On Saturday, DH and I attended the memorial service for my DSisIL's mother who went home to be with her Lord last week. It was a blessing to hear Mrs. D.'s children "...rise up and bless her." Mr. D. also gave a moving tribute to his wife of over 50 years. The two of them spent 42 years in Papua New Guinea serving as missionaries with Wycliffe Bible Translators. They translated the New Testament of the Bible into the native language of two different tribes of people. But Mrs. D's greatest accomplishment was knowing, trusting, and serving her Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.
Sunday afternoon found DH and I cutting and stacking firewood. (Yes, we got out the tractor and used it.) We managed to fill the wood rack; it holds a rick of wood. After that, we watched what was left of the Jets/Colts game and then cheered on the Saints over the Vikings. Geaux Saints!
Today I hope to get in a lot of stitching in between loads of laundry.