13 If I speak in the tongues[a] of men or of angels, but do not have love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. 2 If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing. 3 If I give all I possess to the poor and give over my body to hardship that I may boast,[b] but do not have love, I gain nothing.
4 Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5 It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6 Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7 It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
8 Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. 9 For we know in part and we prophesy in part, 10 but when completeness comes, what is in part disappears. 11 When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put the ways of childhood behind me. 12 For now we see only a reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.
13 And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.
Wednesday, April 25, 2012
Due to the illness of my precious Daddy I will be taking a break to spend every moment with him. Our store will be open but may look a little different for a while. I hope everyone will understand. Life is a gift and this store was a gift from both my Heavenly FAther and my one here on earth. My gratitude iS so far beyond words. What a lucky girl I am! Until then, take time to give the ones you love a hug and a kiss. See you soon.
Thursday, April 12, 2012
Have you ever seen A Room With A View? The moment that they throw open the shutters to discover their view has been our daily routine for the last two weeks. What a magical view we have had. The colors of Spain are bright and white and worn and washed. Deep yellows that are softened by pink or punched with deep blue. Whitewashed houses with pink and red and purple flowers falling out of the window sills. Reminders of the One who makes the view by hand are peppered on every corner. In Sevilla, we have had the honor of a view that has been gifted with the sweet gentle fragrance of orange blossoms. Everywhere you go you are surrounded with this heavenly scent. Oh, how I wish I could bottle it all and bring it home to you all. My pictures and commentary do not do it justice. Our plane leaves on Saturday and we will be so happy to be home but we will have this special treasure tucked away in our souls to take out and savor over and over again. Enjoy the pictures and have a lovely day.