This weekend was my high school class reunion. Forty years, WOW, it really is hard to believe I have been out of high school that long. I so enjoyed getting to see some of my classmates I had not seen in at least thirty years. (we did have a reunion in '81). They all looked pretty good, and as my grandfather used to say, " it is hard to be pretty and good"
We went to North Gwinnett, toured the school and my oh my! How it has changed. I realized as we were planning it, we were just the eleventh class to graduate from that school. It was started in 1959. That was the year most of us started to school in first grade then. We did not go to Kindergarten and we went to eighth grade at North. We actually stayed at our Elementary schools through seventh grade.
My classmates were all so gracious, and I am so grateful for the opportunity to reconnect. My only regret is that I did not have more time to talk to each person and catch up. Four hours just was not long enough. What a really classy bunch of people I had the privilege to go to school with. I came away renewed in the realization of how God truly works all things according to His Purpose. Everyone I talked to inspired me to excellence, not perfection, but excellence.

There were many I would have liked to have seen, but for whatever reason they were not able to come. I can only hope that the life choices made have been fulfilled for the betterment of ourselves and our society.

Our Alma Mater says: Hail to thee our Alma Mater, North Gwinnett High School. She stands on faith and love and honor, waving colors true. May we always love her glory, never to forget, all the friends we made and loved at dear ole North Gwinnett.

I don't think I can forget these friends, some we went all twelve grades together and others just five. Unlike a school with one community, we were made up of three communities.
I, for one am grateful for the experience.
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Consider the lilies

After reading a friend's blog tonight, I am reminded of a song my daughter sang as a child. "Consider the Lilies". It is taken from Matthew 6:25-34.
Because I tend to worry too, I need this reminder every day also. Thanks Brooke for the gentle reminder.
Consider the lilies, they don't toil nor spin, but there is not a king with more splendor than them. Consider the sparrow, he don't plant nor sew, but he is fed by the Master, Who watches him grow. We have a Heavenly Father above, with eyes full of mercy and a heart full of love. He really cares when your head is bowed low. Consider the lilies and then you will know.
May I introduce you to this dear friend of mine, Who hangs out the stars and tells the sun when to shine. Who kisses the flowers each morning with dew, but He is never too busy to care about you. (lyrics by Candy Hemphill)

I could always relate to that song and love singing it as I rock little ones or swing on the porch swing with them. To sing it or hum it takes me back to a simpler time, and reminds me in a quiet way, "No need to worry" for what does worrying add to my day?

Another song by the Hemphills, "He's Still Working on Me." I can close my eyes and see my kids singing that one too.
He's still working on me. To make me what I ought to be. It took Him just a week to make the moon and the stars, sun and Earth and Jupiter and Mars. How loving and patient He must be, cause He's still working on me. In the mirror of His word, reflections that I see, make me wonder why He never gave up on me. But He loves me as I am and helps me when I pray. Remember He's the Potter, I'm the clay. There really ought to be a sign upon my heart, 'don't judge her yet there is an unfinished part'. But I'll be perfect just according to His plan, fashioned by the Master's loving hand.

We serve a Risen Savior, no matter what people say. We can believe He cares for us.
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