|I used more of the plaid capulana fabric and a beaded zipper pull, both acquired while living in Moçambique.|
"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.
Monday, February 13, 2012
Friday, February 3, 2012
Well, shame on me.
|The plaid lining fabric is from a capulana that I brought back from Moçambique.|