Still waiting for our very first son’s birth.
Thursday, October 28, 2010
28 years ago I met forever friends. Mary & Angela.
We soon became known as the little red triplets.
The years have gone by, as we have seen our lives intertwine, we have had many stories over the years of just finding each other. At random events and unexpectedly in large cities such as Vancouver or Calgary.
Look at this gorgeous treasury recently published for the fall season.
Mary and I have many more memories and she is my favourite Hippy. Today I am forever thankful for the sisters they have always been in my life.
“At last the 3rd triplet has been found... dancing among the trees, dipping her toes in rivers and streams, singing to the heavens.... she was never lost, she was here all along, sharing herself with the world so we could feel her love everywhere we go. **HUGS and much love to you and your family.**
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
|Christmas Island captured by this friend|
|Salmon Arm Wharf|
Friday, October 22, 2010
In the circle of Life we watch the seasons.
Now I lay me down to rest, my weary back, my heavy chest. This I lay me quietly down to sleep, where I know you watch over me.
The trees are resting standing bare, the leaves that clung through out the year, have floated down to lay with me. Amongst the brown trees and grass, resting well under a blanket of white.
You see me for me, renewing my heart, life and mind.
You reach into my past, present, and future with a mighty wind that settles all that lie near.
The tree of life that grew so fast, reached its roots down too far, it shall not uproot, or be pruned, but will wither now as a new vine begins to grow nearby.
You love me for me. That’s how new life pushes out the dead leaves in our lives.
His life, because of its glorious power and beauty, brushes away sorrow, death, and fury.
I dream during my rest of this life with Jesus. If there is dead parts that need to float away, so be it.
The renewal, the fresh green that I awake to in the beginning of the new season will water my soul.
Sprinkle newness, grow faith.
“You are mine, you are valued, you are precious to me.”
I want to run in the freedom of His love.
I awake to the trees swaying in the wind, the wind brings a new season, a season of hope.
Believe my heart, I am longing, to know the forgiveness is true.
At the beginning of Psalm 23:1
I hear my heart longing still.
"The Lord is my shepherd; I have all that I need."
I begin to feel his love as;
(2) "he lets me rest in green meadows; he leads me beside peaceful streams."
As I rest and my mind may follow with clarity.
(3) he renews my strength, he guides me along right paths, bringing honour to His name."
Then as all the seasons are in full circle and I have been carried on this journey, the one who created me is right there.
(4) Even when I walk through the darkest valley, I will not be afraid, for YOU are close beside me. Your rod and your staff protect and comfort me. (NLV)
I am free in His Love, I am dear to His heart.
Cherished by the Everlasting.
Thursday, October 21, 2010
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
15 years ago today I met the man who would be my Husband.
It was his Birthday the next day, Oct. 21 and he wanted to invite us all to a fireside party in Three Hills.
I was getting rather familliar with this small town already, our dear friend Ranae lived there and we would visit her amongst other new friends at the Prairie High School.
It was still all new and when I saw him, for an instant, all I could see was his blue eyes lighting up the room.
I was painfully shy, so very shy that his first impression was of myself~ just a flash of red hair, running away..
|Thank you for being part of the soundtrack of my life.|
Happy Birthday Daryl
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
For this one moment I need you near, in this moment please pray for me.
I feel the waves wash over me when ever the tears well up.
When all I can ask is why.
This moment you are seeing me, deeper.
Where my heart lies.
This moment I need a peace that will blanket me with the comfort of hope..
Poetry paints an image of tears falling free spilling over like leaves in the autumn season.
Inside I am renewing, and waiting, being apart of me in this moment.
Colors flare as the ground rests, lay my burdens down.
A moment, then forever when we touch the lives of those we hold dear .
Monday, October 18, 2010
"Mom you know that Banana Bread you like to make for after school?
Well it's basically Awesome!"
Oh so filling & very wholesome, here is our favorite banana recipe to share.
Preheat oven to 350 degrees.
In a separate bowl, mix the wet ingredients. Add the wet to the dry.
Saturday, October 16, 2010
I saw myself twice, once in the mirror and the next in a dream.
I asked for help, it was time to help me see the woman in the mirror and the child in the dream.
With Prayer and counseling the words lead me to and from Ephesians 5:26.. protected, healed, comforted, loved.
Intertwined with this life and once upon a time. I discovered that, in this peaceful transition, what I already knew.
I am not 'your' child anymore, no I am a Woman. With this, I am after a heart so pure, only my one true protector has it.
"Where were you when they told the news? Chances are you already knew."
This week someone stopped me in my tracks with a realization that for once I can say to myself this that for once I can actually hold and comfort that child. Through prayer of healing, this child is no longer, and it is blanketed by a secure comfort of a life now lived. A life of faith, of thanksgiving, of adoration, of love. Forgiven those with a wholeheartedness as I let go. Left behind are the burdens, and baggage dragged to the cross, with every emotion, every toy from a life of struggle. By the time it's up on that hill at the foot of the cross there are no handles left to hang on to, with hands achey and my back bent in strife. Down there.. where it will be laid forever, walk away, do not turn back to stare on the pile of mud, but rather think on the Forever Freedom.
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
In the true nature of bringing in the harvest.
Of having a festive Thanksgiving meal,with Family and Friends.
"I want to share a giveaway."
During our time this summer with a local CSA I had the chance to also purchase wool. The fleecy sheep that run around in the fields are very well taken care of and free range.
The shorn fleece is then taken to an antique woolen mill, where it is washed & carded.
The fantastic lopi that I have in abundance has been part of our Thanksgiving feast this weekend as I am now done knitting a sweater..again.
Thank you for sharing your Thanksgiving moments. :)
-I left an announcement in the comments of this post.
Wednesday, October 06, 2010
Sometimes there is a grand adventure. Sometimes I just want to escape, to the great outdoors. hike in the mountains, camp in the trees, walk barefoot on the moss and lie down to look up to see the sky peeping out between the forest of treetops.
Sometimes when the night is quiet and there is a coffee in reach, while the quiet mounts and I feel a sigh of relaxing escape my body, I am thankful that it is late, there are no restraints and I can write, or knit or stretch for no reason.
When all that is building in my mind and soul finds its way to the top with no words to describe it, sometimes the hurt and the anger emerge. and I ask Why was I created.
I am thankful for the answers that whisper softly in my ears.
~I love you child and you are precious to me. The dear heart I have knit together is full of kindness and grace, you're
gentle and fierce. I love everything about you no matter how you say, Why am I here, why did you make me this way. Always know that I knew you through every minute of your life and you are welcome to ask why.
This year I counted some blessings too.
47 balls of yarn.
106 sets of needles and crochet hooks inherited from my Grandmother.
22 boxes left to unpack.
Photography & arts.
4 children & 2 parents that are happy to call this new town, and new home. Home.
5 weeks of falling leaves.
1 Husband who is following a dream come true.
15 eggs provided in a timely situation.
1 Kai build.
2 Asher portfolios.
1 Azaelea that dances for any song.
1 quizzical Ethan that loves numbers as much as his Mom.
4 boxes of art supplies.
5 beds for our family to sleep on.
10 blogs that I read regularly.
Saturday, October 02, 2010
for capturing my love for knitting as I finished this sweater.
who travel this journal with me.
Truly you are an encouragement.
Thank you Karin,
I have spent time reading and listening to all the responses,
not always with my eyes, also with my heart.
uplifting, joyful. I see your heart when you share.