Share The Battle Belongs to *MOM*..um ehem…The Lord! By Sheri Boulet / a couple of years ago When I was growing up I was always such a quiet girl. I would literally get physically ill when I was faced with speaking up about anything. *One year I was voted “Quietest Girl” and my best friend Sherry was voted “Loudest Girl” — Go Figure* After Denise was born she was very sick. We […]
Share The Power of a Forgiving Heart By Sheri Boulet / a couple of years ago The Power of a Forgiving Heart We have been having awesome, power-packed, Holy Ghost filled services at Truth Harbor. Brother Zorich is in the house and he touched on something that has weighed heavy on my mind. I would like to share some thoughts with you. In John chapter 8, we start out reading about […]
Share Winner By Random Drawing By Sheri Boulet / a couple of years ago What child does not love the story of “David and the Giant?” We all hoped to be able to slay the giants that we face in our own young lives using David as our inspiration since he was young himself and was able to win where bigger, stronger, older, more experienced soldiers could not. Still […]
Share Like…Totally By Sheri Boulet / a couple of years ago Like…Totally I was in the kitchen yesterday, cooking when some sticky pork blood got on my hand. Suddenly I was 16 again… “EWWWW! Grody to the max!!” I exclaimed, then quickly gazed around the kitchen to make sure no one heard me. I have listened to my elders, noted their wording, admired their phrases, with […]
Share More Than A Mantle By Sheri Boulet / a couple of years ago More Than A Mantle Tonight my thoughts are on that young man lying in his bed downstairs. Sometimes the responsibility of parenthood overwhelms me. I am certainly not talking about the earthly responsibility that faces each of us that choose to have children. Although I certainly appreciate this responsibility greatly. I am talking about the […]
Share Spring Cleaning By Sheri Boulet / a couple of years ago Spring Cleaning Ok, so I know we are teetering on the edge of summer, but that doesn’t matter. What does matter is that I have some major junk I need to get rid of. I have always been a pack rat, of sorts. When I was little I kept things that no one else would […]
