Perfectionist

Good Afternoon Wonderers.

Look closely friends. I started out this project with a perfect point and the more I do, the less perfect they are. And quess what, it does not matter. I used to be a perfectionist. Everything had to be done a certain way. I had to control everything in fear that it would get messed up. Like when you have a barbecue and everyone has a list of side dishes to bring and everyone brings bake beans. That’s a lot of stress on a person and what’s worst people just let me have it. I assume they had no choice I trained them that way. I would never ask for help and if I did I couldn’t wait for them to do it at their leisure. I remember once we had a fish fry and my sister-in-law wanted to help. I was running around like a chicken with my head cut off when I allowed her to season the fish. The event was a success and afterwards I went to thank her for her help. Her response was unexpected. She thanked me and went on to say how honored she was that I let her into my kitchen. She had married into the family 25 years ago and I had never let her rinse out a glass. Oh happy day, That evening I let her wash the dishes too! 😉

And it taught me a lesson. Here I was thinking when I invited people to my home I just wanted them to relax and be at peace when all they wanted to do was be apart of my world and share this moment.

Wonderers, I got off track on this pinwheel. Here’s the point. Perfectionism was one of my imperfections. Now that I see it in myself I pray to be able to loosen it and not be afraid to know God’s truth about me. That I am his child and he loves me unconditionally. God has graced me to be me and it feels good.

You can check this blog for errors and send me a list of corrections if you like. I have my children here with me and we are going to watch the Eagles play. Perfect happiness….them sharing this moment with me. My husband was a diehard Eagles fan. He passed on to glory after the Super Bowl last year. His final moment with us and I’m praying for the Eagles to play in the Super Bowl. God willing.

Thank you for perusing and listening to my prayer. #flyeaglesfly

Do Good!

Pinwheel 6. Do Good Wonderers.

“Bear ye one another’s burdens, and so fulfil the law of Christ.”

‭‭Galatians‬ ‭6:2‬ ‭NIV‬‬

http://bible.com/111/gal.6.2.niv

I’m reminded to try to do Good to every one I intersect with. When I was performing judicial duties I came across many people who were in the midst of a sinful situation. I ways tried to be compassionate to their plight wishing I could do more for them beside the legal aspects. I wish I would have prayed for them and told them about the love of Jesus and how it was available to them. I carried many of their burdens trying to make sure they knew their legal right and what the law afforded them. I should have talk to them about what God offered them……salvation. The time has passed for them so I’ll share the message with you.

God sent his one and only Son into the world that we might live through him. This is Love: not that we loved God, but that he loved us and sent his Son as an atoning sacrifice for our sins. If anyone acknowledges that Jesus is the Son of God, God lives in them and they in God.

May peace be with you and thank you for perusing.

Bold Faith

Wonderers

God requires us to have a bold faith in his son Jesus Christ. 1John 4:9-10, 15 states, “This is how God showed his love among us: He sent his one and only Son into the world that we might live through him. This is Love: not that we loved God, but that he loved us and sent his Son as an atoning sacrifice for our sins. If anyone acknowledges that Jesus is the Son of God, God lives in them and they in God, (NIV)”

The key verses I attached to this pinwheel are from the Book of Daniel. (2017-18 Standard Lesson Commentary NIV, Vol.24.) These men laid down their lives for their faith in God. The cross does not discriminate. God loves everyone. I will lay my life down for the Lord for I trust in the Lord with all my heart and soul.

Thank you for perusing. May God continue to bless you and keep you.

Steadfast

Good evenings Wonderers:

Hi guys!

If you know me, well, you know I did not want to learn to sew. I like the idea of it however me and the sewing machine would alwaysend up in a fight. All the women in my life sew. My mother tried to teach me, It just was not in the cards for me. I wanted to make quilts like my grandmothers did but it missed me and passed to my daughter. I did not completely give up. I once sewed sheets together and covered an old store bought quilt and darted little bows throughout it to give it the look of a quilt and gave it to my daughter Kerrie when she was young. I can’t remember how old she was but she still has it. She told me the other day that it is the only thing she covers herself with that helps her feel better throughout her pregnancy. When I think about it this quilt got her through high school, heart break and war. All the places I could not go with her but I could hold her in my arms and comfort her and love her unconditionally.

Over the summer she took me to Fabricate Studios in Atlanta Georgia where I met instructor Diana. Diana, the angel that took my fear of the machine helped me make two quilted oven mitts that started the beginning of this journey.

In November Kerrie invited me to Glamp Stitchalot where I was inspired by about 150 beautiful spirits full of life and love of their craft. At Glamp I came back with so much fabric I actually have a stash. That’s an important term for quilters, it means the possibilities are endless 😛. And five days ago I got to thinking about what to do with some of it.

I know how inspired I get when I think about painting but quilting is different. Going through your fabric is spiritual. I can’t explain it but you can spend some time going through it. You can’t rush it. It’s like when you were a kid and you saw a pile of leaves, you just jumped in and laid in them and you rolled around for the pure joy if it. No worries just pure joy.

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ame to me that I should make something so I went throughout my stashed when cowardly I selected this package of charm packets by Windham Fabric. This design is Makers Home by Natalie Barnes. I love the colors and designs. They were calling to me. I said cowardly because they are already cut into squares and I was just going to sew squares together. This fabric is too bold for that! For a day I rearranged those squares until I thought I had it all in my mind how it was going to go when something happened. Why not make a pinwheel? You remember how to do it. My daughter labored through it with me the first day of Glamp and it was perfect. So I decided to step out on faith and do it. Of course I didn't remember it actually right but I just kept ripping out the seams and turning fabric around until I finally got the triangles going in the right directions. There was something about rearranging those little fragments of cloth, ripping the seams apart and putting them back together in a new perspective, the right perspective, made me think of my life. This is where I am! God will meet you where you are and turn you around.

I was thinking there are two perspective to every thing. As much as I thought I had a steadfast spirit, I had been living a lie. The pinwheel was representing my past sins versus the new perspective of my time spent with Jesus. Like the pinwheel I had to be broken and put back together again. God willing I plan to do a pinwheel a day and label it. Every fragment of my life and heart has to be separated, corrected and rearranged. It is not going to be easy but with God's help I can be whole with a clean heart. Like the quilt I'm going to have in the end I will be forever changed. That's what I want to be "fixed in place" and be who God has called me to be. I'm claiming my authority!

I called my daughter and she is going to do the same. You can follow her blocks on Instagram at karefullymade. God willing we are going to do a block until Thanksgiving and we will present our quilt at Christmas.

I'm only on day three Wonderers. I invite you to join in. Maybe we can exchange scriptures to encourage each other. Having a steadfast gaze is my goal to help me fight against the many things that distract me. It takes about twenty minutes to make a pinwheel but it is also a part of my meditation on scripture so it takes me longer. Just the same I would love the fellowship. Thank you for perusing and may God bless you and keep you.

Create in me a pure heart, O’God, and renew a steadfast spirit within me. Psalm 51:10

Good night.

X Marks The Spot

Wonderers:

Cloud formations constantly change.  You look at the sky and you see one thing.  You look back and the image has softened or disappeared.  You only have an instant to see, meditate, reflect and share a provoking image but with technology we can now capture an imagine and hold it to analyze our thoughts into words and put all the pieces together and have proof of our experience.  Not that we need proof but sometimes we can not explain the supernatural in words.  We wait on evidence of an unspoken promise.  Confirmation.

Praying for help is the only resource available and I have faith that my supplications and prayer requests are being heard.  I sometimes question if I really am experiencing the supernatural and I did not want to be the person that reveals and connects they see God in everything but guess what….he is in everything so try to convict me if you must but here it goes.

I’m trying to be both parents in my household and I’m praying to be the structure that my husband was to our children.  I’m the unorthodox parent, the fun and flaky disciplinarian.  But my young men need the structure and I cried out to God in desperation for help.  It came to me to do one of my husband’s tricks which I threatened for several days when it came to me I had to actually do it to get the point across.  So you can follow my thoughts process, my husband would talk of sprinkling water on the children if he could not get them out of bed.  Just hearing the water run was enough to get them stirring.  I tried it but they knew I wouldn’t go through with it.  Instead of yelling and getting upset I had to get their attention.  I started to trickle the water on the pillow and the boy sat up and he said, “there’s an “x” on the pillow.  I looked and said, “x marks the spot.”  We had a long talk about expectations and what kind of person I needed him to be so I could be the person God needed me to be.   We left the conversation at that and I took him to school.  You have heard me speak of the road we travel to school everyday and I feel God is with me most on this path and this day was no different.  When we arrived at the entrance of school, he got out and when I looked up this is what I saw.


Coincidence, maybe.  I say it is God confirming he heard my cry and he let me and the boy both know he is with us and he will never leave us.  I went home and prayed for over a few more things that were blocking me from having a clean heart and stilling my joy .  The response:


Keep in mind I live 15 minutes from school so it is not the same sky.  What it is no matter how they got there is this.  God has dominion over the heavens and earth and he loves us enough to answer our prayers.  Be assured he is listening. 

And I think this could be the heart be my next painting.

Thank you for perusing and may God bless you and keep you today and always.

Thankful

Good Morning Wonderers,

I did not know how it was going to be done, this getting through Thanksgiving without falling apart.  This day made up of our traditions without the usual participants and their predictable actions.  The day just started revolving on it own without knowledge or interference.  It just revolved.

It started with an invitation, one that should have went out 6 years ago with the birth of the child that united our families.  This family may have never known the gratitude felt that they are apart of this child’s life and therefore are an extension to mines.  There should be no separation in a family that loves each other.  It should not matter how we became family only that we are and the fact that the invitation was accepted and honored really supports our hearts are kindred spirits and we have something in common.  The love of a child.

The menu kept changing as ingredients went missing, side dishes burnt up and things had to be restarted.  Laughter was constant and attitudes were adjusted and we got through it.  Some traditional dishes made it to the final list and some were deleted.  Some new items like the coconut cake were welcome along with the new guests.  Memories of thanksgiving past echoed throughout the kitchen especially last year’s challenge with no oven to use.  It was not a problem, just a chance to go back to a simpler time we shared.  The purchase of a roasting pan and the toaster oven saved the day.  The children experienced how back in our time it took all day to cook Thanksgiving dinner while we bake one thing at a time in the toaster oven.   There could have been nothing sweeter than to rejoice about this memory except for you being there and because of it you were.  Its funny how we sometimes do not recognize our blessings when they are happening but when realized they are the most precious moments of our lives.

All day news of family gatherings and events all around the world had a new meaning.  It felt good to hear that people where sharing the day with others and life was moving forward despite heartbreak and tragedy.  After dinner was over and the house was quiet there was a phone call from a hospital room.  Thank God that he is in control and every one is okay but there was a fleeting feeling.  A reminder that we need to be thankful for every moment of our life and for every person in our lives past, present and future.

The day ended with another phone call from my friend.  She knows God’s love and knows my heart.  She was calling to confirm everything felt today was real because she felt it too through her own circumstances.  So thankful for the many talks we have shared over the years and although I some times do not know how I am going to get through I’m Thankful we know….with God’s help this too shall pass.

 

 

 

Hidden Talents

Good evening Wonderers!

The past few days I have been visiting Ann Arbor, Michigan at GlampStitchalot 2017. Oh, is it cold here! This event was hosted by Pink Castles Fabrics. What a wonderful time I had learning new things and meeting new people. This weekend I spent time with about 150 quilters who shared their experiences along with four of the nicest instructors. I learned so much about people in the last four days but mostly I learned a lot about myself. I learnt that I don’t have to know everything, keep up with anything and if I let my guard down, there are people willing to let me lean on them. I could allow myself to be the weak one, the person in need. Wonderers, Pride is a dangerous thing because it isolates you into believing you are alone and you can not trust anyone or anything. You can only rely on your thought and perception on how things appear. You know I have been fighting the sewing machine for some time but I surrendered to it this weekend and along with an army of strong talented women that inspired me, encouraged me and showed faith in me, I succeeded. Titus 2 Women, both old and young supporting each other, looking for the good in every situation. Every conversation was noble, respectful and laced with kindness. The weekend was refreshing and welcoming and I am so grateful to have been apart of it. Now Wonderers I know you want to see what I did?

Fun and games.

I look forward to keeping in touch with the blue team over the upcoming years. Wonderers if you get the chance to step outside of your comfort zones, do it. There is nothing holding you back but you. Life is waiting. Joy is waiting. God is waiting for you to seek an abundant life.

Until next time…..thanks for perusing and have a good night.😘

Talk it Right

Talk, talk, talk. 

I’m good for saying, say what you mean and mean what you say.

What I’ve learned is no matter what your saying if the delivery isn’t right what you said means nothing.

Speak with love with every word you say so the heart can hear the truth.  Even when your speaking words that no one wants to hear, if it is coming from a place of love, the heart will hear it.

From my heart to yours,  LOVE one another!

Walk in JOY!

Denise 

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The Great Maestro 

Good day Wonderers.

All of my children played instruments in school.  Three of them were skilled in musical ability that they played more than one instrument.  One had difficulty.  The music teacher told me before she excused them from band, “She couldn’t carry a beat if you put it in a suitcase.”  That might have been true but she finished out the year and what I remember about it was, she never gave up.  She practiced, she never missed a class, she kept her instrument clean and she supported averyone else regardless of what instrument they were playing or how good or bad they played.

God has an orchestra comprised of every kind of instrument.  Every musician comes to rehearsal prepared to play their best.  Sometimes one part plays better than the others but God doesn’t want that.  He keeps practicing them all until they perform the perfect symphony.  One section may be out of tune so he will have the composer rewrite that section so they can stay in key.  He doesn’t think the violins are better than the flutes.  It is not possible.  They are two different types of instruments.  What he does think is he incorporated it all into an orchestra and every instrument will play its part until he decides the symphony can not get any better and at that time he will have the curtain call.

I’m sorry my baby did not get to play out her six years of band like her siblings did, but she did find her place at the events.  She worked the concessions. 😉

Wonderers, those of you who are strong in faith need to help those who are trying to find their place.  God is giving you strength for service not for a first chair position.  Pick up your instrument and toot your horn so that others can hear the God in you and if you see someone else is having difficulty help them find the instrument (or not) that is right for them.

Until next time, walk in JOY!
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Wanderlust

Wonderers;

I’m packing my toothbrush once again and Alex and I are heading to Tulsa, Oklahoma.   Six months ago I would have never thought I would see this city,  it wasn’t even on my bucket list.  But God had another plan for me.  I wanted to travel.  I thought about being an airline stewardess when I graduated from high school but fear of being inadequate stopped me dead in my tracks.  I wasn’t pretty enough.  Everyone always said I was cute but stewardesses back then were gorgeous.  I was too skinny and any other negative thing I thought of that held me back.  I see they have relaxed the standard.😋  Good for them.  I have met some wonderful everyday kind of people.  The elite have no power now.  Just genuinely nice people.

God is giving me the opportunity to live out the life I wanted for myself and my children.  He took me back to the age of 17 just before I married and had children to remove the spirit of inadequacy.  I’m not going to waste it.  I bought 6 toothbrushes to start,  I never bring back the one I used in another environment (my dad’s rule😋) and I plan on leaving alot more behind before I’m done.  Lord willing.

I’ll be singing like Shirley Jones this weekend.  Ohhhhla homa!!!!!  I can’t hardly wait.

Venture out with me Wonderers.  I promise I’ll take plenty of pictures.

God is knocking.  Are you listening?

Have a joyous day.  I’m praying for you all.

Walk in Joy!

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