Here is my progress (apart from prep work and border and button making), just 3 of 20 “scene” blocks for our quilt. One is music (I play piano and my husband plays guitar), one is the beach (where we like to vacation) and one is my first of five panels telling the story of Jesus, Him as a baby here. Tomorrow, I do the cross. But I wanted to show my progress because I am a journally kind of person and maybe to give inspiration to other quilting artists. God is so good to bless us with a tad of His creativitity!!! ❤❤❤
With all the renovations and projects going on, and it being summer, it is very challenging to keep the house clean. There are boxes, congregations of tools, paint cans stacked, extra parts that have not realized a home yet, storage in boxes that are too delicate for the heat of the shed but have no home anywhere else yet, etc. Dust, sawdust, grout even everywhere. I sweep and mop and the next day looks like I haven’t for a week. Such is life while going through the journey and transformations on it. This all being true, isn’t that what we do? We know transformation on our journey is messy, and we are so hard on everyone when it is not pristine in the process. Life is like walking straight through alternating mud bogs and pristine marble. You finally walk far enough for the mud to all be off your boots on the marble and then you gat a blessed three steps and you are in another mud bog and repeat that pretty much all this life. Me, I prefer being dirty is my problem. I want to feel everything, know where I am, experience the adventure. I am where I am and know it well before I move on, for better or worse. Well, perfection has never been my goal and I wish everyone had that lol (that has gotten me into a bit of trouble expectation wise with loved ones). But we need to do the best we can and keep going. Things are hard enough than for u ou to abredd to that by being hard on yourself. God expects humble obedience and worship but is patient with our imperfections. He knows everything and gets it. Do your best then rest easy on your journey today, my friends. You are so loved and understood, my friends. Love you. ❤
Keeping my hands busy is the key for me, what keeps me sane while thinking too much between doing too much. My children help keep me occupied but when they are content and reading or playing and I have a half hour here or there, I have found that occupying my hands with art or some kind (quilting right now), keeps me from missing and focusing too much on myself and my emotions. When I do something artsy, I am doing what I was designed to do and so am obedient and have conversations with God. Then I am focused on Him and not what/who I have lost. Busy with an art project is the key. And it will be beautiful when I am finished and who knows what the next project will be. I am excited to find out. ❤
There is a certain pride that you need to get on stage. I have led worship, been in secular and worship bands and orchestras, done public speakinh, sung before thousands, and been in a lot of musicals. You have to have some pride to do this. You have to believe in your ability enough to believe you can and should perform or preferably lead other people watching you. You have to have some pride in your appearance or not care. You have to have some level of belief in yourself that what you are doing is worthwhile and beneficial enough to convey a point, a message, be believable, be natural in the presentation. I walk on stage more confidently than I walk into a room of just a few people, I do not get nervous, I do not wonder if I look ok, I do not hesitate, my mouth does not get dry or wet or anything different. I am not nervous. I focus on what I am doing. Or I wing it. There has to be a measure of pride involved. This pride is not bad, it is focused and purposeful. This pride is necessary for that purpose. When you are getting up there for your own glory or attention or praise or elevation or to prove you are ready worthwhile or better than anyone is where pride turns from are reset into liability, obedience into sin, good into bad. See, the focus is areressetlways to benefit, to do good, to elevate God and help people do that to. When we stay in the good pride, also called self-confidence or as I like to think of it confidence that I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me, God blesses our efforts. You see, that kind of pride is actually humility. I am not perfect, but I will go up there, Lord, because you want me to and I trust you will help it go well. Humble does better on stage than self-elevation or perfectionism self-elevaters call it. Once you say the object is perfection, I know your heart has gone the way of sinful pride and you will screw up. I tell you to prepare but trust God every time for the outcome. He may need imperfect for someone for reasons you don’t know. Who cares. You obeyed and praise God He does what is best!!! ❤
There is a quandary about life. There is this law in physics that what goes up must come down. And I believe that carries over to be true in our lives also. We have highs and lows in life with varying extremes of each intermingled. One moment I was happy my parents moved to Florida and the next thing I know Daddy had a massive stroke and started a slow descent until he died, and while that was happening mom broke her hip and I instantly became caregiver to both parents while in two bands with practices, two kids to care for and homeschool, a husband unhappy with my frequent necessity to care for someone else’s household. Come to think of it, it is only the grace of God I survived at all. That was Really low. Then there are times like in an amazing relationship where you feel fully alive and happy and the best internally you have ever felt, where one kiss makes your whole body just glow, a huge up. And there are always ups and downs like this. No matter how you have managed to control everything and keep it calm to the public, there always dreamed ups and downs inside. We are comprised of a delicate yet durable blend of hormones and neurons and synaptic activity and glands and actions and reactions and chemical and magnetic and charged particles trying to stay balanced but sometimes needing not to be to work and so on. That is the physical and mechanical and emotional part of us. We also have a spiritual element that supercedes all of this. We have tugs and pulls of conscious, pride, moral conflicts, guilt, fatigue, wrestling against spiritual attacks, up moments of humble worship, down moments of losing battles with sin. There is no wonder we have ups and downs both physically, mentally and spiritually. The thing is that this all has a purpose. Sometimes it is to build our humility and dependence on God, sometimes it is to grow our flawed character into goodness, sometimes it is a test of character, sometimes it is to mature and deepen our wisdom or understanding. There is always a purpose for the ups and downs and to be truthful, some ups are as much a test as the downs. The key is to find the lesson or goodness, humbly acknowledge and correct yourself and move on with a teachable heart, “What’s next? Bring it on!” Then humbly pray. If you can stay humble the battle is half over before it starts. And God can take care of any and everything so stay close to Him, arming yourself with prayer and truth of God’s Word. And there you go, the recipe for success through the ups and downs of life. God and you got this!! No worries! ❤❤❤
I am not sure if anyone else has felt it. I am weird about reading nature. I generally worship best in it, I appreciate it, I am keenly aware in it, I feel its vibe and harmonics. Maybe it is growing up on a farm or my Indian heritage or just how God wired me. But I have been feeling a weeping in the wind, a somber spirit of the ground and there is an aloofness to the reception of toes in the dirt. Maybe I am reading too much into it based on the perception of news confusion and an obvious truth hardship and selfish pride befalling seemingly all journalists and governmental agents and even common Joe walking down the street. There is a heavy in nature I feel. It still plays in the less touched places but around town here and every town lately is a hush, a seriousness in the wind and the ground, a tumult, a quiet readiness. And again, I am an overly sensitive musician so perhaps it is just my weirdness but I feel it. It feels weird and mysterious and like a build up. What I do know is that I am getting my spirit and soul lined up for God, my prayer walk deepened, my humility reaffirmed, my heart forgiving and pure and I encourage you to do so also. It is never a wrong thing to do. I sure love nature and what God created and we share fingerprints of our Almighty God and I so want me and my family to be ready for Jesus’ return. What a day that will be!! Please be ready. ❤
A journalist is a truth finder, writer and reporter. An actor reads a script. Journalism is a noble profession, with journalists throughout history putting their lives on the line to find our the facts that are true and reporting them without bias. Acting is pretending you believe what someone else believes for monetary compensation. You can act lies or truth, whatever is on the script. I am not certain how many actual journalists still exist but it seems the majority out there are actors so please be aware that truth may or may not be presented to you. I know one source of truth and that is God, His Person and His Word. If you pray and really wish to discern truth from the confusing mix of presenters, pray and ask the only reputable source of truth, God, for guidance and read it again. Repeat. Just a thought.