{Country Fields ~ Sweet Tea ~ Bro. Ronnie}

The day after Thanksgiving we headed out to Moms. Do you remember the weather? It was unbelievable warm. The sun beamed downed like a warm blanket. I took this white rocker
and nestled it in this field. Found me a Mason Jar and poured some of the best sweet tea

I have ever tasted. Heaven. I am certain it was a slice of Heaven.


I wanted to share something my pastor (your pastor, anyone who needs a pastor. . . ) told me a couple of weeks ago. This post seemed kind-of fitting. . .

I have had a little something bugging me for a bit. So I talked to him about it. (My buggy thing isn't near as important as his response, so don't worry).

This is what he told me. . .
"Tonia, I want you to talk about this less, and pray about it more."

Now, I know, it isn't the most profound statement ever made, and I am sure you all do this.

I am a "fixer". And, dang-it, there are just things I can't fix. Some things (most things) are so out of my reach, I am s-t-u-p-i-d for not immediately giving it to God. I go on some senseless rampage, like I am going to save the world! Please.

Anyways, the more I have thought about what he said, there are many (all and most) areas in my life that I need to apply this principle. You?

Thank you Lord, for a pastor that knows how to correct and encourage at the same time.