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I am His workmanship tag

I was tagged by Summer for this: I am His workmanship. I've never done one of these on my blog. So just for fun, here's a little bit about how God made me:

A. Attached or Single? Attached
B. Best Friend? My husband
C. Cake or pie? A berry pie!

D. Day of choice? Saturday, cause my man's home and we usually do something together as a family.

E. Essential item? Bible/journal/pen
F. Favorite color? Red
G. Gummy bears or worms? Bears
H. Home town? Roseburg, OR
I. Favorite indulgence? Chocolate

J. January or July? January in Arizona

K. Kids? Two precious sons!
L. Life isn’t complete without? Knowing Christ!
M. Marriage date? September 4th, 1993
N. Number of brothers and sisters? 2

O. Oranges or Apples? Oranges if they're sweet.

P. Phobias? Being underwater and unable to breathe (I'm thinking scuba diving and the air runs out)

Q. Quotes? "Earth's crammed with heaven, And every common bush afire with God; But only he who sees, takes off his shoes - The rest sit round it and pluck blackberries." -Elizabeth Barrett Browning
R. Reasons to smile? This could be a VERY long answer... I have many reasons to smile, I'm the most blessed woman on the planet! God loves me! He calls me His friend! I get to be changed into His image this side of heaven and when I get to heaven I'll be made like Him and see Him face to face! And here reasons to smile fill my days: My husband wrestling with the kids on the floor. My son saying something about Jesus that only could be said with the faith of a child. The sunset Jesus painted just for me! :)

S. Season of choice? Spring... even here in the desert new life is seen in the spring!

T. Tag 2 people: Jennifer (Diary of 1) and Jo Princess Warrior
U. Unknown fact about me? I've been keeping a journal since I was 8 years old. I have like 20 full ones in my closet and I'm almost finished with my current journal.

V. Vegetable? Asparagus
W. Worst habit? Picking at my cuticles!

X. X-ray or Ultrasound? Ultrasound. Ultrasound means new life being knit together and getting to see it happen... x-ray means something's broken.

Y. Your favorite food? Steak, baked potato with all the fixins and a loaded salad with house dressing!

Z. Which zoo animal is your favorite? Lions


  1. What a fun A-Z tag!! I'll get to this soon! I also love spring in the desert - it's remarkable. :-)

  2. Great questions. LOVED getting to know these details about you.

  3. I learned a lot about you from this meme. I'm not surprised you're a journaller... you're a prolific and thoughtful blogger. Roseburg, OR? We're in WA!


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