Fireworks and boldness

There were many explosive fireworks last night and I may have been hiding in fear and screaming like a girl each time one was launched by my husband. I’m what they call a yankee in Texas and not quite used to buy your own fireworks on the side of the road and launch in your own backyard! I must admit it was a good and scary time particularly when the wind knocked the firworks in our direction! When I thought about resolutions only one thing really came to my mind and that was boldness, I want more of it. The kind that’s not obnoxious but godly and tactful, like Esther or Ruth from the Bible. That’s my resolution and prayer! Happy New Year everyone!
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Hey, I'mMaria

A Christian, married to an insanely gifted and talented Marine husband, mother to Gideon (15), Boaz (10) and our rainbow baby, Shiloh. I’m actually an R.N turned accidental photographer, currently living in Fredericksuburg, Va after completing our final tour in Okinawa Japan. You'll find travel, Jesus, and lifestyle posts here on the Journal.


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