Romans 8:38-39

Philippians 4:13

Isaiah 54:10

Lamentations 3:22-23 (Korth Park)

Vintage Kitchen Items

Vintage baking supplies

More just playing around with some of my antique cookbook and kitchen items.

Another perspective of Red and Orange roses

Rose and orange roses-another view

Red and orange roses

Just playing around with my camera, some roses and a PhotoBox.

First attempt at photographing a comet

Drove out into the hayfield behind our house tonight to search for Comet Neowise. This was my first attempt and photographing a comet. I still have lots to learn about photographing the night sky. This is one of the unedited photos from tonight. I am so blessed to live in the country where we can see the beautiful night sky.

Summer Sunset

One of my favorite cars...

Classic Pontiac Trans Am at the Automobile Gallery in Green Bay.

Black eyed susan at Korth Park

Two prairie dogs

February morning

Getting a drink

Not as clear of a photo as I'd like but can still see her little tongue as she takes a break from sipping nectar.

Lake Michigan

Korth Park

This World is not My Home

This world is not my home I'm just a passing through
My treasures are laid up somewhere beyond the blue
The angels beckon me from Heaven's open door
And I can't feel at home in this world anymore
Oh Lord you know I have no friend like you
If Heaven's not my home then Lord what will I do
The angels beckon me from Heaven's open door
And I can't feel at home in this world anymore

Just over in Gloryland
We'll live eternally
The saints on every hand are shouting victory

Their songs of sweetest praise
Drift back from Heaven's shore
And I can't feel at home in this world anymore

Oh Lord, you know I have no friend like you
If Heaven's not my home then Lord what will I do

The angels beckon me from Heaven's open door
And I can't feel at home in this world anymore

I learned this song when I was in elementary or middle school. I always liked it but haven’t sung or heard it in quite some time. However, these lyrics have been going through my mind lately. The lyrics that have been especially ringing through my brain are “This world is not my home, I’m just a passing through” and “I can’t feel at home in this world anymore.” With how crazy, depressing, frustrating and divisive this world is now more than ever, I take great comfort in knowing that because of my faith in Christ, no matter what happens here, this is only temporary. I have a much better Home awaiting for me. Whether He comes to call His children out of here soon or it is years from now, this is all just temporary. This world is not my permanent home. Heaven is my real home. And it’s perfect. No more sin. No more tears, hate, sickness, rumors, etc. I am thankful that there is more than this life here on earth. Thankful that those of us who are Christ followers know beyond a shadow of a doubt that we have something so much better waiting. This world is not our home. We are just passing through. Heaven is our destination. Hallelujah!

White deer

Silo with flag

Patriotic Watering Can