Skip to main content

Pacific R&R


The Ocean beckons me again! I’m flying to San Diego tomorrow morning. My blogging habits are going to be hit and miss for the next few weeks. I treasure, you, my blog buddies! You may not see me as often, but I’ll be thinking about you and remembering your requests in prayer!

Your throne was set in place a long time ago. You are eternal. The ocean rises, O LORD. The ocean rises with a roar. The ocean rises with its pounding waves. The LORD above is mighty- mightier than the sound of raging water, mightier than the foaming waves of the sea.
Psalm 93: 2-4

Comments

  1. Oh Sweetie...
    How exciting is that? Is it business or vacation? I love the sounds of the ocean and the calls of the seagulls as they scream out to each other. I love the sand beneath my feet, and the ocean mist on my face.

    Oh I hope you post occasionally or you must when you come back. I can't wait to see and hear all about it.

    Have a wonderful time sweetie, just a wonderful time.

    Many hugs sweetie and so much love, Sherry

    ReplyDelete
  2. Have a fabulous time my friend.
    Love the wreath on your front door in your header! Very beautiful!
    HUGS
    Kim

    ReplyDelete
  3. I have such a deep love for anything 'ocean'... btw... my parents lived right down the road in San Juan Capistrano. I just love the whole California coast.I grew up in Pasadena, went to college in Santa Barbara, and met my hubby in San Francisco!

    Have a great time Mary!

    Hugs!

    ReplyDelete
  4. Believing you will have so much fun!! Eat a cupcake while you are there!!

    Love and Blessings

    ReplyDelete
  5. Hey Mary!
    Can I go with you, girlfriend?!! I absolutely love the ocean....it's heavenly, isn't it!! And I can't wait to see the photo's of your trip so I can take a mini "cyber" vacation too!!

    Have a wonderful time, much fun and enjoy every moment!! Whoo! Hoo!

    Love and Hugs!
    Jackie

    ReplyDelete
  6. Beautiful weather to enjoy sister Mary! I know you will have a blast! Even more exciting because you'd be with your precious grandchild!!! God bless and keep you and always keeping you in my prayers. Thank you for yours!!Love to you.

    ReplyDelete
  7. Special thanks for a beautiful nature scene.
    This is very nice having away for a week from the home.
    For much more good deal you can also visit www.southalltravel.co.uk (southalltravel) which is travel specialist for flights, holidays packages and specialized holidays and tour packages.

    ReplyDelete
  8. Enjoy the time away! See you when you return!

    Love, Lou

    ReplyDelete
  9. Praying for you, and loving you sis.

    ReplyDelete
  10. Mary, I pray that you have a wonderful time of refreshment while you are away. There's nothing like the sound of the ocean waves and the smell of the salt air to invigorate one. May the Lord provide you with much rest and relaxation.

    I created a photo collage of all the bloggers I've had the privilege to meet so far. Of course, your photo is included. It is on my Thursday post for when you return.

    Much love,
    Debbie

    ReplyDelete
  11. Have a safe trip. I love the new look of your blog! Can't wait to hear how your trip was...and I might just pop by to hear that sweet ocean sound. :)
    Big Fat Mama

    ReplyDelete
  12. Counting the days until our trip to San Diego!!!!

    ReplyDelete
  13. Very great and nice cintent. i like how you started it.!

    ReplyDelete
  14. Enjoy yourself precious sister. I'll miss seeing that beautiful smile but see you when you return.

    Praying for you and your family this moment...

    Love you.

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Spiritual Sundays ~ Not Just For Prophets

I smiled when I heard Pat Robertson on the 700 Club make this remark: “Doesn’t everyone talk to God?” He was referring to the jab that Joy Behar gave to Christine O’Donnell, running for Senate in Delaware. Christine was asked by one of her supporters why she goes out on a limb defending her conservative Christian convictions in such a hostile campaign. “Because God told me to” she replied. And for that, Joy called her crazy because she hears from God. The cry of my heart is to be able to hear God’s voice. When God speaks personally, there’s nothing else like it in the whole world. I studied the 25th chapter of Genesis this week and noticed how troubled Rebekah was during her pregnancy. She said “Why is this happening to me?” She was referring to the jostling in her womb. So she went to inquire of the Lord. And the Lord said to her: “Two Nations are in your womb, And two peoples from within you will be separated; One people will be stronger than the other And the older will serve the y...

The Trade

My best friend’s husband died, but she did not place her wedding ring in a draw.  She designed a new ring, an everyday kind of ring, and incorporated the diamonds from her wedding ring.  I cheered her on for her ingenuity to keep his memory close at all times. A gal in my critique group wrote about the best Christmas present she ever received.  She inherited her late mother-in-law’s mink coat.  She loved her dearly, but when she put on the coat, she felt like she stepped out of the 1950’s.  She hated the thought of it placed in a box and stacked on a closet shelf.  Her husband took it to a furrier and surprised her at Christmas with a brand new mink stole.  I choked up when I read her words of love for her mother-in-law and the beautiful mink cape she wore for a classy event in frigid Flagstaff during the holidays. The Spiritual Trade off I don’t have a mink coat or extra diamonds to create something new.  I do have some thin...

A Memorial Day Reflection

  Memorial Day is always noteworthy for me and my girls.  Next Thursday marks the third year of missing their father, my husband. So many thoughts  run through my mind.  The journey of loss takes on various emotions.  The strongest feeling, at first, was emptiness.  In a split second, I would forget he departed forever.  I imagined things I needed to talk to him about when he got back home.  My mind is realistic now.  He's not coming back.  There will be no more times of sitting on the porch swing together on the front deck staring at the moon and the stars.  He would tell me all he knew about the majestic night sky. I have so much I wish I could tell him, like the excitement of seeing our oldest grandchild make a decision to follow Jesus and get baptized on Mother's Day!  And our little Amy, 11 years old, I wish he could have seen her on stage receiving her induction to the National Honor Society. Our daughters have their own ...