Welcome friends...thanks for coming by. We're seeking beauty in all of creation... in our faith and our families; our art and our music; our crafts and kitchens, and even in our own backyard. We'll share a poem or a recipe, a picture or a memory; maybe a dream of how we wish our life could be. And though we acknowledge that the world can be harsh, we're keeping it pleasant in our little corner; endeavoring to keep the words from the Book of all Books: ...Whatsoever things are lovely; think on these things.

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Photo: Bee and thistle: Taken high in the Cascade Mountains where there is a bee buzzing on every thistle. by Debora Rorvig

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Earth Day

The earth is the Lord's, and the fulness thereof; the world, and they that dwell therein.
Psalms 24:1
Sometimes someone else writes something so lovely, so appropriate, that nothing else needs to be said. Such a piece may be read at Missy K's blog; http://daily-portion.blogspot.com/. The title is "Green is a Common Sense Color". Thank-you Missy!


Sunday, April 19, 2009

Sunday at Granville Island

We've been working pretty hard in our back yard. Today we decided to take a little break; so we visited one of our favorite spots across the border in Vancouver; Granville Island. We meandered through the market place, oohing and ahhing over the fabulous selection of foods. As we had already had eaten a substantial breakfast; we settled on desserts. Kelly had his favorite; chocolate chip cookie with rich coffee. I had a slice of carrot cake with a cup of green tea. It was nice enough to eat outdoors next to False Creek. We munched on our goodies while listening to street muscians and fed the pigeons our crumbs. One particularly cheeky pigeon hopped up on our table to get the best of our crumbs. I wish our little town had such a market. I would go every Sunday with a basket and fill it with the finest produce, then go home and make the tastiest salad ever! I would buy fresh flowers every week; maybe daisies. Unfortunately, we can't bring fresh produce or flowers over the border. Oh well; it's a nice fantasy. And we had a lovely day. Hope your Sunday was equally relaxing! Do you have a favorite Sunday afternoon getaway?


Thursday, April 9, 2009

Sweet Pansies

I planted some pansies and violets today. When I was a little girl, we had a windowbox full of purple and yellow pansies. It was my job to pick them every day. Sweet little pansies!
The name pansy is derived from the French
word pensée meaning "thought", and was so named because the flower resembles a human face; in August it nods forward as if deep in thought... from Wikipedia

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

He Busies Himself with my Every Step

Photo is my lovely daughter-in-law, Karen, and grandson Dane.

I have been meditating on Psalms 34:23 this week. In the King James version it says...

The steps of a good man are ordered by the Lord; and he delighteth in his way.

As I thought about the meaning of this verse, I became confused about who he and his are. Who delights in whose way? Do I delight in God's way or does He delight in my way, or does God delight in God's way or do I delight in my way???

Thankfully, my wonderful husband bought me a comparative study Bible for my last birthday. It has the KJV, Amplified, New American Standard, and New International versions. I highly recommend it.

Just listen to the Amplified Version of this verse...

The steps of a [good] man are directed and established by the Lord when He delights in his way [and He busies Himself with his every step]

Reading on...

Though he falls, he shall not be utterly cast down, for the Lord grasps his hand in support and upholds him.

Many years ago, as a young mother, it was my delight to watch my children learn to walk. I would stand them on their little feet and coax them to come to me. They would take a few halting steps toward me, and sometimes run the last steps into my arms. Sometimes they tripped or tipped over on those wobbly little toddler legs; but I never let them fall onto something that would harm or injure them. Thinking back; those first steps are some of the most precious parenting memories I have.

My Heavenly Father is like that with me. He busies himself with my every step, and when it looks like I'm going to crash, he grasps my hand and supports me. Every step of the way.
What a wonderful Father!


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