A Faith & Quilting Blog
Sometimes I have moments where I imagine either giving quilt lectures, or faith talks. Quilts and faith are interrealted as evidenced by what I share here on this blog. I can, almost without hestiation share my quilting journey paying particular attention to the moments of growth, where in my faith life this isn't always so … Continue reading Forty Days of Prayer for Quilters Day 36: Reflection/Reflecting
Sometimes Dreaming reminds us of other dreams, imagined long ago, in another place, another time. The place, the space, the thoughts, the potential. The Dream. I can see this, the talks, the chatter, the writing, the stitching, the going out into nature, the looking toward home, the being present, the serving. The dream bubbled up to the … Continue reading Another Dream
I secretly like roller coasters. They totally freak me out though. It's the Anticipation of What Might Happen that gets me. The slow clicking movement to the top and that first drop -aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!! Seriously. Anticipation does more to mess with my head than anything else. I can think through the Worst Case Scenario like nobody's … Continue reading Of Roller Coasters & Dreams
I didn't. I haven't even misplaced them. Like some people I can read upside down and backwards. I can write, and quilt, words backwards. This might be one of those skills that allows me to be a fairly decent quilter. (And before you say anything I'm not seeking compliments on my quilting skills, promise.) I like … Continue reading I thought I lost the words
Gaudete! We all know the story of the Prodigal Son. The younger kid asks for his inheritance in advance. Goes off for however long to live it up, spending his money on all the wine, women & song he can with whatever he has. When it's all gone and his friends have then abandoned him, … Continue reading Who Knows?
Didja ever feel like you were waiting for some big event to happen that will put everything to rights in your world? You know the event I'm talking about, the one where everything is just this perfect, utopian paradise? Everything falls into place and suddenly life is just magical. Yeah, that. Sometimes I dream about … Continue reading Waiting for
A Quilter's Heart 