Thank you, Lord, for what you have been teaching me today. As I sit at the shop and Mark supports Blake by being at the Tennessee Tech Football game, I am still in awe. Until last year, this was always the date I joyfully celebrated for my childhood best friend, Angie’s birthday. Exactly one year ago, we were in Florence, Italy, on this date. It is a significant date and experience, no doubt. However, this extends beyond having the scripture by the passports, the envelopes and even our glorious evening with Bryan Yates.

Yessir. I think I see exactly what you did there. You had me completely poured out, filled up and poured out again, daily. This morning, this day was given a new context. While I didn’t fail to acknowledge you each day, it was this particular day I spelled it out from my heart. Your heart. From the moment I declared my real treasure and source of humor, God continued to show up in even bigger and more ostentatious ways. Praise is absolutely the best weapon, combined with the Word.

Because I had so many words about it last year on Facebook, I am copying over here for posterity.

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Today has been more than words could ever express. Uploaded reels or clips to share moments- beauty and grace. Either you get it or you don’t. Praying you do.

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That was all I had written before going to sleep four hours ago. Our day was so intense and emotionally exhausting…I was done. Spent. Poured out. Full. Overwhelmed.

Once again, I am being pulled from much needed sleep to write something down. Life theme. Gal 6:7-9 He showed me. Bloom where planted and what He planted in me. Life verse. GAL 6:9 for a Blonde Polish Chick is hilarious. Don’t forget, God gave you your sense of humor!!!

Did you see the thieves left our passports by His Word? Our Father in Heaven will NOT be mocked. Mark probably worried a pinch when I fell on the bed laughing so hard tears came from my eyes. Then again, I told Mark in February that God wanted to show him something in Italy. Not even joking

Seriously, I was in Blue Ridge, GA, the first few days of February. All I can say is THE most powerful presence of the Holy Spirit I have known in 55 years came upon me in a way which exceeds words. Asbury didn’t surprise me in the least. Not much does. I have always loved when He shows up and shows off! I get like a CHILD when I see it and giddy to share with anyone on my path.

I am made “like this” for His purposes. Please Forgive me if it hurts or offends in any way. It’s not about you or whether or not we believe the same things. I love you. I am just more concerned about pleasing God than people.

When I moved the dress to start cleaning up after the robbery, I wasn’t surprised at all to see our passports next to scripture cards. Mark didn’t know I had been led to write down a verse for each day in Italy. I laughed HARD.

After most was cleaned up, I found Two envelopes in separate (weird) places. One from the bank devoid of cash. One from our home where I had stored my Bible verses, a few blanks and a writing tool. The envelopes looked alike. Folded at the third. Two types of treasure, my friends. We have the One that really matters. So, within a few hours of being robbed, we were both joyfully hiking up to a stunning sunset.

If you claim to rely on His Word, I just want to encourage you to invite Him into even more of your lives. He wants me a to be like children he wants us to share His goodness in some way, EVERY SINGLE DAY…. praying you ask yourselves what are YOU bringing to that relationship? This is the third time #QOTD messaging with images are being put on my heart.

Okay. Now I am looking at the clock and Whatever He shows me 7 years from today …can’t imagine. Many of you know that things I wrote years ago are playing out in an almost freaky way. To highlight day 8, God is on the move. Confirmations galore. Grateful we got robbed! Not kidding!

1)Didn’t wear face make up to see David yesterday. Kind of like, “you are naked, so I will go the ONLY way of naked possible for me”. . The Experience at Accademia was intense for both of us in different ways. Beautiful. Cathartic tears. Lots of them for me.

Edit: Need to note it took from 3:17-5:30 or so to write this. I went to read to ensure no egregious typos. The bit above said LORD OF THEM. Accurate, but still , GODWINK. Mary Kathleen Morlan

2)Sammies sent to friends – we love Terri and Jason and and our whole small group back home. We were talking about them at the Leather School- as well as Brian Sweatt and OC.

3)Bryan Yates of Liverpool, England: Thank you for sharing your musicianship before the sunset. Thank you for also breaking bread and drinking a glass of wine with us (and the gelato, too) with us later. Truly, you are a treasure. Whenever you get access again to the book of faces , grateful to have some way to connect. Excited to hear if you meet Josie & Mimmo. I trust the day you read this will be exactly as designed. We truly loved our evening with you!