1. Notes - Beth Moore Simulcast September 2014 - Session 1

    Notes - Beth Moore Simulcast September 2014

    Beth Moore is my all-time bible study leader.  I’ve been privileged to actually sit under her teaching personally, but mostly I just watched her on DVD’s.  The times that I’ve been able to attend one of her conferences it has been an awesome experience.  There is just something about being in the midst of so many women there for one purpose…to draw closer to God…that radiates throughout the…

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  2. I could so live right here!

    (Source: shipwrecked-flower-child, via cabinology)


  3. This is Me Too

    After I posted the picture in my last post, I felt the need for a change.  I twitted that I either needed a new tattoo or a haircut…the haircut won out.  So Saturday, I took a fall drive to town, turned the radio up really loud, and had a few inches cut off my hair!

    So….this is me today.

    10659225_10202897330729564_9173663234382009855_nAnd tomorrow, I head to Virginia!  So I wanted to make sure Becky, who is picking me up at the airport knows…

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  4. This is Me

    This is me, Deborah.

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    I’m pretty basic.  I like t-shirts, skirts and sandals but I also like jeans and boots.

    My hair is graying or turning white.  I’m 50 years old, married with two kids.  I hate to wear make-up.

    99% of the time, I feel inadequate in whatever I’m doing, whatever “it” may be.

    90% of the time, I’m wrong and I was adequate enough….but I never know that until after it’s over.


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  5. Approaching Bethel

    The first chapter of Dorothy Kelley Patterson’s book, A Woman Seeking God, explains “the Bethel experience”.

    …every believer must make many trips to “Bethel”, seeking the will and direction of the Lord and reaching for His strength and sustenance for the trials and difficulties that inevitably arise in the course of life on this earth.

    If you don’t know the Old Testament story of Jacob, you might…

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  6. A Weekend of Art, Quilts, Wine & Pudding!

    A Weekend of Art, Quilts, Wine & Pudding!

    The family of James Lewis Sr. and the late Frances Lewis

    are sharing with the public, for the first time,

    the artwork of Frances Lewis in oils at the

    Grinder’s Switch Winery (in Centerville, TN) on

    Friday, October 3rd – 4-7, and Saturday, October 4th – 10-6.


    This will be the first time that the original oil paintings will be on display, along with the prints made from those originals.  The…

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  7. Dear Beth:

    I bought my ticket for the individual simulcast to Living Proof Live about a month ago, marked my calendar, turned down some special event invitations and planned to sit in my sewing loft to listen to you speak. I thought about quilting while I listened. It didn’t happen as I planned. I had to run to town, help my brother out a little, get some groceries and then spend 3 hours…you heard that…

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  8. Her Words to Him

    I’d like to introduce you to my brother, James Lewis (if you don’t already know him).  This morning he posted on Facebook the following post and I’ve decided to share it here for all to see.  Please share this with your friends.  It’s such a beautiful example of the power of praying parents.

    James, Anita, & Luke 2014James, Anita, & Luke

    This probably needs to be on my sister’s blog, just didn’t know how to put it there.…

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  9. I’m Not Good Enough

    I’m Not Good Enough

    God commands us to be holy, set apart from worldly things, perfect, like Jesus.  I know many people who try to follow this command and few who succeed completely.  The truth is, we’ll never be good enough in our own eyes.  That’s why we have to see ourselves through God’s eyes, because His vision is filtered by Jesus standing in front of us.

    God looks at us and sees Jesus.

    It’s like looking at…

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  10. Who’s Your Daddy?

    Who’s Your Daddy?

    I grew up in a small town were you either knew every body or you were related to them.  My husband was an out-of-towner and was not accepted as quickly into the fold as someone that could trace their family line back several generations.  We found this out when we took out a small farm loan right after we were married.  (clarification:  his mother was from the same small town, but had left,…

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