Meditation Joy Sorrow Oil

This was inspired by my best friend and the amazing music she has been writing.

There's one particular line one of her songs I can't get out of my head..."Let my meditation be pleasing to you".

Every thought we have is a stitch that becomes the fabric of our lives. Yesterday as I was meditating on how sorry I was for myself as I cleaned up my sick children's vomit and dia...ahem...the other thing, this line kept going through my mind. As I meditated on how crappy it was that I can never sleep in on a Saturday and do what I want to do because I have too many responsibilities, this line kept going through my head. As I sorrowed over the dirty dishes and agonized over all the things I had to do and sacrifices I had to make despite the fact that I was sick with strep throat and so tired from being up with the kids every night for a week, this line kept going through my head.

I failed miserably yesterday. But today in church guess what scripture verse came up during the sermon?

Psalm 19:14
Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart Be acceptable in Your sight, O LORD, my rock and my Redeemer.

I will learn yet.

Run Like A Deer

Today when I was at church, I was walking past the preschool class and the teacher was having all the kids run around in a circle and she was yelling "Run like a deer! Run like a deer to Jesus!" And I got all choked up. God wanted me to hear that phrase and it just got me right in the heart, it made me think of the imagery of the deer panting for the water and how desperate we need to be for God. Anyway, I wrote this song tonight about it. I don't know why my voice sounds all pop-diva in it. I didn't mean to. Anyway, here it is:





Run Like A Deer
I have taken cover underneath the shelter
Of my own human strength
I’ve gone to other lovers seeking their protection
I have tirelessly sought them

Now you have brought me to the wilderness
Hedged me in behind and before
Here I am now broken hearted empty handed
I wait upon the presence of the Lord

And I run run run like a deer to you Jesus
There is no other love that satifies
I am thirsting for the living water
Only you Lord can provide

I will run to you
As You run to me Lord
I will run to you
As You run to me

Now you have brought me to the wilderness
Hedged me in behind and before
And I will worship in the glory of Your presence
Blessed are those who wait upon the Lord

Test of Time

My mom made this dress for me. I wore it for Easter in 1977.

Here is Nadia Elsie in it 30 years later, Easter 2007. Missing a bow but still in great shape!

Heidi: Easter 2009. One or two more stains but it's still holding up. I wonder if my mom had any idea it would last this long!

Pantstravaganza

I haven't been doing too much in the creative arena lately and I've missed my art night the last two weeks, but I have managed to crank out 5 pairs of pants for my daughter who is sprouting up like a weed. Elastic waistband pants are so incredibly easy and quick to sew and you can add embellishments like cute little pockets and buttons to jazz them up.

Icky Water

Once I was at a marriage seminar and I remember the speaker saying that a woman talking is like a garden hose - When you first turn it on, it sputters and spurts out a bunch of water and sediment for a little while, and then finally the pure cold water flows. They were making a point that women have to talk for a while before they can get their point out. I don't know if that's true of most women. I'm not a big talker so I can't relate to it that well. However, that concept always stuck in my mind and I think it definitely makes sense to me when it comes to creativity. We can't expect things to come out perfectly at the start. We will severely cripple ourselves if we wait for that. We must turn the hose on, come what may. The cold clear water can only flow behind the junk that has to come out first...