Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Edgar Guest



Write it down, when I have perished;
Here is everything I've cherished;
That these walls should glow with beauty,
Spurred my lagging soul to duty;
That there should be gladness here,
Kept me toiling year by year...
Every thought and every act,
Were to keep this home in tact.

*Edgar Guest

Blessings to you as you continue this journey in the New Year!

Lynda



Thursday, January 13, 2011

Fabric Sale!



Fabric Sale!

January 14 thru January 17

Fabric will be 50% off for 4 days only!

1/2 yard minimum cut please

(Sorry...pre~cut pieces are not included)

Come early for best selection!




Thursday, January 6, 2011

Happy New Year!



Look to this Day


For it is life, the very life of life.
In its brief course lie all the varieties and realities of your existence.
The bliss of Growth, The glory of Action, The splendor of Beauty;
For yesterday is already a dream,
And tomorrow is only a vision;
But today, well~lived, makes every yesterday a dream of happiness,
And every tomorrow a vision of hope.
Look well, therefore, to this Day.
Such is the salutation on the Dawn.



I found these words framed and dated 1918, attributed to the Sanskrit. They hang above my desk, where I spend a little time each morning. I try to read these words and take them to heart each day, though I admit some mornings I just don’t ‘see ‘ them.

Look to this Day.

Look to this day. It is all we have, and to be honest, we really only have this minute.
None of us know what waits down the hall, or around the corner, and yet we spend time worrying about things unknown and unforeseen.

Look to this Day.

This day found things tumbling in my head, like numbered ping~pong balls being blown about at a bingo parlor. Big things tumbled. The war. Our president in Washington. Our country divided. Climate scientists and global warming. ‘Little’ things tumbled.
Home, family, the economy… pretty soon, it’s too much!

Look to this Day.

This day I needed a reminder and I received a series of them, like little pats on the head from the Hand of the Almighty. As I moved about my house, I came across a folded card I bought at a craft show a few weeks ago. A bird embellished with the word “Faith”. Opening a trunk, in search of something, I found an old blue spice box. Mustard Seed. As in “If you have faith as small as a mustard seed…nothing will be impossible for you.” Matthew 17:20.
I carried the card and the old box into my kitchen where there sits a little plaque
 that reads another favorite verse,
“Now faith is being sure of what you hope for and certain of what you do not see.”
Hebrews 11:1.

Look to this Day.

I am a child of God, created in His likeness. That means if God is Great, then so am I.

Look to this Day.

It is Life. The very Life of Life.



God is Great, God is good, let us thank Him…
 
 
Blessings to you in 2011~
 
Lynda