Sunday, December 21, 2008
Mystery
A child was born on Christmas Day
Born to save the world
But long before the world began
He knew His death was sure
The pain and strife secured
Mystery, how He came
To be a man
But greater still
How His death was in His plan
God predestined that His Son would die
And He still created man
Oh, what love is this
That His death was in His hands
The Christmas trees
They glow so bright
With presents all around
But Christmas brought
A tree of life
With blood that sacrificed
The greatest gift in life
Chorus
I am just a man and
Can't begin to comprehend
When You look into this traitor's eyes
What do You see that justifies the Lamb
God predestined that His
Son would die
And He still created man
Oh, what love is this
That His death was in His plan
Mystery, mystery
Sunday, December 7, 2008
Five Loaves and Two Fishes
5 When Jesus then lifted up his eyes, and saw a great company come unto him, he saith unto Philip, Whence shall we buy bread, that these may eat?
6 And this he said to prove him: for he himself knew what he would do.
7 Philip answered him, Two hundred pennyworth of bread is not sufficient for them, that every one of them may take a little.
8 One of his disciples, Andrew, Simon Peter's brother, saith unto him,
9 There is a lad here, which hath five barley loaves, and two small fishes: but what are they among so many?
10 And Jesus said, Make the men sit down. Now there was much grass in the place. So the men sat down, in number about five thousand.
11 And Jesus took the loaves; and when he had given thanks, he distributed to the disciples, and the disciples to them that were set down; and likewise of the fishes as much as they would.
12 When they were filled, he said unto his disciples, Gather up the fragments that remain, that nothing be lost.
13 Therefore they gathered them together, and filled twelve baskets with the fragments of the five barley loaves, which remained over and above unto them that had eaten.
14 Then those men, when they had seen the miracle that Jesus did, said, This is of a truth that prophet that should come into the world.
John 6:5-14
I haven't gotten the picture thing figured out yet so that I can show you my quilt blocks, but I was thinking about this today and decided to write my thoughts down.
You've prob'ly heard that story of Jesus feeding the 5000 with just 5 loaves and 2 fish... but let's just step back in time for a few minutes.
Early that morning, a young mother woke up with a busy day planned. She needed to clean the house, prepare food and bake bread for Passover. She gathers the supplies and starts mixing it together, and soon it is in the oven and the aroma is filling the air. A little while later her young son comes in all excited about the crowd of people gathering a little ways outside of town...
"and Rabbi Yeshua is there and He's going to talk to everybody and can I go too?? I want to go see Him! They say He's touching sick and crippled people and they are all fixed... I want to see that! Benjamin and Joshua are going to be there... can I go? Pleeeeeease??"
So she agrees, as long as he takes some food, because like any mother, she doesn't want him getting hungry and it's a long way for a little boy to walk back home just for a meal. And it would give him something to do besides getting underfoot while she prepared for the Passover.
"And stay near Andrew because I don't know what kind of people are there." She wraps up a couple of fish her husband had just caught the day before, added 5 of the loaves of barley bread so he would have some to share with his little friends, and sent him off with an admonishment to pay attention so he can tell her all about it when he came home that evening.
She had no idea when she got up that morning that 5 loaves of the bread she was going to bake were going to be held in the hands of God Himself, prayed over and stretched out to feed 5000 men, their wives, and their children! In fact, I imagine that she probably thought her little boy was making up stories when he came home that night and told her that he gave his lunch to Yeshua and when He got done passing it around to everyone there were 12 baskets full of leftovers. You know how little boys' imaginations run wild... Until she went to the well that evening to draw water and everyone on the street was telling the same story! But even then I don't believe she knew that it was God who shared the bread she'd baked that morning... I wonder if she ever knew. Was she later part of the crowd crying "Crucify Him!" or was she one who heard Peter preach at Pentecost, believed and was baptized? Did that miracle that day with her bread convince her that Yeshua was the Messiah they had been waiting for? I don't really know, but I kinda think so.
There are so many different things in the Bible that we don't know the whole story of.
Mom and I were talking about the song "Mary, Did You Know" I like the one line that says "when your kiss your little baby, you have kissed the face of God." I know that she knew that He was the Son of God, because the angel told her so... but when she was just being a mom, cuddling and loving on her tiny newborn, I wonder if she really knew when she was kissing His sweet little face, smoothing down His baby-fine hair, shielding his deep brown eyes from a bright sun, teaching Him to take His first step as a toddler, cleaning off a scraped knee, etc. that He wasn't just the Son of God, but that He was God himself, or did she just think of Him as her little boy? If you have children, think back to all the things you do and think from the time they are minutes old.... then put yourself in her shoes for a few minutes and ponder what it would have been like if you had been the one chosen and that infant you had held was God in the flesh. How would you have thought of Him when you were doing your daily life routine?
6 And this he said to prove him: for he himself knew what he would do.
7 Philip answered him, Two hundred pennyworth of bread is not sufficient for them, that every one of them may take a little.
8 One of his disciples, Andrew, Simon Peter's brother, saith unto him,
9 There is a lad here, which hath five barley loaves, and two small fishes: but what are they among so many?
10 And Jesus said, Make the men sit down. Now there was much grass in the place. So the men sat down, in number about five thousand.
11 And Jesus took the loaves; and when he had given thanks, he distributed to the disciples, and the disciples to them that were set down; and likewise of the fishes as much as they would.
12 When they were filled, he said unto his disciples, Gather up the fragments that remain, that nothing be lost.
13 Therefore they gathered them together, and filled twelve baskets with the fragments of the five barley loaves, which remained over and above unto them that had eaten.
14 Then those men, when they had seen the miracle that Jesus did, said, This is of a truth that prophet that should come into the world.
John 6:5-14
I haven't gotten the picture thing figured out yet so that I can show you my quilt blocks, but I was thinking about this today and decided to write my thoughts down.
You've prob'ly heard that story of Jesus feeding the 5000 with just 5 loaves and 2 fish... but let's just step back in time for a few minutes.
Early that morning, a young mother woke up with a busy day planned. She needed to clean the house, prepare food and bake bread for Passover. She gathers the supplies and starts mixing it together, and soon it is in the oven and the aroma is filling the air. A little while later her young son comes in all excited about the crowd of people gathering a little ways outside of town...
"and Rabbi Yeshua is there and He's going to talk to everybody and can I go too?? I want to go see Him! They say He's touching sick and crippled people and they are all fixed... I want to see that! Benjamin and Joshua are going to be there... can I go? Pleeeeeease??"
So she agrees, as long as he takes some food, because like any mother, she doesn't want him getting hungry and it's a long way for a little boy to walk back home just for a meal. And it would give him something to do besides getting underfoot while she prepared for the Passover.
"And stay near Andrew because I don't know what kind of people are there." She wraps up a couple of fish her husband had just caught the day before, added 5 of the loaves of barley bread so he would have some to share with his little friends, and sent him off with an admonishment to pay attention so he can tell her all about it when he came home that evening.
She had no idea when she got up that morning that 5 loaves of the bread she was going to bake were going to be held in the hands of God Himself, prayed over and stretched out to feed 5000 men, their wives, and their children! In fact, I imagine that she probably thought her little boy was making up stories when he came home that night and told her that he gave his lunch to Yeshua and when He got done passing it around to everyone there were 12 baskets full of leftovers. You know how little boys' imaginations run wild... Until she went to the well that evening to draw water and everyone on the street was telling the same story! But even then I don't believe she knew that it was God who shared the bread she'd baked that morning... I wonder if she ever knew. Was she later part of the crowd crying "Crucify Him!" or was she one who heard Peter preach at Pentecost, believed and was baptized? Did that miracle that day with her bread convince her that Yeshua was the Messiah they had been waiting for? I don't really know, but I kinda think so.
There are so many different things in the Bible that we don't know the whole story of.
Mom and I were talking about the song "Mary, Did You Know" I like the one line that says "when your kiss your little baby, you have kissed the face of God." I know that she knew that He was the Son of God, because the angel told her so... but when she was just being a mom, cuddling and loving on her tiny newborn, I wonder if she really knew when she was kissing His sweet little face, smoothing down His baby-fine hair, shielding his deep brown eyes from a bright sun, teaching Him to take His first step as a toddler, cleaning off a scraped knee, etc. that He wasn't just the Son of God, but that He was God himself, or did she just think of Him as her little boy? If you have children, think back to all the things you do and think from the time they are minutes old.... then put yourself in her shoes for a few minutes and ponder what it would have been like if you had been the one chosen and that infant you had held was God in the flesh. How would you have thought of Him when you were doing your daily life routine?
Friday, December 5, 2008
My Quilt Blocks
This is the covenant that I will make with them after those days, saith the Lord, I will put my laws into their hearts, and in their minds will I write them; And their sins and iniuities will I remember no more. Hebrews 10:16-17
Ok, so it's been more than just 'tomorrow'... and I'm still not getting the full story in tonight, but I do have a good reason this time. My monitor is acting up on me and trying to die. Over the weekend I noticed that my screen was quivering... it was the strangest thing! But I rebooted and after a bit it seemed to be ok. Then a few nights ago my hubby was on here (which he almost never is) checking out his family's MySpace pages, and I peripherally saw a flash like a power surge on the screen. After it happened a few times, all of a sudden it just went black. I finally got the monitor back on this morning, but I still left the computer off til I knew whether it was hgoing to stay working or not. So far, so good.
So anyways... I am still quilting. And building my fabric stash. I think this is the longest I have ever done any one 'craft' and I am really happy with that! Usually I last about a month before I'm on to something else, but I have been quilting since August! Love it!
I have discovered that I much prefer to hand-piece wherever I am and make a lot of different blocks using different fabrics rather than doing the same thing over and over in one place by machine. So when I'm home, I try to get as much fabric cut into squares as I can. As long as I have my squares cut and prepared, all I have to do is grab some of them, choose a block pattern, and put all what I need into my quilt tin and go. I try to keep two or three in que just in case I end up going somewhere for longer that I expected. I'd rather have too many than to run out and get caught with none to work on.
Anyways... as soon as I can figure out what glitch is not letting my resize them, I will show you some of the ones I've done. They're not all the best, because while I have figured out how to choose fabrics that go together, I still have a problem with the values. So I end up with two different fabrics that go together very well, but there is no contrast because they are the same value. At least it's something that I am aware of, so I am working at improving. It also helps that I have gotten more fabric cut which gives me more variety.
But on the flip side of that, I am stitching between 10 to 12 stitches per inch... so the quality is pretty good even if I am still learning about the fabric choices.
Ok, so it's been more than just 'tomorrow'... and I'm still not getting the full story in tonight, but I do have a good reason this time. My monitor is acting up on me and trying to die. Over the weekend I noticed that my screen was quivering... it was the strangest thing! But I rebooted and after a bit it seemed to be ok. Then a few nights ago my hubby was on here (which he almost never is) checking out his family's MySpace pages, and I peripherally saw a flash like a power surge on the screen. After it happened a few times, all of a sudden it just went black. I finally got the monitor back on this morning, but I still left the computer off til I knew whether it was hgoing to stay working or not. So far, so good.
So anyways... I am still quilting. And building my fabric stash. I think this is the longest I have ever done any one 'craft' and I am really happy with that! Usually I last about a month before I'm on to something else, but I have been quilting since August! Love it!
I have discovered that I much prefer to hand-piece wherever I am and make a lot of different blocks using different fabrics rather than doing the same thing over and over in one place by machine. So when I'm home, I try to get as much fabric cut into squares as I can. As long as I have my squares cut and prepared, all I have to do is grab some of them, choose a block pattern, and put all what I need into my quilt tin and go. I try to keep two or three in que just in case I end up going somewhere for longer that I expected. I'd rather have too many than to run out and get caught with none to work on.
Anyways... as soon as I can figure out what glitch is not letting my resize them, I will show you some of the ones I've done. They're not all the best, because while I have figured out how to choose fabrics that go together, I still have a problem with the values. So I end up with two different fabrics that go together very well, but there is no contrast because they are the same value. At least it's something that I am aware of, so I am working at improving. It also helps that I have gotten more fabric cut which gives me more variety.
But on the flip side of that, I am stitching between 10 to 12 stitches per inch... so the quality is pretty good even if I am still learning about the fabric choices.
Monday, December 1, 2008
I Did Not Get Lost...
I know... I know.... it has been almost 3 months since I last posted, not counting that video. I'm sorry! I have so many reasons, none of which would have single-handedly kept me away, but all of which add up to be why I haven't been around. And so... since it has been that long, I do have a lot to write about, which means it may take me several days to get this post written.
Nah.... I'm not going to take several days to write one post. I'm gonna just try to split it into several different posts over the next few days. If I can.... because I never know from one day to the next what I will be doing anymore. I can plan my tomorrows, but from the time the phone wakes me up in the morning til late evening, it rarely ever happens like I plan anymore. So if I don't post tomorrow, or the next day, something else came up. But I will try to get back here and tell about the last few months that I've been missing.
Oh... and by the way... even though I am not online as much anymore, when I do get here and have a little bit of time, I do try to always at least catch up on what's going on with Marfa, Melanie, Jannidee and Kristen. You guys are the best!
Nah.... I'm not going to take several days to write one post. I'm gonna just try to split it into several different posts over the next few days. If I can.... because I never know from one day to the next what I will be doing anymore. I can plan my tomorrows, but from the time the phone wakes me up in the morning til late evening, it rarely ever happens like I plan anymore. So if I don't post tomorrow, or the next day, something else came up. But I will try to get back here and tell about the last few months that I've been missing.
Oh... and by the way... even though I am not online as much anymore, when I do get here and have a little bit of time, I do try to always at least catch up on what's going on with Marfa, Melanie, Jannidee and Kristen. You guys are the best!
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