Found these today...
...I'm going to put them on poles and stick them in the garden. They're small, and they make me happy.
And a few pictures of my yo-yo obsession...
the wreath:
the garland:
I have several works beginning their process in my mind. I'll post more when they become a little more tangible. :)
Thursday, April 26, 2007
Sunday, April 15, 2007
Sunday
It's been such a nice weekend. We've been enjoying nice weather once again. I've been out tinkering in the garden, and have started some peas, tomatoes, sweet peas, and carrots inside. The peas are coming in gangbusters. The kids are having such a great time watching the little pots come to life.
I had an opportunity to sneak away for a few moments by myself the other day. I stopped in a great little shop, and nearly bought a crackly yellow and green shutter. I couldn't imagine a place for it in that moment, so didn't buy it. Since coming home, I have imagined it in about 6 different arrangements and configurations around the house, so I think I'll go back and rescue it tomorrow.
If I can get the pictures to load to the computer, I'll get some posted so you can see what the shutter ends up being. There was also a lonely little ladder living next to the shutter in the shop, so that might need to come and live here, too. Still not sure about where to put that one.
I had an opportunity to sneak away for a few moments by myself the other day. I stopped in a great little shop, and nearly bought a crackly yellow and green shutter. I couldn't imagine a place for it in that moment, so didn't buy it. Since coming home, I have imagined it in about 6 different arrangements and configurations around the house, so I think I'll go back and rescue it tomorrow.
If I can get the pictures to load to the computer, I'll get some posted so you can see what the shutter ends up being. There was also a lonely little ladder living next to the shutter in the shop, so that might need to come and live here, too. Still not sure about where to put that one.
Monday, April 9, 2007
The Secret of the Stairs
I am reading The Secret of the Stairs, by Wade E. Taylor, and feeling drawn. I shared this passage from this book with two people I dearly love, that are experiencing some really intense refinement.
"We are the "product" that He is producing. He is working in our lives with the specific goal of making us conformable to the image and likeness of His Son, the Lord Jesus Christ.
'For whom He did foreknow, He also did predestinate to be conformed to the image of His Son' Romans 8:29a
In our day, the Lord is brining forth a people who are willing to be tested and proven in order to become all He has determined them to be, that they might be able to buy of Him "gold tried in the fire" Rev 3:18a. He is searching for those who are not spiritually lazy, or content to rest in the blessings and gifts of the Spirit, which they have freely received.
There are those who are willing to go into the wilderness and face intense hunger until they are fed by the Lord Himself. Afterwards, these will come forth victorious in the power of the Spirit to rise into this higher realm of identity with Him." (p 20)
"We are the "product" that He is producing. He is working in our lives with the specific goal of making us conformable to the image and likeness of His Son, the Lord Jesus Christ.
'For whom He did foreknow, He also did predestinate to be conformed to the image of His Son' Romans 8:29a
In our day, the Lord is brining forth a people who are willing to be tested and proven in order to become all He has determined them to be, that they might be able to buy of Him "gold tried in the fire" Rev 3:18a. He is searching for those who are not spiritually lazy, or content to rest in the blessings and gifts of the Spirit, which they have freely received.
There are those who are willing to go into the wilderness and face intense hunger until they are fed by the Lord Himself. Afterwards, these will come forth victorious in the power of the Spirit to rise into this higher realm of identity with Him." (p 20)
Friday, April 6, 2007
Good Friday
We went to a lovely Good Friday Service at our church tonight. It was so meaningful. So beautiful.
The service was closed with Communion. There were several tables placed near each exit. Pastor explained that we could partake either personally, as couples, or as families--they had plates with which we could collect the bread and wine (juice) and bring them to our seats. Aaron and I quietly discussed and opted to partake as a family. He went to the Table, and gathered our portion. We encircled the kids and reminded them of what each element represented. This was both Little Miss and Little Mister's first communion experience. Typically, they do not partake of the Sacrament, but tonight felt special.
We explained The Body that was broken for us, and we ate the bread. We explained the cup, that Jesus' blood was shed for us. Little Miss made a face. Aaron explained that this cup was filled with juice, not blood, as a representation. L. Mister said, "I want to taste some blood." It was all we could do to hold the moment together.
We drank. We prayed. I tried not to cry.
It was so beautiful.
The service was closed with Communion. There were several tables placed near each exit. Pastor explained that we could partake either personally, as couples, or as families--they had plates with which we could collect the bread and wine (juice) and bring them to our seats. Aaron and I quietly discussed and opted to partake as a family. He went to the Table, and gathered our portion. We encircled the kids and reminded them of what each element represented. This was both Little Miss and Little Mister's first communion experience. Typically, they do not partake of the Sacrament, but tonight felt special.
We explained The Body that was broken for us, and we ate the bread. We explained the cup, that Jesus' blood was shed for us. Little Miss made a face. Aaron explained that this cup was filled with juice, not blood, as a representation. L. Mister said, "I want to taste some blood." It was all we could do to hold the moment together.
We drank. We prayed. I tried not to cry.
It was so beautiful.
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