It’s a Murphy’s Law Day, for me. I pray for God’s guidance. I really cannot think well, when I take an over-the-counter drug for a headache. “Offer thee, my Jesus.” Chores 3/4 done. Taking a break. Tired. I drank a guzzler cup of coffee, for my headache but I’m still wiped out. I only took 1 Tab of Advil. I think I will offer these crosses up, for the Unborn and the Pope.
I have hazel eyes. God wanted me to have light brown and green eyes, like both of my parents.
One of my sons had bluish/green eyes, and the other two had light brown eyes. Their dad had eyes, but I know longer recall what color they were. I think they were green or light brown. That’s so weird, that I no longer recall his eye color.
Our grandkids have blue eyes, and a few of them, have light brown eyes.
I wonder where the blue came from? Probably their mothers.
It’s so interesting how God has made us all different, yet an admixture of our ancestry.