(I love: notes, stationary, cards,- all things paper.
These cards would be cute plastered all over my husband's truck.)
Unlike Madonna, I am not a material girl.
I do admit I want and like
camera lenses,
headbands,
make-up,
shoes,
and
there's sure to be more.
I'm trying to care less about stuff.
I'm trying to care more about my relationships.
With the Lord,
with my husband,
with my kids,
with my family,
with my friends,
with the lady at the grocery store that I've never met.
I tend to fixate on some of the least important stuff.
like the colors I want in the hall,
or where I can find a yellow bracelet for my new outfit.
My mind is cluttered with worldly chatter.
Then I go here:
image by Bob Boyd
or open these:
All my life I've learned about
After the Savior was crucified, and was gone from the earth
his gospel was lost.
It was restored again.
My faith in this restoration
brings peace in my life,
is an anchor,
adds perspective to trials,
helps me teach eternal principles to my children,
guides me through the things I can't control,
teaches,
and
inspires,
me to know how Jesus Christ can make me whole.
All my life.
I apply.
I try.
My happiness is not at Target.
My happiness is in His gospel.
I love what I know.
I'm better than I was.
I get on my knees.
I can hush the stuff.
His Gospel.
I love you because I'm not just a material girl.





B E A U T I F U L L Y written. What pretty pictures, too.
ReplyDeleteThanks friend!
ReplyDeleteSo beautifully stated, Kim!
ReplyDelete(although sometimes i definitely think happiness is found at target...just kidding ;)