"LORD, you have assigned me my portion and my cup; you have made my lot secure. The boundary lines have fallen for me in pleasant places; surely I have a delightful inheritance." Psalm 16:5-6


Ours is a story of what God can do with two silly teens, starting off with no clue;

And baby thrown in, just for good measure. We didn’t know that God would increase our treasure

With four added on in rapid succession, filling our lives with joy and hard lessons.


We’ve had our share of valleys and hills, of times of abundance, and unpaid bills.

We once thought success would bring us bliss; we’ve learned that loss does a better job of this,

As we lean on our Savior, Who always delivers, regardless of the size of our quiver.


Although we’re grateful for the times of ease, the hard times are useful for learning to please

Our Heavenly Father, learning to walk in His Truth, of which we often talk.

May the Lord help us humbly and faithfully serve, staying mindful that the next generation observes.


Prop up your feet and grab a cup of coffee or tea while I open up

The book of my life, without further ado, and narrate the musings of my heart to you.


Sunday, August 29, 2010

From the Archives



This photo was taken about a year and a half ago -- before my seven-pound African weight gain, when my tummy was actually flat -- while we were staying with my parents. When I began my apron frenzy, I was keeping a different blog and posted about it there. My mom brought out this beautiful specimen to show me that I'm not the first woman in our family to take an interest in apron making.


My great-grandmother, Jesse, used to busy herself crocheting useful items for the extended family, and this beauty is one of her creations. Mom says that this apron is about my age. Today it became my own. Woo-Hoo!


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  1. I think I commented on how lovely this apron is when you posted about it the first time Dayna! I really can't get enough of it!

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