit" was blessing me. Well, I laid it down for a week or so. I've usually got 2 books going at any given time. I have a Christian fiction and another Christian non-fiction book going. Well, I don't think there are any coincidences! It's going right along with our Experiencing God study, and I don't think it's any coincidence that we got put off for a couple of weeks on that either. I may have been the reason, I hate to say. God is definitely teaching me something. (To keep my mouth shut, and let Him work.)

Keep Me Sweet, Lord
Lord, you know better than I know myself that I am growing older and will someday be old. Keep me from getting talkative, particularly from the fatal habit of thinking that I must say something on every subject an on every occasion.
Release me from craving to straighten out everybody's affairs. Make me thoughtful, but not moody; helpful, but not bossy. With my vast store of wisdom it seems a pity not to use it all, but you know, Lord, that I want a few friends at the end. Keep my mind from the recital of endless details - give me wings to come to the point.
I ask for grace enough to listen to the tales of others' pains. Seal my lips on my own aches and pains - they are increasing, and my love of rehearsing them is becoming sweeter as the years go by. Help me to endure them with patience.
I dare not ask for improved memory, but for a growing humility and a lessening cocksureness when my memory seems to clash with the memories of others. Teach me the glorious lesson that occasionally it is possible that I may be mistaken.
Keep me reasonably sweet. I do not want to be a saint - some of them are so hard to live with - but a sour old woman is one of the crowning works of the devil.
Give me the ability to see good thing in unexpected places, and talents in unexpected people. And give me, O Lord the grace to tell them so.
----Written by and anonymous seventeenth-century nun


Remember, you don't just wake up a sweet old lady, you have to start now.

Love you all!