It's not like we tried to have red as a theme for our downstairs but all of a sudden there were red pillows with sails on the front, stitched and a large area rug and ceramic lantern with the same color as the one I bought max in CA this summer. So red it is. It's like that you know. The best of things. The heart things. The things that were given to your heart that make it beat and burn and live. The God breathed things.

I do remember her saying that she couldn't do it. Wouldn't do it. Not for h not for herself. Triscuits and cheese shed cut up the cheese and hot breakfast in the mornings? She couldn't-- wouldn't do it.

But now she's live. A cooking show that was God breathed and that is how it is you know. The best of things. The heart things. God breathed things. They come and it's enthusiastic bc somehow along the way it was placed specifically in your heart. You know? The things that makes your heart beat?

She was never going to be any kind of missionary. It'd be to hard you know? No she liked it here she wasn't going to be any kind of missionary. Dated the Asian but could it go anywhere? Last week she was enthusiastic. Bible translation? Seriously? In another country? And that is how it is you know. Something's are easy bc they are placed. And we take the fabric of our dreams and God hands is the needles and breathes in the life and we become.