About Me
- Kristina Schnepf
- Hello! Welcome to one of my many blogs:) Enjoy!
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Peace!
This is my perfect...
Author: Kristina SchnepfIn the making... Check back soon!
A Year in Review
Author: Kristina Schnepf
Last reminance of the snow...
Author: Kristina Schnepf
There really is something so peaceful about snow. Next time, I want to see it snow all day and all night and ave at least a foot left on the ground. I still have yet to make a snowman! ha! Here are some pictures, to show the beauty...
My current state of fabulous!
Author: Kristina Schnepf
Today has been awesome! We started the day with some Zumba, the booty shaking dance/fitness class I take, and then I met up with my dear friend Vanessa for coffee, and then this....
A little ohh and ahhs...
Author: Kristina Schnepf"But I'm in the very presence of God—
Oh, how refreshing it is! I've made Lord God my home.
God, I'm telling the world what you do!"
PSALM 73:28 [message]
Refuge. There is a safety that comes when I say that word. What is my refuge? Is it me, trying to fight off hurts and pain? Do I try to got to war with things I cannot battle on my own? Sure. I try. But I definitely do not succeed. It is then that I see that it is only He who can be my refuge. The strong fortress I am yearning for. The protector I need. Instead of warding off pain and hurt, I see that the times I try to play God- my refuge, I tend to bring on the hardships. Then I end up in this puddle of dissatisfaction. I begin to hate life and things around me. It's exactly what the enemy wants me to believe. Well no more to that. I am proclaiming that Lord God is my home... He is my place of refuge; of peace. It is here where I will abide forever.
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If only you could have been a fly on my wall two nights ago, you would have had a great display of a 24 year old woman letting the kid inside her jump out. Snow had come to Monroe, NC!!! Once I saw the radar online I jumped out of my bed and into the room across the hall. As I trekked through the treacherous lands of Rachel's room, tripping over shoes and stumbling on piles of cloths, I made it to the window. I took a deep breath, closed my eyes and prayed for a second, then quickly opened the curtains. I gasped as I saw small little snow flakes falling from the black sky. I ran back through the tumulus path and threw on my large winter jacket. I practally flew down the stairs. I ran out the front door and stood in the front courtyard for a few moments. What beauty! For those few moments, I felt nothing but peace. I was so happy. That night I tossed and turned in anticipation for the morning. I heard the sound of rain falling and knew that there would most likely be no snow in the morning. When my alarm went off I fought with the desire to get out of bed. Still hearing the rain, I doubted to see any reminance of the beauty I saw falling from the sky earlier that night. I went back to the same window, and this time when I opened the curtains, this is what I saw...

