I started making "When Love Came Down" a while ago. I normally choose songs to put to pictures based on how I'm feeling. When I felt like twirling my way through life, I chose "Be Unto Your Name"--it's a very twirly song. I know a couple weeks ago I posted these two songs, but really, you can't listen to them too many times. :-)
Evanescent—lasting for only a short time, then disappearing quickly and being forgotten.
What a sad word. I just learned it from a Wii game today. It sounds so pretty when it’s coming out of your mouth. Try it—evanescent. My brain conjures up dancing Dutch in their full skirts and wooden shoes, tapping out a rhythm that makes me want to blindly float up to the stars.
While browsing Pinterest a couple weeks ago, I came across this knitted rug:
Sunday--Revelation 9. Locusts with lion teeth and scorpion tales, horses with lion heads breathing fire and brimstone, a solid third of the population dying and the rest in torments for five months. I think I would be taking a deep look at my life and maybe re-examining some things, but it says at the end of the chapter that everyone who isn't dead still didn't repent of their evil ways. Wow, and I thought I was stubborn!
Monday--Revelation 10. This is a cool little chapter. Rainbow angles, no more mystery of God, and a little book that tasted yummy but made John sick. I don't even know where to begin, but the picture in my head of that rainbow angel is kinda pretty, and I think I might try to draw it.
Tuesday--Revelation 11. In light of it being the anniversary of the September 11th attack in New York, I read this chapter and thought how appropriate it was that this chapter fell on this day. Two days ago I read where all this bad stuff happened, but nobody repented. Today, it said that 7,000 men died in an earthquake, and the remnant gave the glory to God. After the attacks 11 years ago, (it seemed to me that) a lot of people came back to God. It's been 11 years, and I think life has gone back to the way it was before for the majority of people affected in some way by the attacks. I was just saying to my husband that it seems like everyone's forgotten what a big deal it was. Movies are coming out today, parties are planned for today. I'm not saying everyone in America should walk around with the shroud of death on their shoulders today, but how is it honoring the sacrifice of those fire fighters and others who gave their lives helping others by running a sale on dvd players? This is woe number two. No wonder there are seven woes during the tribulation...
Wednesday--Revelation 12. There is so much in this little chapter. Five words you don't expect to see anywhere: "There was war in heaven." Something else you don't expect to read: that the earth actually helped someone by opening up and swallowing water. It's amazing to me that Satan would start a war in heaven (and be beat by the blood of the Lamb) and immediately come to earth and start another war with people who follow Jesus.
Thursday--Revelation 13. The very last verse contained something I had never realized before. The number of the beast was the number of man. The beast was trying to let the average person know it was right there with them--"Hey look! My number is the same as your number! It's meant to be; it's fate." I'm glad I won't be here for that. How easy would it be to believe the beast? Especially after all the miracles it does.
Friday--Revelation 14.This chapter ends really gross. An angel uses a sickle to harvest "grapes" and put them in a "winepress". Ugh, just go read it for yourself; it's too gross to tell you the rest. Another reason I'm glad I won't be there.
Saturday--Revelation 15. Listen to the song, it does the chapter as close to justice as humans can.
(You can buy the CD here.)
My friend told me how to make these. They are so easy and SO yummy! And did I mention easy?
1. Buy this at Walmart. You will probably want to buy 2 packets, because next week you will want to make this again. This packet is not with the mexican taco stuff, but down further with all the other kinds of spice packets.
On our missions trip to Panama in July of this year, I was enlisted to make curtains for the church auditorium. This all happened after I started this blog, but silly me I didn't even think about putting this project on my blog! I do have a lot a pictures, but I wasn't thinking "take pictures for my blog" while I was sewing, so it may seem like I have a ton of the same pose and nothing to show the process, but I do explain with words.:-)
They had curtains up, but the missionary's wife (Mrs. B) said they had been up for several years and they were ready for a change. This is one of the old curtains:
On the way home from church last night, I was trying to explain something to my husband and decided I should just write about it instead. Things are often so much clearer after I can see the words describing how I feel.
Church was wonderful. We had a mini singspiration and the message was about knowing the will of God. I love singspirations. I love singing a bunch of songs and hearing why different people like different songs. I just never raise my hand to ask for my favorite song. For one, I don't have this loud booming voice, so whenever I do speak in church, the person behind the pulpit can't hear me and my husband has to repeat what I said. Another reason is, well, I guess I just don't have a loud booming voice and it's kinda embarrassing to have somebody say, "What did you say? What did she say?" and look around for someone who actually heard me to repeat what I said. Most of the time it isn't a problem. I just have my husband say what I want to say in the first place, whether it be a testimony or a prayer request. But what would people think of this:
It was a bea-U-tiful day the other day, and I wanted to have a picnic supper at the park. I found my quilt, and I had two little pillows (to sit on on top of my quilt) and a bag of stuffing (to make a third pillow).
I have a coffee cup, with its own little plastic "cozy", so I thought I didn't need to make one of those cute ones you see on Pinterest all the time with the soft blue fabric and the big brown button that screams "Martha Stewart". But then one day I wanted coffee and my mug was dirty. So I used a mason jar. And realized that I do need to make a cozy. The only problem is that we have different sizes of mason jars, so if I measured and put on a button for one mason jar, what's to say that that particular jar will be clean the next time my coffee mug is dirty? So I brainstormed and came up with the adjustable coffee cozy.
First I perused my fabric and decided to get a jump on looking festive.
Bullies--they are more common than you think. Only recently (it seems) have people begun speaking out about being bullied and watching others get bullied. When I was in high school (over 10 years ago), a bully was the cartoon character who beat up a kid half his age for his milk money. If someone called you names, talked bad about you, or made fun of you--and you didn't laugh along like it was the best joke you'd ever heard--you were just being too sensitive. Some people are fortunate enough to be accepted by the cool kids. Those who are not "cool" in and of themselves aren't normally the bullies; they seem to realize deep down that it's wrong. Regardless, they seem not to understand what the big deal is. If you've never been on the receiving end of "jokes", you can't begin to imagine what it's like. If you dished it out to all your dorky friends and wondered why they never seemed to think it was as funny as you did, well, now you know. It wasn't that funny.
Having lived through it, I can recognize when kids are getting bullied. I see the glance down at the ground as the person tries to decide if what the bully says is true, the slump of the shoulders or the sideways tilt of the chin as the person inwardly either agrees or disagrees.
Who am I, you ask?
In 2006 I had a stroke, and every day my husband encourages me to use my remaining brain cells to the best of my ability. I love to organize, make crafts, and go on adventures (safe ones). I hope that through my blog posts, you will be encouraged to accept and make the best of challenges God throws at your life.