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Birthday Dream

Yes, it's my birthday. I am 45 wonderful years old today. I feel healthier than ever and happier than ever....

Today I am working to fulfill a little dream. Since coming to this little town of ours in the middle of nowhere Brazil, I have been out of the women's ministry loop. Out of touch, far from others and with no extra time to dedicate to another "job" in my busy life. Before we came to Bahia, I was heavily involved with women's ministries in my church, city and state. I felt that with our move and the need to homeschool my children, this part of my work had to be left. And so I did.

Tonight I am hosting my own birthday party at our little church. I have invited only ladies. I invited the ladies that regularly attend and some on the periphery as well as some pastor's wives from a nearby town. It will be the first of what I hope to be more meetings. My goal tonight is to present the WHY of having regular meetings just for women and to CELEBRATE my birthday, of course! If the ladies so desire we will decide tonight when, how and what will be the purpose of our ladies' group.

I am so super happy to have the support of many friends in prayer for tonight's party meeting and to have the presence of our several good ones at the meeting tonight. Women together can accomplish so much in this world. To have great friends there tonight will be a DOUBLE or triple blessing!

Think of me as I have prepared an inspirational message and ideas for how we can best use our time together in the future for learning and encourage along life's journey and in Christian growth.

Yours,
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Comments

  1. I'll try this again. I tried to comment on Sat. to wish you a happy b-day, but a glitch caused the comment to disappear!

    I hope you had a great one with the ladies that came to the special meeting and celebration of your speacial day.

    You have been a great sister-in-law to me and I count it a blessing to call you my sis-in-love. I am glad that you came up with that name :)

    Praying for you!

    P.S. I am enjoying the music on the blog, but I must say that the first time I heard the sounds from Bahia I was startled. I didn't know anything had been added, and it took a few seconds to find out where it was coming from :)

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  2. Thank you, Angie! I wondered if the music would jump out at anyone!

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