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Chapter Nine of Sierra’s Story and a chat with Shellie
Welcome, my friend! I’m glad you’re back. I’ve got one grand napping, and one occupied with a cartoon. That means my time is limited and there will be typos. Consider yourself warned. LOL!
You may have noticed that your happy hostess has continued to tinker with the format of this podcast/newsletter hybrid ever since I called it quits on live radio to make more room on my plate for family and ministry. You’re smart like that. So, where are we? Well, frankly there’s no “formula” out there for what I’m doing. Most podcasts are precisely that, audio. They don’t come with a newsletter. (And vice versa.) But, hey, I love coloring outside the lines. Always have.
And so, I tinker.
I’ve recently been opening with show notes and then moving into our chat. Today, I’m flipping things upside down. I realize if you’re reading this on your favorite podcasting platform like iTunes or Spotify, it may seem odd to find the show notes opening like a newsletter, but if you’re reading this via email, or on the website, it will likely seem more natural for you to begin with the newsletter. I call that six of one, half a dozen of the other. That said, if you’ve been waiting for Chapter Nine to drop, feel free to scroll past this visit and find the audio clip below. It’s all good, either way!
(If you’re reading on a podcast platform, you can go to ShellieT.com to see the pics referenced here. THX!)
It took longer than usual for our summer temps to arrive, but they are here in full force. Unfortunately, Lake Providence is still swollen from the rains, docks remain underwater, and our lake remains closed to traffic. Summer isn’t summer for me until the float boat is in the water and water sports have begun, so I’m super eager for the lake level to return to normal. Hank is also eager to take his place back at the helm.
Meanwhile, my herb and veggie gardens are flourishing. Yesterday I harvested some cucumbers and a bit of fresh dill and whipped up some homemade refrigerator pickles. Here are some pics and here is where you can find that recipe.
Shiloh’s haircut is showing signs of growing and I’m still laughing about your feedback on that horsey debacle. One of your fellow community friends, Mr. Kermit, reminded me that the difference between a good haircut and a bad one is three days. Poor Shiloh. His is taking a mite longer! LOL!
The grands continue to grow as well, like weeds! It’s hard to believe I’m preparing for the FIFTH Annual Pops and Keggie Kamp, but I am! (Some of you will remember the first one.) There will be the usual lake activities, great grandparent visits, and farm fun, and of course it will all revolve around our daily devos where we plant God’s Truth deep in our hearts. This year we’ll talk about developing an ever increasing hunger for God’s word and our verse will be, “Your word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light on my path!” Psalm 119:105
On that note, allow me to leave you with a few words I penned recently contrasting the empty hope and divisive rhetoric saturating our public discourse and the sure and steadfast hope that is Jesus, Light of the World.
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Welcome, my friend! I’m glad you’re back. I’ve got one grand napping, and one occupied with a cartoon. That means my time is limited and there will be typos. Consider yourself warned. LOL!
You may have noticed that your happy hostess has continued to tinker with the format of this podcast/newsletter hybrid ever since I called it quits on live radio to make more room on my plate for family and ministry. You’re smart like that. So, where are we? Well, frankly there’s no “formula” out there for what I’m doing. Most podcasts are precisely that, audio. They don’t come with a newsletter. (And vice versa.) But, hey, I love coloring outside the lines. Always have.
And so, I tinker.
I’ve recently been opening with show notes and then moving into our chat. Today, I’m flipping things upside down. I realize if you’re reading this on your favorite podcasting platform like iTunes or Spotify, it may seem odd to find the show notes opening like a newsletter, but if you’re reading this via email, or on the website, it will likely seem more natural for you to begin with the newsletter. I call that six of one, half a dozen of the other. That said, if you’ve been waiting for Chapter Nine to drop, feel free to scroll past this visit and find the audio clip below. It’s all good, either way!
(If you’re reading on a podcast platform, you can go to ShellieT.com to see the pics referenced here. THX!)
It took longer than usual for our summer temps to arrive, but they are here in full force. Unfortunately, Lake Providence is still swollen from the rains, docks remain underwater, and our lake remains closed to traffic. Summer isn’t summer for me until the float boat is in the water and water sports have begun, so I’m super eager for the lake level to return to normal. Hank is also eager to take his place back at the helm.
Meanwhile, my herb and veggie gardens are flourishing. Yesterday I harvested some cucumbers and a bit of fresh dill and whipped up some homemade refrigerator pickles. Here are some pics and here is where you can find that recipe.
Shiloh’s haircut is showing signs of growing and I’m still laughing about your feedback on that horsey debacle. One of your fellow community friends, Mr. Kermit, reminded me that the difference between a good haircut and a bad one is three days. Poor Shiloh. His is taking a mite longer! LOL!
The grands continue to grow as well, like weeds! It’s hard to believe I’m preparing for the FIFTH Annual Pops and Keggie Kamp, but I am! (Some of you will remember the first one.) There will be the usual lake activities, great grandparent visits, and farm fun, and of course it will all revolve around our daily devos where we plant God’s Truth deep in our hearts. This year we’ll talk about developing an ever increasing hunger for God’s word and our verse will be, “Your word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light on my path!” Psalm 119:105
On that note, allow me to leave you with a few words I penned recently contrasting the empty hope and divisive rhetoric saturating our public discourse and the sure and steadfast hope that is Jesus, Light of the World.