Author: livingawordylife

Do everything in love. – 1 Corinthians 16:14

God commands that we do everything in LOVE. It is so simple and so attainable; yet we do not live in love. We allow outside influences in to change our emotions and we become vessels of hate. We become angry at people when we drive, at the cashier at the grocery store, random people that you pass when you are out walking around, and any encounter of others in public. WHY?

What would change your perspective? Could you possibly step into their shoes and see why that driver is not moving as fast as you would like.. step into the shoes of the cashier who has been essential and has worked hard through this pandemic, or find out by stepping into a persons shoes that you passed and feel the pain that they are going through? Can you do that? You do not know what has broken a person; your kindness could heal them.

Why can’t you do everything in LOVE? Why do you pass judgment? I challenge you to go out today and treat everyone as a human being just like you- no judgement. They have a clean slate- you do not know them. Give them grace and show them mercy. Help them like they are your family because they are:

Beloved, let us love one another, for love is from God, and whoever loves has been born of God and knows God. – 1 John 4:7

We are all one in God’s eyes. Why do we divide and separate? Love one another because he demands it and it will heal your heart. You will heal. You will live a better life. You will become what God intended for you to be. There are no excuses. You treat everyone the same no matter what. Do the little things and stop looking for recognition. God sees you!!! You will see your world expand it will be soul changing you will be that coffer that sails the seas into victory.

A friend loves at all times. –  Proverbs 17:17

Treat your friends the same way. You know what makes them your friend and yet you speak ill of them to others… “She is always late”-“Why can she not ever let me choose where we go out?” “What in the world is she thinking?” Any of this sound familiar? Friends have flaws, we all do. Embrace those flaws and love them for those- help them with those in a positive way. Do not speak ill of the people who love you. Believe in your friends, encourage your friends, love them harder when they are in crisis and loan them your strength when theirs is depleted. Friends are your extended family the ones you get to choose. My friends the ones I chose are bonded to me for life, I love them as family, and they all have a place in my soul. MOSAICS

We love because he first loved us. – 1 John 4:19

There are so many more people that you will meet that will love you.. you are not finished yet! Love will come in many forms if you can allow it to come into your life. You have to reciprocate that love by giving it everyday. Give it in the little things and the big things will come so easily you will not have to think about it anymore.

Change your mind… Feed it good. What you allow into your brain will change how you feel as well- Remember that. Hate is projected everywhere- learn to avoid it. Your first step is to be kind. Second step is to retrain your brain to stop the hate and the judgement of others. Everyone deserves grace- no matter their situation. You are one decision away from being in their shoes. I promise you that is true! I have been there and I learned the hard way. Take my advice it is so easy to be kind; God made you that way. Love always.

Challenge: pray for others for a week and see the change in you. Treat others as you know God would want you too- their circumstances do not matter. Give freely of your love you have an unlimited supply…

Be Blessed! I love you all XOXO

Every day brings us a new adventure… how we receive that gift of adventure is up to us! I am choosing to be grateful and let the journey ahead allow me to fly. I am ready to soar.

I tend to take the long route at Brookgreen Gardens when I go… I sit with Pegasus for inspiration and I long for the strength that Samson shows. I stand in awe of the bronze, stone, copper that is often sealed with mortar: remnants from the past and unbelievable new pieces that represent real and make believe “fairy tale” life. The poetry on the walls that inspired me to write and guided my educational journey are extraordinary and award-winning. This all stems from a wonderful woman who believed in artists like herself and wanted to share their work. Anna Hyatt Huntington helped many people not just myself. She is an award-winning sculptor who set into motion a grand place that is.. Brookgreen Gardens.

These wonderful monuments in these spectacular gardens have been in my life for as long as I can remember. In fabulous Rankin tradition we visited Brookgreen Gardens every sunny and partly cloudy Sunday after church when we were at the beach house in North Myrtle Beach. I loved these Sundays… I got to imagine what it would be like to grow up and be an author!

We went to Brookgreen Gardens on Sunday afternoons after church as a family. This was a long ride back in the 80’s from North Myrtle Beach to right outside Murrells Inlet. We did not have all the highway and byways that we do now… so my brother, sister and I got in a lot of trouble on these rides! We got into a lot of trouble anyway… but we had a lot of fun! I would not trade anything for my brother or my sister! I got lucky!

We always stopped for food along the way, Kentucky Fried Chicken or Food Lion Deli Chicken Bucket with all the fixins, for lunch we always had a picnic. First stop was a picnic table near a pond where we would feed the ducks or the sea gulls. It just depended on which side of HWY 17 we stopped on; Huntington beach to the left or on the right Brookgreen Gardens. We occasionally stopped over at Huntington Beach and toured Atalaya before our final destination at the gardens. It was a Rankin Sunday tradition. It was something that I took for granted… I was so blessed to have that tradition.

The beautiful Huntington beach and the grand covered picnic areas that were filled with sand and gently nestled in between the dunes and tide rolling in and out give me peace when I think of them. These covered picnic areas no longer stand. I have not seen them since I was seven years old. They are a part of my long ago memories of Huntington beach. Ones that I treasure. This was when beaches were long and the spray from the ocean reached you when you got out of your car. The beach then was just that a beach.. now it is a playground a place to sell souvenirs and decks and walk ways to the beach. Amazing how things change and how everything has a price tag on it now. Daddy always said they are going to start charging you for air soon, Lisa! I mean we are paying for water- LOL in a plastic bottle!

I have visited often and walked the strand that raised me… it was helping to heal me. This was all before Daddy’s death. I have not visited Huntington since Daddy died. It is too hard for me right now. This beach was special to us; special to our Sundays. It was a tradition something that he did to teach me, guide me and show me that life, art and the outdoors should be enjoyed. It should be shared with others and stories of life and those lessons must be carried down through the generations. I will again be able to walk that sand and feel that salt on my face again, just not yet. I am not strong enough yet- I know I will feel his presence there and it will be strong!He knew I could fly and he wanted me to know it…and I do.

I recently took my niece to Brookgreen Gardens and it was wonderful to spend time with and show her where we picnicked on Sundays. The pond where the alligators were right where we ate and how we used to run through the fields. I showed her where we took all the pictures and I told her about how they had consolidated a lot of the things down from they way it was when I was a kid. I also took her to see Pegasus told her the story and we sat for a while- for inspiration. Everyone needs it- she is thirteen and this pandemic has been hard on all of us but the kids are the silent ones. So she got some inspiration. I want her to know she can FLY!! She is so talented… She missed Daddy and a lot of his lessons so I want to help pass those down for him. So every chance I get I will let her know all the things he instilled in me.

I now live less than 5 miles as the crow flies from Brookgreen Gardens. It is part of the reason I wanted to live here in Murrells Inlet. This feels like home to me- I spent my childhood here running around on Huntington Beach, sitting in the old covered picnic areas on the beach- and I spent my Sundays learning to love writers of literature that has spanned ages reading their works on chipped stone in the gardens of Brookgreen.

These poems and pieces of art that represented stories from mythology and the Bible resonated with me and sparked an interest of the written word. I have studied them, written about them and even wanted to understand why they lived the way that they did. I read everything I could get my hands on and at Brookgreen

I could be independent and read the works of Woodsworth, Henry David Thoreau, Blake, and great poets that would open my mind for so many new authors to be read. Sundays were my introverted days and I was allowed to be alone and quiet-no responsibilities. My parents recognized my love for reading and writing stories; even reading those stories for just the two of them. On these Sundays I was not the oldest I was Lisa the one who loved artists and who took notes and went to the library later that week to find the answers to those questions…

This started my love for all things books. poems and art. This tradition shaped me and gave me an outlet that brought me happiness. I now reside where I am a member and a proud resident of South Carolina. I will move forward and I will FLY..

Be Blessed. I love you all. XOXO

Learning to shine again this is hard for me! I want so badly to do the right things and move on, but it feels like I am leaving my Dad. Leaving him here in this moment in time and that breaks me deep down in my soul. I know in my heart he will always be with me but I want to freeze this moment in time because it is what I have left of him…I want to remember his face that last time he hugged me. I want to smell his scent because it always made me feel secure. I wish I could see him laugh from another room and wonder what he was telling someone. I wish I could see him kiss my mom goodbye again… He lead us all by showing us how to love everyday. He was so kind and giving to so many people and I love it when people share that with me. I hope those stories never end…

I keep finding roadblocks in my path lately, things that are making my life harder and sometimes unbearable. Then I realized I was making my life unbearable… those things in my path were there for a reason. I keep fighting my fight with God. I want my path to be straight – I want, I want, I want!! I am a work in progress and in my grief I forget that I have to lay my worries with Him. Allow God to carry me when I cannot walk.

“A Psalm of Life” 

“One night I dreamed a dream.
As I was walking along the beach with my Lord.
Across the dark sky flashed scenes from my life.
For each scene, I noticed two sets of footprints in the sand,
One belonging to me and one to my Lord.

After the last scene of my life flashed before me,
I looked back at the footprints in the sand.
I noticed that at many times along the path of my life,
especially at the very lowest and saddest times,
there was only one set of footprints.

This really troubled me, so I asked the Lord about it.
“Lord, you said once I decided to follow you,
You’d walk with me all the way.
But I noticed that during the saddest and most troublesome times of my life,
there was only one set of footprints.
I don’t understand why, when I needed You the most, You would leave me.”

He whispered, “My precious child, I love you and will never leave you
Never, ever, during your trials and testings.
When you saw only one set of footprints,
It was then that I carried you.”

I am working through lots of emotions and trying to remember to work them out the right way. Stomping the pavement is the best- getting back to that immediately. I have let that one go for a while and it has been therapeutic this morning. Grief counseling is another, it is available online and there are some sites that are free. Please reach out if you are hurting it can really help. Doctor on Demand is a great resource and they will help you find free resources.

Having a support team is also important. You do not have to have an entire football team, just a few people that you trust and can talk to if you are feeling down or if you are wanting to share some good news. Support groups are not just for bad days- they want to celebrate you too! Good and bad your team can get you through if you are honest and willing to be a part of the team. That means that you show up too!

Grief is hard, and everyone processes differently. The best advice is to be kind. Give love when you can, throw in some encouragement when you can and just be- Pray and have faith that this too shall pass. My Grandmother Morris was famous for saying that- and it will. Things will slowly change to our new normal without Daddy. I will shed tears in private before, during and after each holiday for him because I think he is missing us as much as we are missing him. How silly is that? Grief!! I will continue to cook his favorite foods and continue to speak about him and remember him because I do not ever want to forget what a wonderful love he brought into my life.

I will get up each day and I will start to shine again. I will do this in honor of my Daddy… he would want that and I do too!

Be Blessed.. I love you all! XOXO

Please share if you know anyone who is grieving the loss of a family member.. reach out and help let them know that there are resources available to help them through this terrible time. Be kind to others always.

Sunshine helps things grow…Moonlight makes people dance.

What no eye has seen, nor ear heard, nor the heart of man imagined, what God has prepared for those who love him.1 Corinthians 2:9

The sunshine shot up like a rocket this morning as the moon made an exit. Tonight the full snow moon will make an appearance; before cycling out to the waning phase. The sun and the moon are constants we count on them to “rise and shine” The sun keeps us moving during the day and the moon guides us through the night. I painted today on the patio and on the porch… I got a lot done today. I worked on pieces that needed some touch ups and some that I just started. I really like to paint crab pictures…started with starfish today!! Maybe that will become my new trend. I enjoyed the sun on my face the wind blowing through my hair. All things that the God does. He moves Heaven and Earth…

Tonight as I sit and watch the sun set and the full moon rise I am in awe of the magic that is our everyday life…

We wake up and the sun brings us warmth and light. Throughout our day it guides us and provides us navigation in everything we do. It allows us to see the beauty that grows beneath our feet and what loveliness towers above our heads. The sun and its enchanted rays reach our skin seeping in and giving us supplements that we need as sustenance to survive. The glow it gives our skin is intense and you feel it deep within… it feels good because we need it. This heaven sent light avows us the right to hues; alarming ribbons streaming the sky as the sun leaves the upper atmosphere and allows the moon its turn.

The moon is believed to be a magnetic force…. one that gives us crazy emotions. The moon has many different myths and tales that span the ages. The moon shrinks throughout its calendars days however, it gives us light and provides us with gleaming passage as we travel. The moon guides us at night though it moves in phases unlike the sun who shines whole. The eight moon phases are: new moon, waxing crescent, first quarter, waxing gibbous, full, waning gibbous, third quarter, waning crescent. These phases of the moon mean that it shrinks/grows throughout our calendar month. The moon has so many legends that surround it, so many books that have been written about old folklore and how people worshipped the moon. Tonight we are celebrating the February 27, 2021 Full Moon (Snow). It is so much better in person than the picture above!

The sun and the moon are gifts to you and me… enjoy them.

The beauty of the moon and the way that it rises as the sun sets in all its glory is so mesmerizing to witness. To stop and think about what is happening – it is the changing of the guards. One guide from the creator rolls in and another rolls out. As they do this rolling in and out they do in such a a glorious way! Colors and streaks of light that beam through and across the celestial sphere join together for his greatness’ gift to us. Light. It may be clouded. It may be wet. It may not be what you want… it is a gift.

Be blessed. I love you all. XOXO

Memories take me back to love; that is where it started for me. Love the first memory is my parents and their adoration and calming presence and how they laughed and watched me intently. We did all things together just the three of us.

My favorite time was dinner time. It was the longest period of time we were together and we all gathered at the table for food and drinks. When they fed me and it was a time for me to entertain them; there was stage set and ready. I as an adult have a strong adoration for for food and entertaining. I do believe that this love comes from my first love, my parents, and how they enjoyed my high jinks every night.

I did not have to steal the show it was given, the merriment that they shared as I sang and danced my way out of eating broccoli was better that any Broadway show. You see I am a first born child-a red headed one too! So full of energy and lots of sass and I loved my parents, my keepers, my friends, my confidants. So for the first few years (sans siblings) of my life and the ones after that I remember I entertained my parents.

This was done with songs that I learned in school, stories I made up playing with my imaginary friends, and whatever other shenanigans I got into that I shared. We laughed and I loved those moments. I will cherish those instances where I was the only one just for a twinkling second in my existence. Those laughs, secrets shared, songs sung, hugs and kisses formed my love for entertaining and feeding other peoples souls; how perfect a LOVE.

I love to throw parties and entertain the masses. I love to feed people their favorite foods, highlight their achievements, oh and let it be their birthday, sparkling gifts at Christmas, Wine clubs that meet every month, Book clubs and so many more. I can find an excuse for it every single DAY. This brings me joy and allows me to show those that I love how much I do love them…because I was so loved.

It is a tradition; a passion that makes me happy. It reminds me of my happy. Entertaining the two people who created me who also gave me a brother and a sister to entertain. I have a voice that I need to share- because I always have…

I still love to entertain that has not changed…I do not think that it will. It has actually gotten stronger since Dad died. I want things to look nicer and I want to bake cookies and deliver them. I want to cook an incredible meal and open a bottle of wine. I am making charcuterie boards with those salami rose buds! Just things that make me feel good inside and one of those things is making others happy. I want to make others happy- because I believe that sparks something in me!

Our traditional family ended many years ago but our tradition never ended… we are the Rankin’s. We are the Morris’s… Just blended with traditions and limited with time. I wrote this a while ago and found it in my drafts this morning. I thought it was appropriate because new traditions are our path forward as a family as we grieve our Dad. We will start new traditions and incorporate all the little things that made our Rankin traditions important. Today the sun is beaming and I am off for an AUNT adventure and I am excited. New traditions y’all…

Love to all. Be Blessed. XOXO

People come into and out of your life. I have had friends that have left impressions on my heart that will forever live there.

“Therefore encourage one another and build one another up, just as you are doing.” Thessalonians 5:11

I have faithful companions that have left impressions on my heart. I love all my friends. The one who faithfully sends me a text every morning does not know how much that it means to me. I did tell her yesterday. Thank you for thinking about me every morning Jeanette!! I cannot tell how much I look forward to hearing “who’s texting me?’ LOL in Stevie’s voice from Family Guy!!

I know it is Jeanette. Sometimes she sends me a sweet text asking me how I am feeling because of the pain I am having in my jaw and neck. Occasionally, she sends me a cute flower that says Good Morning that flashes and it is always sparkly. There are days that she sends very funny memes and I actually laugh so hard that my stomach hurts.

No matter what she sends me my face lights up and my heart becomes lighter. My physical body reacts to this because her act of love for me gives me great consolation. She gives me strength everyday and she does not even know… her small gesture helps me. It makes me feel special. My friend thinks about me everyday and she wants me to know. I love you Jeanette. Thank you for thinking about me.

Friends like Jeanette are the foundations that we need for them to work. She keeps things running and she makes sure everyone is okay. She buys birthday cakes, reminds you of upcoming events… she is the one that remembers everything.

People like Jeanette are the ones who leave impressions. She always texts me everyday. Right now she is loving me a little bit harder and checking in to make sure that I am okay since my Dad died. Yesterday she sent me the cutest pics of her niece because I was sad and it always makes her feel better. It most certainly made me feel better!

Jeanette you are what make friendships great! You reached out to me, pulled me in and I love you for that- I have loved you from the moment you first spoke to me…

Love those that need it harder in their time of need… you never know what an impression you may make on their heart!

Be Blessed! I love you all. Lisa

Grace is defined by Merriam Webster as unmerited divine assistance given to humans for their regeneration or sanctification. However, grace’s definition can be found in other places with many opposing views of its defining term. Grace is different for each of us… we show it in many different ways. Having grace and showing grace are also very different. Grace allows us to show others that we care and it helps us to empathize with those in need.

Mercy is defined by Merriam Webster as a blessing that is an act of divine favor or compassion. Mercy just like grace has many different definitions with alternative meanings. Mercy is also something that we show to others in need of fellow feeling. It has a powerful affect on those that procure that feeling of joy from someone who was kind enough to bestow that mercy upon them….it can heal a heart.

Love is too broad to be defined. It is a kinship, a feeling, an understanding, a bond that can be broken but can also be repaired. Love allows us to feel and it allows us to to be numb. Love brings us great joy and can also bring us great sorrow. Love is a beautiful language often faulted by misinterpretation.

Each morning I pray, reflect and write my prayers for others to go into my prayer box. I will continue to do this- I will continue to show grace even when they hurt me. I will continue to show mercy even when they do not show mercy to me. I will continue to love them even when they do not love me.

Grace, mercy and love are what I am praying for these days. Be Blessed!

Love to all!

“Be still and know that I am God” Psalm 46:10

Psalm 46:10 is a very popular verse from the Bible. Poetic and calming Psalm 46 reminds me that God is there for me he is my strength. He will carry me. I will remember to rest my troubles with Him.

It is a reminder to me that God is in control. I must surrender and learn to accept HIs will. It may not be the path that I have chosen but it is the path that I will take. I admit to believing that everything has a purpose. I will endure all the greatness as well as all the sadness with God by my side. I may not understand the resolve; God never fails.

Psalm 46:10 is from a part of the Bible known as Old Testament. The Psalms are comprised of old sacred poems and songs and I have always loved this particular book of the Bible. Poems are my favorite and I love to sing and dance. I do not do this publicly but if you are a close friend or family member you know! Dance moves, an occasional song or the karate chop just randomly happen so BEWARE!! As you read or browse through The Book of Psalms it can sung. It easily reads and slides right into a melody.

This particular verse interpretation varies and allows the reader seeking solace to decide what it means to them. I interpret it as slow down listen for me… understand I am here for you. I am in control as you bask in glory and in your darkest hour. I will carry you when you are weak and I will shine a light on every triumph. I am your constant companion; interpret my message in your silence.

Faith in God and his promise brings me hope and makes me want to help others who struggle. Love one another everyday all day… Help one another all day everyday. That is what we are here for- it is such an easy task. We are a community… we must learn to love one another beyond our faults. Jesus showed us in his teachings that we should all love one another.

I will live in love and spread it in my every breathe. I will continue to build a relationship with my God so that all of my other relationships will foster greatness. I will be still…

Again, I will challenge each of you to pray for others to see the change in YOU!! Be kind to others to spread a little bit of what Jesus believed and lived- Kindness is so needed.

Be Blessed! I love you all…

Today started early with a walk as the sun made an appearance and the fog lifted. I had my morning devotion and prayer. Zoey my constant furry companion sniffed every lamppost along our way this morning giving me extra time for refection. The air felt good on my face and the music flowed loudly in my ears; Pandora chose my playlist this morning. We walked two miles in what felt like two minutes.. My prayers were longer today before my travels to Charleston.

I look forward to Charleston trips. I always spend my time with my sister, Margaret Ann staying in her guest room on Johns Island is the best vacation ever. My trips lately have been to visit MUSC for medical visits and my sister has been an informed nurse and hand holder. However, it is a vacation that I get to take because Charleston is awesome place to visit….and my sister lives there!! So it is just a bonus that I get to visit Charleston every time I see my sister!

Margaret Ann lives there with her husband, John Paul and her daughter Annie. They also have the cutest dalmations: Kit Love and Morse. Morse is the male and he is also deaf. They are brother and sister. Both are playful, full of energy, so loving and I cannot get enough of them!

Margaret Ann has a polished interior with gleaming chandeliers throughout that brighten and bring a prismatic glow. The way that she has decorated with antiques and relics from our Morris and Rankin past makes you feel right at home. I love the kitchen, the open floor plan her office, her closet is a masterpiece and Annie’s bedroom is a haven for a thirteen year old. Margaret has done an incredible job from picking out tile… to making sure that the pillows on the guest bed match. The location is even better than the actual house- The view is spectacular from the second floor deck- I have spent a lot of time here watching the birds, the tide roll in and out from the marsh, sunrises, sunsets, the little dipper, the big dipper, and just star gazing. The marsh view first thing in the morning upstairs from the master bedroom watching is the best! There are three faithful egrets constantly looking for shrimp during low tide you can catch a glimpse of from the third floor it is phenomenal; the dogs enjoy it as well.

The ride is so easy from my door to her door there are a couple of turns to HWY 17 and to 1-26 a couple of long stoplights and quick turns before her neighborhood all in under two hours. Today was so easy… even though it was not from my door to hers it was an easy ride. Although I did have to travel over the Ravenel Bridge which makes me break a sweat. That thing is HUGE.

Physical therapy at noon with Select Therapy here in Charleston and so far so good. This was my second visit and today there was a lot of work involved. A lot of burn and I am thinking that all of that posture work is going to hurt tomorrow. Just therapy homework tomorrow and then back at Thursday before I head back north. I am hoping that all of this posture work will help and I will not have to have surgery.

After therapy I officially moved in to the guest room. Margaret was in her garage when I arrived- and was able to help with all of my bags. (and cooler) The dogs know me as the treat lady so the inspection of every bag ensued as soon as they were put down. I grabbed the bag of dental stix that I brought them and we greeted each other as we normally do- hug and kisses after treats LOLOLOLOL. They do love me!!!

Life in this household means I get to do things that my sister or BIL normally do- so as 1:45 approaches I know that is it time for me to go get my little LOVIE . So that means it is time to go get in the car rider line and sit for nine thousand hours to pick up Annie. Okay, I am exaggerating a little not much.. but a little. Annie is so talented, soft-spoken, sweet and addicted to the phone like all teenagers. She is always happy to see me and down to hang and with her YAYA!! However, the ride home is a silent one. Silent meaning Annie doesn’t talk- I still sing and dance as much as I can to XMFLY all the way home and enjoy all of the side eye!! I love that little so much. Sometimes we stop and by candy and junk food. Occasionally we stop for an early and long dinner. Once and a while we go wherever she wants for an Auntie talk… I revel in these moments with her.

Being a part of this household brings so many wonderful moments in my life… We laugh around the table- on the couch. We have cried, and hugged each other through pain – argued about things and made circumstances right. I am apart of the De Montfort CREW and I am proud. I bask in the participation of familial duties because it means that they trust me to complete the tasks as they would. To love as they would. To care as they would. To protect as they would. To be as they would… I am proud they see me as they are – I love that.

Love one Another as I have loved you JOHN 13:34

Be Blessed. Love to all.

This week I have researched the five stages of grief. I have learned that maybe I don’t fit into the traditional grieving process. The stages do not apply to me as I am moving along a completely different path with God. Silently I walk during my journey of loss with my creator; as he guides me toward my strength. God has always provided and this time he has laid a path before me with angels…

I am covered in prayers from all of my loved ones, friends and strangers who know of my story. I am grateful for my faith, and the strength of LOVE that spans through our hearts and souls. It amazes me how people rally around those that need their strength to carry on, and they pick up the unknown and help them onward. Holding them up, giving them food for their souls, guiding them through darkness, and making sure they survive the worst days of their lives.

I am always promoting love one another- it is so important to say that you love someone. It is so special to hear that you are loved. Make sure you tell those that you love – LOUDLY that you love them. Always. In good and bad times ❤️ Love is always there- Just like God he never fails…

“Love one another. As I have loved you, so you must love one another.” John 13:34

Happy Valentine’s Day Y’all…

Be blessed! I love you all. Every DAY all DAY. Lisa