We had other thrills that day also. The mailman brought goodies....
My friend Cheryl, (Copperswife), sent me a package containing all kinds of fun! I had entered a drawing for a hat she created...a choice between purple and brown. I chose brown...I did not win. The winner chose purple and so Cheryl said whoever posted first on the next post would win the brown hat. I posted second. I rarely ever win anything. Ace had posted first and won the brown hat. She e-mailed me and graciously let me have her win! (Thank you, Ace!) Soooo, after that long explanation, Cheryl sent me my beautiful brown hat! The toothless wonder modeled it for you all!
Also included in the package was her own copy (which I will cherish) of Created To Be His Help Meet, a book I have wanted to read for a long time, and a GORGEOUS packet of 12 fat quarters.
The fat quarters are from the Robert Kaufman Clothesline Club (I LOVE this line) and are called Mama's Feedsacks by Darlene Zimmerman.
Look at that bright Sunflower yellow. It would be great for the centers of flowers. I instantly saw Grandma's Flower Garden.
Won't they look wonderful as hexagon flowers??? Libby and RoseMarie have been teasing me with all their hexagons and I have always wanted to make one. I will use the English paper piecing method (it is done by hand) and it will make a great summer project. Perfect for sitting outside on the deck while the kids play in the yard. Now I need to order my paper hexagons and make a trip to Belvidere for more feedsack looking fabrics. (Speaking of fabrics and Belvidere, Coleen has finally posted a pictures of all her wonderful fabrics she bought on our trip to All My Stitches)
I also received my challenge panel from Milah.
She sent out 4 of these panels and has challenged us to create a quilt by Easter. She will be doing one too. The panels are all so adorable.
We do not need to use all 10 panels, and Milah gave some great advice...keep it simple. It will make a nice quilt for Grandma's house. Winona is also taking part in the challenge. It will be fun to see what everyone does.
Won't they look wonderful as hexagon flowers??? Libby and RoseMarie have been teasing me with all their hexagons and I have always wanted to make one. I will use the English paper piecing method (it is done by hand) and it will make a great summer project. Perfect for sitting outside on the deck while the kids play in the yard. Now I need to order my paper hexagons and make a trip to Belvidere for more feedsack looking fabrics. (Speaking of fabrics and Belvidere, Coleen has finally posted a pictures of all her wonderful fabrics she bought on our trip to All My Stitches)I also received my challenge panel from Milah.
Around the house, we are all keeping busy. Kyle is working everyday and on the phone most evenings...that is a story I will save for another day, though pray for me. A mild mentally handicapped young man and a mild mentally handicapped young lady....Lord, give me strength. So far, I have kept it a phone relationship. I also listen carefully from a distance.
The little kids are working hard in school. Sweetheart is still working on the ceiling in his "man room". Yes, that is what it is going to be...."A Man Room". My mother-in-love wanted me to post a pic of the ceiling so far. It is stained, but still needs polyurethane and the drywall panels need to be primed and painted white. It is really difficult to take a picture of a ceiling.....
It looks beautiful in person. The pics do not do it justice and make it appear bowed, which it is not. All the edges of the wood are routed beautifully and the screws and joints are filled in and sanded smooth to look like one big piece of lattice.
I have been pounding away on the church library project. I am really enjoying myself. I have completed over 250 books and am only 1/2 way done. I am finding lots of treasures in those books though. This was a fun one to find....
It is a song book from the old Oral Roberts tent revivals....if only that book could talk!!! Oh, the wonders it would share.
The tent revivals of the 1950's were unbelievable!! I have always wanted to experience one. There is a video by Carman called "1955" that gives you just a taste of what being at a tent revival might have been like. There is some humor in it too....quite entertaining. You can view it by clicking on the link. Wasn't that fun??!!
Time for me to get busy here at home. I have laundry, school, and grocery shopping to get done. We are having a big potluck after church on Sunday and I need to plan out what I will bring.
Have a blessed weekend!!!! Don't forget to ask yourself what you can do this day to bring glory to God.
"Ascribe to the LORD the glory due His name; Bring an offering, and come before Him; Worship the LORD in holy array."
1 Chronicles 16:29



Anyone reading here for any length of time, knows the struggles I have had in raising my daughter. I have shared numerous times of my resentment, anger, hostility, and frustration. It is also no secret that I love this little girl more than my own life. I want to see her succeed in the future but walk in doubt and fear that she will be nothing less than a transient. Great faith there, eh? Well, in doing the library project I pulled a little book called The Family Blessing by Rolf Garborg. I had felt a pull to read it, but then thought, "Nah...I have too much to do. I will put it on my mental list to check out later." Back in the pile it went. When putting books back in a box to take to the church, I again felt an urge to read this book. It is light reading, I am sure from the title. Just a quick read of 105 pages...a couple of hours at the most. So I pulled it and sat down just this morning. I am numb. I am humbled. I am convicted beyond words. A light read it was not. Not for me anyway.
It started out as a sweet message about how a father used the principles of A. W.Tozer's words,
The book stays light, though with enough meat to really chew on...
That is the title of Chapter 7...that chapter where he will go into more detail on my parenting style and how my tongue created sawdust in my daughter's life. It may seem this chapter would be the dreaded one...yet it is where I found hope. The authors words were like a salve on my open, gash. 



