Notes from Nicole

For those of you who know me you know that I am a passionate person. I am passionate about my family, my children, my job, serving others and I am passionate about worship. Worship is something that makes me feel closer to God and it is a place where I can sing and praise Him and He will know that I am His. I guess I would say that my passion for worship started when I was very young. I grew up in a penecostal church surrounded by VERY passionate worshipers! I remember being a small child and hiding under the pew with my sister because we didn't understand why everyone was hollering and waving their hands all over the place. As we grew older we soon realized that this was an act of worship, sometimes a very loud and obnoxious act of worship, but to each his own I guess. I know that for most of my fellow parishioners they were sincere in their worship and they truly were "moved by the spirit." However, there were those who I felt were worshiping for show or maybe ...

I was driving to work this morning and I was listening to the local Christian radio station. Just before another song played the DJ was talking about something he had read that really made him stop and think about his time left here on this earth. He said that there was a man who had written something about figuring out how many more days you had left to live based on your health, family history, etc.. Then you give yourself a penny for each day that you estimate you will live and see how much you would come up with. He then went on to say that once this man figured out how many pennies would equal how many days he had left to live he then put them in a jar and at the end of each day he would take one out to remind him of how quickly time passes by and how we must live each day as if it is our last. I was really intrigued to figure this out, so once I got to work I started calculating. My grandparents on my mom and my dads side lived well into their 80's and some even into th...