Purple Meese . . .
Googled myself the other day – well, not me by name, me by blog name: PurpleMoose. Yep, I do that every once in awhile. Interesting the things you can find.
f’r instance . . . I always run across a saloon over on the other side of the US – plan to look them up sometime if I ever get to Maryland.
Now I see there is a pre-school, an espresso place, and a design place. But even more interesting is that there is another blogger who calls herself Purple Moose.
At first I kind of went . . . what? Hey! That’s MY name! I’ve had it for a long, long time. And, then I thought about it and decided that I don’t hold ownership of that name – or even of my own “in real life” name for that matter.
There is ONE who has ownership of my life, of my soul. He has known me since before I was born. He formed me in my mother’s womb (Jeremiah 1:5 – see also Psalm 139:13 – especially cool for knitters, that last one).
And so I welcome the whole moose family. Nice to meet you and yours. Come on in – we can share the browse.