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This blog started in the "playroom". That's what DH calls artwork- playing. Wish I could live in the "playroom" forever.
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Thursday, July 20, 2017

Cheerio, then, and Hello to the New

Stars and Stripes patch from Joanna Fiqueroa, Fig Tree & Co. Nantucket Mystery Block of the Month
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After saying an anniversary prayer for the passing of mum, and unfortunately adding two passings around the same date, I bid farewell to them that passed.  Still feeling sad, I have been able to put my hands to the test and make a production of things.  One being namely the Stars and Stripes patchwork above.  How lovely is that??  I am so thankful Joanna Figueroa is in this world right now, to cheer me up!! 

A gift for a friend
I laid my hand onto paints and canvas, after so many years, and made the above gift for a friend, from a photo she sent of her front door.  I think it has made a pleasing picture, no?
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And this is for you, my friend:  a pot of flowers to cheer you on this hottest day of days.
Remember this day in your coldest this winter. 
Think of those whom you love, and let it warm you.
The end.
XXOO

Saturday, August 25, 2012

Treasures - Worth More Than Money to Me....

"Blue Vase" - painting by moi - circa 1974

Grandfather's ledger - 1930

Blue Vase - on my shelf, where I can see it every day.
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Some things are worth more than money, in any amount, to me.
I had a very happy day the other day because
I found some misplaced treasures.
I found my "Blue Vase" painting,
that I painted around 1974.
My mother had this pretty blue vase, which I loved,
and we had some zinnias growing, so I put them
in the vase, and painted it.  I was influenced by the impressionist
painters back then, so I made that background.  I love this little painting.
It brings back good memories, and it makes me happy.
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My second treasure is my Swedish-American grandfather's ledger
from the Depression Era.   It is so precious to me.
This is how they made their living- by farming, selling eggs, an occasional calf,
selling apples and produce.  It lists what and how much they paid for all their expenses.
It wasn't easy living, but they lived off the farm.  I love them for that.
Farming is in my blood. 
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O happy day!

Saturday, December 24, 2011

Jesus is Enough.....


Jesus is Enough.....
I want to write you about Jesus,
and how much He can fill your heart,
especially if you feel abandoned,
lonely, or if you feel as though
you have nothing.
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I met Him personally,
through the Holy Spirit,
back in February 1978.
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There are certain people whom
you’ll come across in life who
just EXUDE Jesus love.
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Lester Sumrall, an evangelist,
was one of those people.
I was watching his Saturday morning
program, and I can’t recall all his words now,
but it was such a sincere message.
It was a gentle voice, of how much love
Jesus has for me (and you).
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I was a young adult then, living at home
on the farm, between college and a job.
I was really doing some soul searching.
I was sincerely seeking meaning to my life,
and a direction. I felt the Holy Spirit
tugging on my life, all my life it seems,
but I really needed to know Jesus existed.
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Well, He showed up!
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After watching the program, I took my
camera and went for a walk on our farm.
I knew every inch of that place.
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It was cold, it was February. There was
plenty of snow on the ground, but it was
sunny and beautiful.
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I walked to one of my favorite places,
the fallen down log cabin where my
dad grew up. There was a shed still
standing there, where I went often
to sit and listen to the birds, and watch the
squirrels in run and play. There were
plenty of black walnut trees there, so
there was always an abundance of nuts
for the squirrels.
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I went there, to my special place.
I prayed. I prayed for God to show me
that He really does live and exist.
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He Came.
 I heard His voice in my head,
telling me He loves me. And Jesus loves me.
There was a rainbow around the sun that day.
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It was beautiful.
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My life was never the same since then.
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The black and white photo at the top is a picture I took close to that
moment where God spoke to me,
at my Special Place.
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From then on, I knew God would never
abandon me. I KNOW He lives. There
is no question. And I know He takes care
of us, no matter where we are or what
circumstance we’re in.
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That’s how I know Jesus is Enough.
Christmas is a celebration of His birth.
It’s great to give and get presents at
Christmas.
There’s nothing wrong with
that, I think, as long as everything is
kept in perspective.
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When you strip it all down to why we
even have Christmas at all, you too will know

that Jesus is Enough.
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Do you have Jesus in your Heart?
Do you know He still lives?
Do you feel Him tugging on your Heart?
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He is there. Keep looking, you will

find Him. Keep seeking, keep asking,

Keep Praying. He will show up.
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Christmas Blessings to You All!

XXOO, BB


Painting of my Special Place

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