As I read, I glimpse the mind of the author. I see their heart, read their mind, know a little of their innerness. Writing is an artistic expression of who we are and only really good artist writers can convey their story as they convey another. It is fantastic and I confess reading is one of my greatest joys. And the Bible is my favorite book because the Author/God tells His whole story through many other authors at various times in history and assembled it and thus revealed His mind and will and heart, so epic. This is my favorite way to get to know artistic person, no matter who they are or what their story. Everyone has a lesson to share, a beautiful mind to read. Bliss!❤
Despite opposition, we walk on.
Despite opposition, we pray.
Despite opposition, we prolong
The life given to us by grace.
Despite opposition, we muster faith,
We fight on our knees with head bowed.
Despite opposition, we press on
Focused and awaiting a crown.
Despite opposition, with head held high
We know we are stronger than they
Who oppose and divide, the takers of life
And we know God is still the most great.
Here is our finished family heirloom quilt. I finished the last hand-stitch during my technology fast and had to wait to tell you. This quilt means much to me personally because it is our story and every stitch was made by hand with love. The center is the story of Jesus Christ, and He is the center of my life. So I am covered by Christ symbolically as I am covered by Him spiritually. I have slept like a baby and it makes me happy to look at. Praise God! ❤ ❤ ❤
Sometimes I wonder at the present
I wonder how on earth I got here
So many twists and turns on the path
That led me to You.
You held my hand when I let you do it
You walked with me each bad decision through
You kept pace with my neck breaking speed
And kept loving me.
So now as I sit with my gray bonnet
Wondering how it was so much has passed
Thinking of all the times I turned down
The very wrong road.
And times like this moment of quiet reflection
Alone in my bedroom, how can this all be?
And I look with deep quiet and see Your same hand
Is held out to me.
I take it.
I am held.
I am content.❤
With an enormous sidetrack of our hurricane Irma and subsequent cleanup and maintenance (the air condenser going out last night as our most recent sidetrack), I have been tying the quilt together as I have been able to. And now, I am happy to say, I started tying my last row. There is an end in sight! So excited. And I will have the quilt finished before I need it for warmth in our 3 days and 5 nights of winter here in Florida. Lol. I will be finished soon and will show you when it is completed. I love it still and every time I see it, it reminds me of great moments in my physical and spiritual life and feel so blessed. Quilting allows such individual expression of artistry that despite the extensive time involved, I absolutely love it! I had someone ask if I did commissioned quilts for people, and I was thankful for that because this is only my fourth ever (one was a small pillow quilt for my baby nephew and two for my kids). But it would take a lot of money to get me to pour out time into someone else’s story, giving up time with my family. It is beautiful though to think of that way. And maybe when the kids are out of the house, should the Lord wait that long to come and get us. (I doubt that He would wait so long, could be today or tomorrow, no one knows but God.) Anywho, quilt is still in the works and I will snap some pics when she is finished. Love you and God bless! ❤
Even in a dictatorship, the mind is free.
Even in deepest oppression, spirits can soar.
The mind is sound and it’s parts unique
And the draw to operate it can invent and create.
Even in solitude, the mind is free.
Even in abuse, the spirit can restore.
For God’s blessing to us is our brain
And our spirit is where His finds a home.
The scene is set. The curtain up.
Your happy eyes now looking up.
You have no cares, your life is pat
There is no problem. You hang your hat.
The curtain down, the play is done.
And now the crying has begun.
No one understands, you think
And into darkness now you sink.
But, dearest heart, before you die
Open your heart for one last try
And cry out for the God loving you
The One who made you before the blue.
Pray, dear heart, you’ve naught to lose.
In doing so, you just may lose
The hopelessness and darkness too
For light is what He is for you.
There is another better way
And you will make it through this day.
And then the next and light invades
And soon your heart restored will praise!❤