The Joy of a Party

Wanna lift? Go to a party of a few close friends. No one is throwing one? Make your own. Invent a reason and have fun with it.

We had a birthday party for Kat today and it was so fun. The kids played and we moms got to talk and it was lovely, like a vacation.

Never underestimate the power and happiness of getting outside of yourself and enjoying the thoughts and ideas and company of others. It is so encouraging ad hopeful, yielding an invaluable break from normal life into a bit of special. God calls this fellowship. 😄❤

Art, Children & A Party

Today we combine three of my favorite things… art, children and a party. What is better than that? We will honor my daughter’s anniversary of her birth with little friends and art and a good time. How magnificent! I really believe these are also some of God’s favorite things. I don’t believe he made us to be unhappy and alone. So the fun party goes right along with His intentions for us. We hj on or Him and His design together. And art, God is the ultimate master of. He obviously appreciates diversity, color, uniqueness, textures, all things gloriously beautiful. So obviously art is a celebration of His endless skills and He enjoys it. And of course His heart is children. They are the perpetuation of His creation. They are unique masterpieces of His design and vulnerable so He loves them dearly. So we celebrate our Maker today as we celebrate things He loves and designed so perfectly. This is a beautiful day. Yay!!!!😄❤

Good Times with Great Friends

We all (Zach’s baseball team and family) got together for a pizza party and trophy handout and afterwards a kickball game. It was great fun! It has been raining nonstop for about a week, so it was a mud bog. A few minor injuries but lots of fun was had by all. I made vanilla cupcakes from scratch that they must have liked because there are only a couple left. And it was wonderful to get together and play without the pressure of a game (which they kept score of the kickball game anyway lol). And we all enjoyed it very much, having been together all season. Loved it. Baseball is underrated and fun with friends is too. Get together with someone, have them over, put the phones down and play, talk, whatever. It is invaluable experience. Makes all of life better. Church is the same thing for the same reasons but adds the dimension of spirit, so important. ❤

Tea Party

So I hosted a tea party. And I wish I had taken a picture of the settings and snacks but they were divine. My favorite tea luxury is Celestial Seasonings Bengal Spice with a tad of milk, like a chai. I served crackers and two goat cheese, one plain and one honey (yummy!), fresh fruit, nuts, about 10 teas and ice cream with chocolate chip oatmeal cookie crumble for dessert. It was wonderful and everyone liked everything and Steve was comfortably able to avoid everyone, so win win all around. But what I loved most and always love most about hosting tea or dinner or whatever is visiting with friends and making them feel loved. I feel closer to the Lord when I entertain people in my home. That is what life should be right there and it is worth every effort made and every room cleaned. I love it!!!! Great day!!! ❤

Strange Kids Party vs Church

So my son’s baseball team was invited to one of the team mate’s party. The invitation said 10am, so we get here at 10am and no n one is here. Wondering if we were pranked, we stay a few more minutes and another team mate drove up, wondering where everyone was. Then we knew it wasn’t just us. So we left to get breakfast and come back. Getting back close to 11am, people were here and I am now sitting at the most disorganized and boring party I have ever been to with the rudest hostess. And the bathrooms are locked so she must not have asked the park to unlock the bathrooms. Even with all that, the few kids not scared by all that ugly are making the most of it. Harder on the parents, I think. I say all this because it looks am trend feels shabby. I doubt parents will bring their kids to another of the parties. And it made me think of many of the churches I have attended. Some of them had rude people to greet you, we’re not punctual, we’re disorganized and they are surprised no one comes back. And the stakes are higher, may mean the difference between someone being saved from sin or not. When we are presenting the gospel, we have a responsibility to be a good host, a friendly one with a plan for everyone’s comfort and needs. Presentation may mean the difference in someone staying to hear the good news or leaving for a more welcoming place that may bot teach God’s truth. Just something to think about.