Purple Peep Eater

Many of you know that I love purple.  What you probably don't know is that I love Peeps.  My favorite, of course, are the purple ones.  Since I prefer them stale (I know weird) you could say that I am passionate about my purple Peeps.

What I am not is a purple Peep creep.  I don't think that purple Peeps are the only REAL candy.  (Chocolate anyone?)  I don't think that everyone should HAVE to like them.  I realize that purple only adds to my experience, but not to the sweetness of the Peep.  I will eat the blue Bunnies in a pinch!  ;0)

I can, and do, love those who hate the Peep.  If you can't stand purple I can still love you.  (Some of my favorite people love red, I just don't get it, but I love them!)

 

If everyone were like me, the world would be flat and let's face it, very scary indeed.  There would be nothing unique, nothing to spark my interest, nothing to make me grow.

No Joy!

Insert shudders.

"But the Holy Spirit produces this kind of fruit in our lives:  love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control.  There is no law against these things!"

Galatians 5:22, 23

This year I have been focusing on "Joy", mostly because mine was a bit tarnished.  I cannot fail to produce the other fruit though.  If I do, I will never have joy.

What that means in my virtual world is this.  I like whatever it is you do.   Feel free to borrow what you like, but I don't ever expect you to be me.  I would rather delete this blog than to discourage you (or make you that crazy!).  I want you to have joy and a purple Peep, but only if you want them.

Blessings,

KT