Rooted...

My hubby was born in west Texas and my roots are west Texas. My 91 year old grandfather still lives there. So over labor day weekend, we took a trip out to see his folks and Opa. And a bonus for me...a change of scenery to take some pictures. How I love the landscape. Nothing touches a west Texas sunrise or sunset. It's pure Texas! It has a certain look and a distinct smell. It's the Permian land labored with oil. It's a special place for us both. So while my roots are deep there, the deep love for Jesus came from my grandmother's legacy that started there. She taught my mom about God who taught me about God. So where are my lasting, eternal roots? Jesus Christ, Saviour, King, Father, Victor, Redeemer! So enjoy this glorious time of year and remember to reflect on the reason for the season. Christ came, fully God, fully man, was crucified for my sins, defeated death and rose a Victor 3 days later. And now sits at the right hand of God, as my intercessor and Redeemer. Amen!

Thank you to each of you for the overwhelming support, encouragement and kindness you have given me this year. And for sharing your special moments in life with me. Changes are coming next year for RHP pricing and structure. It's been almost 3 years since I last updated my structure and since then demand has exceed my time. Stayed tuned in mid January for information.

Till then, Merry Christmas to all! And Happy New Year! And now...my family!






Hubby's dad sure did a good job catching me in the picture! Thank you!!