last weekend we joined some college students for their fall retreat. miss e kept saying that we were “camping.” we stayed in cabins with bunk beds, electricity, flushing toilets and hot showers. we didn’t call it camping, we’ve never been camping…i’m not even sure where she learned the word “camping”? i wonder if she thinks that sleeping anywhere away from home (or grandparents’ homes) is camping.
from the conference, i was reminded again in the book of john how the Lord came to meet the need of man’s every case–to be real life (zoe) to us.
chap 2: the need of the moral–life’s regenerating.
chap 4: the need of the immoral–life’s satisfying; the need of the dying–life’s healing.
chap 5: the need of the impotent–life’s enlivening.
chap 6: the need of the hungry–life’s feeding.
chap 7: the need of the thirsty–life’s quenching.
chap 8: the need of those under the bondage of sin–life’s setting free.
chap 9-10: the need of the blind–life’s sight and life’s shepherding.
chap 11: the need of the dead–life’s resurrecting.
(Outline of John)
we all need His wonderful zoe life to spread in us.
last week i left my camera at my sister-in-law’s place. she does not live terribly far away, but she does not live close to us either. all the while i’ve been trying to decide if i should wait until i get my camera back to put up my posts or if i should put up my posts pictureless. and as i am in the middle of typing out my thoughts i think i shall opt for the latter choice. you shall just have to use your imagination to “see” my pictures.
square 42: i’ve been waiting waiting until my midterm was over to give shisha stitching a try. now that those dreadful logarithms are behind me i found an opportunity to visit joann to look for those mirror disks. the store had real mirror disks and polished metal disks, but i went with the thin sequence disks since they were cheaper and lighter.
the purple thread shows how the mirrors are anchored. and the yellow thread shows the finished shisha border (i really need to work on spacing my stitches more evenly).
square 43: a paper airplane gliding through…
last month, back in square 36, i received an e-mail from quilt alliance telling me that i won a raffle prize. this past weekend i received my gift in the mail! lots of fun little items came in a colorful quilt alliance bag…a needle book, 2″ rainbow colored squares, quilting threads, microfiber dust cloth (for the sewing machine–i think), misty fuse (which i’ve never used before), and a quarter fat of hand dyed fabric. all this loveliness came in a quilt alliance bag that i can use as a grocery bag!
now i need to find some projects to use all these goodies i’ve received. funny thing is i’ve started quilting again lately. i don’t know if it’s the cooler weather or needing a reason to procrastinate my precalc homework that has been beckoning me sew again. in any case, i’m finally finishing up a quilt top that i had started 6 months ago.
a fantastic little fox for fall!
yesterday morning we were running late for school because it’s a monday. even though miss e doesn’t know her days of the week yet she does knows that mondays are for sleeping in. she told me she wanted to walk to school but i had to explain to her that we didn’t have enough time to walk to school. so she asked, “then we use the stroller?” we didn’t have enough time for that either.
as we were getting in the car we noticed that mr. skinny legs had built a web joining our car to the bush! (please refer to peppa pig “spider web” episode on youtube.) since we had 3 minutes to get to school i was thinking to put miss e in the carseat and head out. but then miss e said, “don’t break it! spider house!” yes, she did learn that from peppa. i have also been telling her that we don’t need to break spiders’ webs unless they’re inside the house. otherwise she goes around the yard smacking all our plants with a broom, because she sees spider webs on them.
so here i am, 2 minutes before 9am, stuck in a dilemma. do i drive the car, break mr. skinny leg’s web and get to school somewhat on time, but also go against the little one’s wishes and what i had taught her? or do i spare mr. skinny leg’s web, try to push the stroller as fast as i can down 7-8 blocks and see how quickly i can make it to school (all in hopes to show my daughter that her mother follows what she teaches)? (now i know how daddy pig felt.)
we were only 7 minutes late, luckily i was not dripping with sweat, and half of the kids were still coming in because they must’ve all slept in too–since it was a monday, after all.