PSALM 93

Daily, moment by moment . . . each time I see the glorious sunrise and spectacular sunset . . . I know that I am NOT alone and that I DO have the hope of eternity and God's promises. What freedom!!!

"The Lord reigns, He is clothed with majesty; the Lord has clothed and girded Himself with strength; indeed, the world is firmly established, it will not be moved. They throne is established from of old; thou art from everlasting.
The floods have lifted up, O Lord, the floods have lifted up their voice; the floods lift up their pounding waves.
More than the sounds of many waters, than the mighty breakers of the sea. The Lord on high is mighty.
Thy testimonies are fully confirmed; holiness befits Thy house O Lord, forevermore." Psalm 93

Thoughts on QUILTS

I was recently given the gift of the book "Quilts from Heaven" by Lucinda Secrest McDowell. It is a wonderful book on the "parables from the patchwork of life". This is an excerpt.

" Pieces of My Quilt"

If quilts could talk

I'd like to think I'd hear just what they'd say,

"I'll hold you close within my folds and wipe

your tears away. I'll keep you warm and give you strength to face another day,"

If quilts could talk . . .

If quilts would sing

I'd like to think I'd recognize each tune,

The lullaby or funeral dirge or wedding march in June.

Both sweet and haunting melodies I'd listen to them croon.

If quilts could sing . . .

If quilts could write

I'd like to think I'd read the words they'd pen

Of life and love and motherhood, of mystery without end.

And, oh, the drama they could share of everywhere they'd been.

If quilts could write . . .

If quilts could pray

I'd like to think I'd feel each heartfelt prayer

of thankfulness or grea concern for those within their care;

petitions to a loving God - the One who's always there.

If quilts could pray . . .

The quilt of my own life

Finds voice to talk, sing, write, and pray

As it weaves a hundred stories in its own eclectic way.

And with each stitch of grace and hope my legacy is built;

All fragments finally made a whole . . .

the pieces of my quilt."

The quilts in the picture are those that I now have, all gifts after our house fire in July 1994. Two of them came from the womens auxiliary units of two different local volunteer fire departments.

The others are from different rural community farmwives groups. I knew many of the ladies who hands had a part in making them . . . and they were work-worn, loving hands. I love these quilts and the ladies who made them!!!!!

SPRING in Colorado!!

We have a lot of chubby robins hopping around our yard these days. These little visitors were all fluffed up and hunkered down this past Thursday morning after one of our spring snows. There were more in that group that didn't get their sweet little faces in the picture.

With the coming of spring in Colorado, there is always a lot of uncertainty in the weather. We can have sunshine, snow, rain, sleet, wind . . and more all just a few hours. And, then it can repeat it all over again more than once in the day.

But, spring brings incredible reminders of hope and new life. We see the green grass starting to break through the soil. There are flowers poking their heads up towards the sun and sometimes through the latest little snowfall.

Driving through the farm country provides endless scenes of new lambs and calves frolicking around in the fields. And we are reminded that life goes on and it is precious!!!

I'm thankful for the reminders of new life and hope . . . and I'm thankful for the new life and hope that we have in our Lord Jesus Christ! The Easter season and Resurrection week celebrations are amazing reminders of the fact that we serve a RISEN and LIVING CHRIST!!!
HALLELUJAH!!!!