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I made THESE swig cookies this weekend.  Sooooo, they tasted delicious, but I think I did something really weird to the icing because after they sat out for a while the icing became very glisteny, meltish and sticky.  Glisteny and meltish ARE real words.  Despite my probable conundrum with the icing texture they tasted delicious.

I think I’m going to be making THESE for Saturday’s Bible journaling class.  My friend Alissa made the best homemade vanilla ice-cream I’ve ever tasted for our friend Courtney’s swimming baby/birthday gathering.  It’s all I can do to not think about the amazing combo of her ice-cream and those cookie bars.  #ivegotcookieprobs

My friends and I poorly communicated on who was making what for our little baby celebration.  There were iced sugar cookies, fruit pizza, homemade ice-cream and banana pudding.  Last minute we ordered pizza.

June’s Bible Journaling Class is this Saturday.  I have 4 spots left and it’s not too late to sign up.  Email me or shoot me a message HERE.

I cannot believe June is here.  We are wrapping up baseball this week and I’m officially one month away from Africa.  This makes me excited and my blood pressure rise.  So much to get done before we leave.  So many things to purchase to take with us.  I have about 10 different lists going currently and sometimes I start to breath rapidly and can feel my chest caving in…that’s not normal right?!?!? 🙂  Crazy excited though…excitement wins for the Overwhelming Feeling Award.  Cannot wait.

Our youngest little one got a hold of red paint.  This was her shirt when I found her.  The path of her red paint destruction included, but not limited to, our couch, rug, coffee table, floor, bed spread and Amon.  We shall never speak of this incident again.

And I have currently read 1 Corinthians 15:35-58 a minimum of 42 times.  I have stayed here for days and days and read and read and re-read.  And then gone back and read again.  And then cried.  And cried some more.  Never have these words held such weight and hope and made more sense to my heart.  Pain and loss and grief are just everywhere and there are few words to say which can do anything, but God…the hope in Jesus and the promises He lays before us when we are flat out broken…no, shattered…that’s all we can hold onto.

 Happy Tuesday!