
I'm just sitting here on a boring Thursday afternoon wondering what's happening out there and why there seems to be so little activity on the family blog lately. Here is a quilt top I just finished in the Mosaic Star pattern. This is the fabric I bought while in Seattle for ThanksChristmas. I ordered backing fabric by mail and it arrived today... just barely enough, but I think it will work. They didn't have as much as I wanted. This fabric collection seems to sell out fast.
I'm also cutting foam board and letters to make new signs for the latest puppet program we're working on at church. Right now I've painted the boards black and have to cut out some more letters to glue to the boards. I made 3 signs last night and am working on 5 today.
The first meeting of the reorganized Chiefland Poetry Group went well last week. We always have some ideas for inspirations to get us writing. One was "even the bad days are good". Here is what I wrote on that theme.
Challenges are but opportunities
we face throughout our lives...
growing, learning, doing,
becoming mothers and wives,
trying to work within a team,
side by side with others.
Black or white, yellow or pink,
God made us sisters and brothers.
Surviving the death of a child,
so innocent and so pure,
is so very overwhelming,
so impossible to endure.
Your faith is tested day after day
as you pass along life's highway.
There is no easy, gentle path,
no firm footing upon this byway.
We each can slip and fall,
or be led in the wrong direction,
for our minds and bodies are weak
as we've not yet reached perfection.
But there's a little seed inside us all,
a seed planted long ago,
just waiting for us to realize
its need and desire to grow.
A little nurturing is all it needs
for God's love to take control,
to grow and bloom within our hearts
and forgiveness to take hold.
Love can wrap around our sorrows
and take the pain away
as he reveals his handiwork
in the birth of each new day.
He points the way through the Bible,
our guide in times of need.
He teaches us to show his love
in every word or deed,
and shows us that helping others
in whatever way we could
would make life a little bit easier,
make even the bad days seem good.
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Another inspiration was "yesterday's childen" and here is what I wrote on that theme.
As the young man buckles the last strap, and slips on an oversized coat, he praises Allah for being chosen the one to kill these infidel folks.
As the masked man enters the bank, waves his shotgun around and shouts, he knows that now he must "do or die" for that's what robbery is about.
As the desperate woman prepares the needle and shoots the drugs up her veins, she knows release will come soon for this addict's unending pain.
As a tormented drunk climbs the bridge rail and watches the water below, he knows the world is against him and there's nowhere else he can go.
Can these be yesterday's children... once cuddled and loved and adored?
Can these be yesterday's children... who had the whole world to explore...
Who wanted to be doctors and lawyers and athletes, or firemen, or Hollywood actors?
What caused them to change as the years rolled by? What were those unknown factors?
Once innocent babes in their mother's arms, these unfortunae souls now rage.
Yesterday's children bereft of hope, caught in the snares of an uncaring age.
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Okay, I've rambled on enough for now. Hope everyone is doing well. Don't forget to post!