Why Lumber Funk?

Sometimes I wonder why? Other times I get stumped with timing. Occasionally the crazy "it's for a reason" thought crosses my mind. More times than not I can easily complain about how I feel. But no matter what, nothing in my life can compare to the horrible death Jesus died on that cross for me. Amazing!

To answer to the most common question...I'm feelin' alive my friends!

Today was such a beautiful day. After the husband finished his mid-term, he was quick to enjoy the cool breeze that carried the smell of his chainsaw exhaust. Just call him lumberjack. I was able to do some reflecting on life while listening...which led me to being soooo thankful for the providential relationships in my life. The first, I was 6.

Testing this week, and more next week...but I'm planning on testing Dr. Oz's 'reduce underarm funk' suggestion tomorrow. :)