Eighty Envelopes
When I sat down to count the envelopes last week, I couldn’t. I got past eighty, but always seemed to be a little off or lost track. I finally decided to take it as a good omen and leave it at that. This is a story of abundance, anyway. So it seems fitting.
I also lost my little notebook with my to do lists and plans for Envelopes #1 – 25. Envelopes #1-3 never showed up on the blog. Is this why? It certainly looks like a bookmark compared to this.
So I have decided to do a series of pieces on Elisha and the pots of oil. I have my second canvas on the dining room table calling me.
