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Prayers of Virtue Day 6

Love for God's Word

Lord, may my children regard your Word

as more precious than gold and sweeter than honey.

More to be desired are they than gold, yea, than much gine gold:

sweeter also than honey and the honeycomb.

Psalm 19:10

Prayers of Virtue Day 5

Self Control

Father, help my children not be like many others,

but to be alert and self-controlled in all they do.

Therefore let us not sleep, as do others;

but let us watch and be sober.

1 Thessalonians 5:6

Prayers of Virtue 4

Day 4

Integrity

Lord, may integrity and uprightness protect my children

because their hope is in you.

Let integrity and uprightness preserve me; for I wait on thee.

Psalm 25:21

Prayers of Virtue 3

Day 3

Love

Father, grant that my children would learn to live a life of love through the Spirit who lives in them.

And walk in love, as Christ also hath loved us

Ephesians 5:2

Prayers of Virtue

Day 2

God's Grace

I pray that my children may grow in the grace and knowledge of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.

But grow in grace, and in the knowledge of our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ.

To him be glory both now and for ever. Amen.

II Peter 3:18

31 Days of Virtues for our Children

I can't believe it is already March, 2012! We have anticipated this year ever since the spring of 2000 when my oldest daughter graduated from kindergarten, but I always thought it was so far out in the future. Not so. It is here and now, and thoughts of high school graduation, ceremonies, parties, college are consuming our thoughts and most of our conversation!

For the month of March, I am going to do a daily post of 31 different biblical virtues to pray into our children. I am going to use these prayers as a guide and claim and believe that God is working each one of these virtues into my children's lives. (My friend, Nathan Brown, allowed me to borrow this from him, and he got it from here http://broomfieldumc.org/clientimages/35460/pictures/prayforchildren.pdf)

Day 1

Salvation

Lord, I pray that my children would obtain the salvation that is in Christ Jesus, with eternal glory.

... that they may also obtain the salvation which is in Christ Jesus with eternal glory.

II Timothy 2.10

Just Have to Wait

(Warning: this post has some deep emotional thoughts about my sweet nephew in Heaven, Reagan David Russell)

I asked for (and received) this CD for Christmas. It is "Beauty Will Rise" by Steven Curtis Chapman. He wrote these songs after his daughter went to heaven, and it is his personal journey through his grief. Our family has been no stranger to grief, and I am always seeking out methods to deal with grief in ways that will bring healing. Personally, I am completely satisfied that God's providence is truly working out as promised in Romans 8:28, but it does pain me when my loved one is struggling. My heart just aches for my brother and sister-in-law, Mark and Debbie, in this awful tragedy of last summer. Debbie's brother David Hecker posted on Facebook today about a family in a car accident and their little boy was taken from them. It just caused me to re-visit the wound. In a text message to Mark, we talked about the heartache never seeming to end. Well, on the CD, there is a song titled "Just Have to Wait." There is a phrase in it that speaks to my heart about my brother, Mark. I just had to post the lyrics to the whole song, but along the last verse, you will see what I mean.

[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/s/steven_curtis_chapman/just_have_to_wait.html ]
Well, I can't wait to SEE your smile again,
The one when your eyes disappear along with all my troubles
And I can't wait to hear you sing a song
Maybe "Jesus Loves Me" or a song you learned up there.

But I, oh I'll just have to wait
'Cause I know that day is coming
So I, oh I'll just have to wait.

I can't wait to hear your mama laugh
The way that only you can make her laugh when you get silly
And I can't wait to SEE you in her arms
I know the wound so deep inside her heart is healed for good.

But I, oh I'll just have to wait
'Cause I know that day is coming
So I, oh I'll just have to wait.

And I can't wait to dance with you again
Knowing that this time we dance, we'll never have to end.

But I, oh I'll just have to wait
'Cause I know that day is coming
So I, oh I'll just have to wait.

And I can't wait to SEE your sisters play
The way they do when all of you are playing all together
I can't wait to watch your brother's face
When he can finally SEE with his own eyes
Everything's okay.
And I just have to wait
'Cause I know that day is coming
And I just have to wait.

So, Mark, it is hard now, but a day is coming--sooner rather than later--when you will finally SEE with your own eyes that everything's okay. Debbie, someday the wound so deep inside your heart will be healed for good. I'm sure of it. I love you all so much!

Cozies and Coasters

Well, the creative juices continue to flow! And I'm just trying to keep up!

When I got this idea, my first thought was to embroider the names on my machine. Unfortunately my machine is not dependable. (I need to spend some quality time there.) As I was randomly cruising down the clearance aisle in Walmart, I saw this package of fabric sheets that you can use in your ink jet printer!! I was so pleased! Since I am happy to let patience continue to have her perfect work for a little while longer (James 1:4) before I tackle the embroidery machine, I got right to work on these little cozies and coasters.

In the recent past, I have done some sewing for a lady who designs children's clothing. I happened to have some scraps from some of those cute little outfits stashed away in my sewing room, just waiting for a project like this to come along! Nana and Grandma D were absolutely thrilled with their little gifts. Grandpa hasn't received his, yet, but I'm thinking he will be equally as pleased!

I linked up with Chari for Finished Object Friday even though it isn't Friday anymore! :)

Repurposing...

I've read so many blogs about repurposing stuff, and I want to jump up and down and say, "Me too, me too!!" Don't get me wrong, it's not like I'm a hoarder and have all kinds of junk around the house. (!) It's just that sometimes I see the possibilities in some things just before they go in the trash or goodwill bag!

For instance... Maddie was in need of a new jean jumper. She had a few cute jean skirts, but let's face it. She has a pot-belly and an outie. Not a good combination for wearing skirts! I had a few jean skirts cast off from her older sisters, so I tried to make a pillowcase dress out of one of them. It turned out ok, but she looked like she was headed to the home-school convention (if you know what I mean) (I say this lovingly because I am a homeschooler!) :-) So I caved in and got out a pattern. Got a pair of worn out jeans that my husband was 'fixin' to throw away. (I had to sneak them to my sewing stash. He doesn't necessarily agree with the first paragraph of this post.) The pattern fit just nicely along the legs, and I think the jumper turned out pretty cute! I had previously salvaged the appliques from another something in my sewing stash, and voila! Such a darling little jumper for Maddie!

Pretty Cute!

I have always loved to crochet. My Grandma Russell taught me how, and it is one of the sweet memories of her that I hold dear to my heart. Anyway, while looking at all the nifty gifty things in a truck stop on one of our travels, I saw a cute headband/ear warmer for ten bucks. 'Hmm,' I thought, 'Really, now, why should I pay that much money for something I could probably make in a few hours?!' Well, I found a few free crochet patterns on line, but I couldn't find one that completely struck my fancy, so I used it for inspiration. My daughters had some good advice for the design, and after a little tweeking, I came up with this:

It went from start to finish all in an evening. Maddie has some cute little crocheted flowers for her hair, so after close inspection, I figured out a way to make this:

Here is the finished look.

Don't ask me for the pattern, I'm not patient enough to jot down all the "row 1: 3dc, bpdc *repeat after the *" You know what I mean! While I was putting on the finishing touches, I realized that I would be able to link up to Charity's "Finished Object Friday" for the first time! That makes me pretty happy!

No Manner of Hurt

The other day, I read in the book of Daniel for my devotions. The passage was in chapter six recounting the story of Daniel in the lions' den. Now, Daniel and his three Hebrew friends do fascinate me. Their boldness and faith certainly leave a tremendous legacy to learn from! So when I got to verse twenty-three in my reading, I was rejoicing in a new way over how God brings deliverance.

I have had many thoughts concerning these two stories of miraculous deliverance in this little book, and a few life applications. There have been times when I have been going through a difficult battle, or I have seen a loved one in the midst of the “fire,” so to speak, and I have compared their struggles with the fiery furnace or the lions' den. It has comforted me to also compare the companions these Biblical heroes had during their severe testing with the companions God sent to me during my struggle. Just knowing that He was close by my side, whether I could sense His presence or not, gave me strength, indeed!

I have also thought about the outcome of the trial, and the faith of those who witnessed it. I know we have others watching our lives. On the onset, they may have no faith at all, such as Nebuchadnezzar; or they may have some faith, but are just stupid, such as King Darius. Nevertheless, they are looking on. God knows all this, and I believe He is anticipating the question, “...is thy God, whom thou servest continually, able to deliver thee from the lions?” (Daniel 6:20) Therefore, we can expect that in a life fully surrendered to Him, the outcome of the trial will bring glory to HIM! Those witnessing the trial will surely be able to say, “The God, whom they have served continually, certainly WAS able to deliver them from the lions!”

Well, those are some of the thoughts that have accumulated over the past few years. Aren't you glad, though, that God continues to speak to us through His Word? I started out this blog post by mentioning that I had read this story the other day, and I had a new cause for rejoicing. Verse twenty-three says, “...So Daniel was taken up out of the den, and no manner of hurt was found upon him, because he believed in his God.” This is what stood out to me ...no manner of hurt was found upon him... That is nothing new! We all knew that! And it was even said of the three Hebrew children in the fiery furnace as they came out “...upon whose bodies the fire had no power, nor was an hair of their head singed, neither were their coats changed, nor the smell of fire had passed on them.” (Daniel 3:27) The fire had no power! These are such amazing miracles! Wonderful Sunday School stories! My favorite story from childhood is “Cool in the Furnace!” I still sing songs from that musical to my kids! But my epiphany was in the recollection of my battles and the anticipation of things to come. Have I come through my trials without the “smell of smoke” or the “stench of lions' breath?” Even though the trials we have experienced have been allowed by God, they most likely have been initiated by Satan or one of his minions. The devil's intention is to annihilate our faith in God or maim our spirit in some way. If we could at least have our “hair singed” or have “teeth marks” in the calves of our legs, then he will have triumphed. Yes, we survived, but we are missing something because of it. For instance, maybe I survived cancer, but I retained the “smell of smoke” because I became lost in grief over my baby not bonding to me like other babies bond to their mothers—I was too sick to care for her during her crucial time. Or, I came through a miscarriage, and I still have my health, but a Sunday School girl conceived out of wedlock around the same time and delivered a healthy baby; and if I would have become bitter over the "unfairness" of it all it could have left “teeth marks.” But that is not how God intends to help us through our trials. When we are surrendered to Him, He helps us to come through with no “smoke smell or lions' breath!” No bitterness, no strife, no dissension, no anger! He gives us the grace to overcome valiantly! When we believe in our God, He promises to bring us through. Not by the skin of our teeth, but to a mighty victory! “That in the ages to come he might shew the exceeding riches of his grace in his kindness toward us through Christ Jesus.” (Ephesians 2:7) I am so grateful for life (since so many others receive a death sentence through cancer), and Madelyn and I are working on that bond! I'm sure the older she gets and the more she is able to understand, she will very likely be amazed at the way God spared her life! He has a definite plan for her, and us! As for the Sunday School girl, God helped me to love her and love her baby. It is not up to me to determine who gets life, and who goes to heaven first. I am happy to leave that up to God! My desire is to come through my trials victoriously—with no “smell of smoke” on my spirit or “teeth marks” in my faith!

Critical Care Birthdays

Tara’s 12th birthday was June 4 (Friday). I had not done any birthday shopping before going into the hospital, but after I knew I was going to be there for a few days (which actually turned into 4 weeks), I knew just what I wanted to give her as a gift. We had been trying to plan a party for months because we knew it would be hard to plan with a new baby. For some reason, I could not wrap my brain around what I could do to make this birthday special. We had several ideas, but none of them would “gel” with me. I am convinced that everything happens for a reason, and if things do not go as planned, there is a reason for that, too. Who would have thought that the birthday party was going to end up just the 4 of us (without Maddie) in CCU? I do not have pictures of this little party. Steve (or my sweet sis-in-law, Mary Beth) was able to locate the gift I wanted to give (a stuffed white horse) in the gift shop of the hospital! We also gave her a cell phone and a few other insignificant items, I think! My nurse for the evening offered to go get us some ice cream from the pantry to add to the festivities. Tara was so sweet and so appreciative in the midst of the total change of expectations.
Before the party, I had started getting more desperate in my breathing. I had gone from the simple nasal cannula tube to an oxygen mask on Thursday night. Friday morning, the IV team came and inserted a PICC line in my arm. Then my care givers decided I needed to be in CCU. After the little party, my breathing continued to get more laborious. It seems they attached a bag to my mask, and I remember sitting up in the bed gasping for breath. I do not remember anything after that. I have no recollection of the next 2 weeks of my life.
Apparently, as the chemo attacked the cancer, and the tumors started the dying process, it greatly increased the distress in my lungs. Friday night, my oncologist (Dr. Ronald Alvarez) had a restless night. He said he couldn’t get me off his mind. He came up to the hospital unusually early Saturday morning, and was coming in just when drastic action needed to be taken. He ordered to have me intubated, and he called a pulmonologist to come on the case. Dr. Roney came quickly. They called code blue on me, and a remarkable medical staff came to my aid. Every vital organ struggled under the strain. They started pushing medications through my PICC line. The doctors told Steve that the PICC line saved my life—providing a means to get the medicine quickly into my system.
The condition of my heart called for medicine that, once it is started, has to be taken for the rest of your life. The internal medicine doctor told Steve that my kidneys looked like they belonged to someone who had run a marathon without a drink of water; and it would take weeks to get them back in shape. I had to receive shots of insulin. It is no surprise that my bone marrow took a drastic hit—that’s par for the course with chemotherapy.
Word spread quickly to my friends and a flood of prayers reached the throne of grace. God allowed me to visit the “brink” for a little while. My dear husband and girls were near despair, but God was holding them close to His great heart as well. The love, words of encouragement, prayers and support were a lifeline, but Steve still says that was probably the lowest point in his life. Katelyn (my 16 year old) was fully aware of my condition, and yet she allowed God to comfort her and speak to her through His Word. She has precious promises from that period of time. Tara did not know for awhile what was happening. When she found out, the 3 of them leaned on each other and God wrapped His loving arms around them.
God saw fit to bring healing to my body. In less than 3 days after starting the heart medicine, the nurse had me weaned completely off! God touched my kidneys within days. When I started to improve, the sugar condition got better as well. The bone marrow took a little longer to recover, and the chemo routine had to be postponed for a few days. Once we were able to get back on track, we stayed on track until the last dose in September. What a mighty God we serve!

The next Saturday, when things had settled down a little bit, my friend Penny and Tara’s aunts Mary Beth and Kimmy put on a great birthday party for her. They got her an absolutely adorable cake, Tara got some birthday money, and she and her friends got to go to the mall and spend it all in one place!!

The Whirlwind

On May15,our sweet Madelyn was born. Two days prior to that, I noticed it beginning to “rain” in my life. This “rain” was the onset of a “whirlwind” that was soon to make itself very apparent in our lives. This is when I started to feel shortness of breath. I mentioned this to the nurse after Maddie was born. She said, “Hmm, well, you’ve been pregnant, and you’ve just had a baby, that would make anyone short of breath!” Well, this condition never got better. I figured I was tired, anemic, still had too much fluid—anything with a simple explanation. Finally, after 2 ½ weeks, I called the doc and told him I just wasn’t getting any better. He said to come in the office, he would check me into the hospital and we would find the problem.
On June 2, I checked into the hospital and after a few tests, the doctor determined that I had a disease called choriocarcinoma or GTN (gestational trophoblastic neoplasia). That is, multiple cancerous tumors in my lungs and liver. These tumors came from abnormal cells produced by the placenta during pregnancy that travelled to those organs. I was told that the condition was very serious, but the cure rate was very high. My doctor had already selected an oncologist for me. This oncologist is rated the top in the field of gynecologic oncology in the nation, and he agreed to take my case.
This is an aggressive cancer, so they expected it to respond to aggressive treatment. Surgery was not an option, so we started chemotherapy the very next evening. The tumor load in my lungs was very heavy, and my condition began to deteriorate rapidly. A little more than 24 hours after the first treatment, I went into respiratory arrest. I had to be intubated, and I coded 2 times. A pulmonologist was called on my account, and he stood by my bed for nearly 3 hours keeping me alive (with God’s guidance, and your prayers!).

Thus began entrance into the whirlwind. There were many miracles that took place over the next 3 weeks that I will probably muse about in later posts. The hand of God on my life has been an incredible new awareness for our family. One of the most obvious miracles, though, is Madelyn Grace. This disease, though rare, is likely to occur in the onset of a molar pregnancy. If the baby is able to develop, there will probably be many deformities. Madelyn, though, is perfectly developed with no crossover of the disease. I have always marveled at my babies and their beauty—especially after little Robyn was stillborn, but the miracle of Maddie is absolutely amazing!

Textbook Delivery

No, I’m not talking about getting school books in the mail; I’m talking about labor and delivery, babies being born, Madelyn’s birth experience. This was one right out of the textbooks! The only hitch that I know of was the fact that I had tested positive for strep B and had to take an antibiotic. Ideally, Madelyn needed to wait 4 hours after that medication was administered to be born so she wouldn’t have to undergo a few extra tests. So, that day, I was concerned about a few things, had a few random contractions, took a few laps around the mall, and called the doc to see if I could come in to listen to her heartbeat for awhile. He said, “Sure, come on up!” I went on up, got strapped to the monitors and went into labor, just like that! The nurse felt sure things would continue nicely, and gave her opinion to the doc. He came in and concurred, and the ball started rolling in the right direction just like they teach in the textbooks! The nurse gave me the antibiotic at 6:25 pm and announced that she would like for the baby to be born after 10:25, but before 11. After 10:25 because of the medicine, and before 11 because of the shift change and she wanted to be there for the delivery!

(The birth announcement that never got printed or mailed out!)

And that, folks, is exactly what happened! God blessed us with a very smooth, uneventful labor and delivery of a beautiful baby girl. She was born at 10:32 pm—much to Amanda’s (my nurse) delight. She weighed 7 pounds and 3 ounces and had red hair! Her lungs (which were a concern 2 days prior) seemed to be in excellent shape! Our loving heavenly Father knows what lies in store for us. I get teary-eyed when I think of His goodness to me. It seems as though He stepped in and gave absolutely no room for the enemy to do any dirty work right here because He knew what was right around the corner for us. I had a very sweet 2 ½ weeks to get acquainted with my precious bundle. There were some adjustments that are typical to getting acclimated to having a newborn, but my only real concern was my shortness of breath that never would get better. You couldn’t ask for a sweeter baby. We are so proud of Madelyn Grace Snodgrass!

Something to blog about...

Life --as we know it--couldn't be more exciting at the moment! Everyone in our family has attained a momentous milestone all within the past several weeks.

My milestone ~ After years and years of waiting and hoping, it looks like we are going to add to the family tree! When we started getting good reports from the doctor, we felt safe to share the news that we are going to have a baby! Due date - June 2. When you have experienced pregnancy loss, you kind of approach the whole idea with caution. You want to be hopeful, yet not presumptuous. We are fully aware that good health and good progress are all direct gifts from God's hand.

Steve's milestone ~ First time world traveler! Steve made a trip around the globe to our mission work in India. Wow! What an experience! We were so thankful he was able to make the trip with a veteran traveler - Bro. Steve Robinson. God certainly used them in amazing ways, and they received such amazing blessings from these precious people that we sponsor in Tenali, India. Tara's milestone ~ She shot her first deer! Hurray for Tara! This was her first time to hunt with a rifle! She was so calm and confident, and knocked that deer down!! It wasn't until she was climbing down out of the stand that she started getting "buck fever!" There was no need to track any blood! Her daddy was so proud ~ her cousin DJ was so proud ~ everyone was so proud of her! I know her Grandpa Snodgrass would have been bursting at the seams!

Katie's milestone ~ sweet 16! We had a grand time celebrating! Our friends the Truitts were able to come from Missouri, which made the weekend extra special. Celebrating entailed the Cheesecake Factory on Friday night, shopping all day Saturday, and finally a birthday party after church Sunday evening with around 40 friends and family ~ topped off with an "Oreo" cake from Edgars Bakery. What a sweet celebration for such a sweet girl! Our prayer is that she will grow in grace and the love of our Savior! Love you, Katie!

Happy Birthday, Dad

Just thinking about Dad today as we make it through all the "firsts" this year. My friend, Sharron, spoke about the misnomer that time heals all wounds, because as time goes on, the wound seems to gape a little more. So thankful for our heavenly Father who continues to wrap His loving arms around this family. God is good -- all the time.

Just what exactly does "CGP" mean??

In addition to our random week, and after 2 or 3 changes in our plans, the girls and I ended up in Nashville on Thursday, on our way home from Kentucky. You see, my dear Daddy was headed to Nashville that same day (or so we thought). I just couldn't abide the thought of breezing through without stopping to at least hug his neck! The plan evolved into staying the night in Nashville with the thoughts of attending an event with Dad and heading out to have a look at the campground where we will gather in a few weeks for the Pilgrim Nazarene Camp. Well, we ended up staying the night, but Dad's flight didn't arrive until 10:45 the next morning. All was well with that. We went to the campground. It is beautiful. We are so excited about camp!! Then we headed back into Nashville to find out all about CGP's!! You see, the Chet Atkins Appreciation Society was having their annual event, and Dad ranks right up there at the top of avid Chet fans! He showed us around, introduced us to many of our favorite "Certified Guitar Pickers" (get it?) In our world of homeschooling, I don't mind if music is played in the background while the girls study--it just has to be music without words that you can't sing along with; therefore, guitar music (Chet Atkins style) is one of our favorite genres. (And piano, and sax...) We got to meet Bobby Gibson who has this synthesizer that makes his guitar sound like a piano! Seriously! It is so cool!! We got to meet Nokie Edwards who was the lead guitarist of the band "The Ventures." Dad has been able to spend some very special time with him, and he has been able to witness to him about the Lord. Nokie really likes my dad. We got to hear Guy Van Dueser, Frank Vignola, and Tommy Emmanuel! We thought we were going to see Doyle Dykes, so Dad got Steve a ticket to fly in to Nashville that evening (some more random!!), and he got to be there for the evening concert. Sadly, Doyle had hurt his arm and wasn't able to make it, but it was a very enjoyable concert anyway! The next morning, we slipped in and heard took in a little more of the event. We got to hear Julian Smith play with a string quartet backing him up. Wow! What a great weekend! This is something Dad really loves, and I'm so glad my family got to get in and experience a little of it with him. Some great Quality Time!!

And sew on and sew forth....

The girls and I had a fun week last week. Full of "random" moments! (My girls are all about "random" these days.) We were invited by our friends, Carmelita and Marie Turner to join them in Kentucky. They were on a marathon of sewing bridesmaids' dresses for Marie's wedding. Well, since I love to sew, and I love Carmelita and Marie, and I love Grandma Jolly, (at whose house we were meeting) we headed out. We had a great time cutting, sewing, laughing and enjoying each other's company. Some of the sewing team headed out to go shoe shopping--such an integral part of being a seamstress!! I was happy to provide the entertainment for the week, but since I'm modest and don't like to call attention to myself, I'll let Carmelita or Marie tell you what was so hilariously funny. :) Let's just say that sewing late at night tends to bring out the worst rather than the best in a person!! Thanks, Grandma Jolly for being such a great hostess! BTW, the dress is deep purple (eggplant) and the jacket is silver. Very pretty. (Oh yes, and the shoes are silver satin.)

God's favorite colors

What a beautiful day God has blessed us with today!! I love to stop and think about all of the many ways God has enriched my life until I am just overwhelmed by His goodness!

Our house in Muncie was situated beside a very nice big yard. It was so peaceful to be able to sit on the porch on a clear day and drink your coffee or iced tea--especially with a loved one. My grandmother commented, one day, that God's favorite colors must be green and blue. That day I had to agree with her as I looked out over the vast green yard as it connected with the clear blue sky. I mentioned this to someone, and they so glibly remarked that God loves all the colors just the same. (Just what do you DO with people who have no scope for the imagination?!)

We received some very disturbing news this week from different places about some very difficult things that a few of our dear friends and family are having to face right now. It seems that everywhere you turn, there are hurting people. It is so hard to try to come up with the right words to say--especially when you think that is all you have to offer. Virtual hugs over the phone are nice in their own right, but not near as comforting. It is so easy to be overcome with grief, and grieving is necessary. But I am so glad to report that when you are able to finally pick your head back up from your tears, you can realize that you have not been alone. The Holy Spirit has been right there beside you with His arms wrapped around you, weeping with you. He knows our frame. He knows our suffering, and the answer to ALL of our prayers is His presence. I have found that resting in that fact is like being wrapped up in a soft blanket in the arms of your closest loved one. There is no where else I'd rather be!

Are you weary, are you heavy hearted?

Tell it to Jesus, Tell it to Jesus.

Are you grieving over joys departed?

Tell it to Jesus alone.

Tell it to Jesus, tell it to Jesus.

He is a friend that's well known.

You've no other such a friend or brother.

Tell it to Jesus alone!

Now it's time to go out and drink in some of God's favorite colors!! red, brown, yellow, black and white... green and blue, too?