He's the Champion of Love!

Lord, I lift my friend up to You

Grandma's Card and Aunt Jackie's visit for Miss 17.

A sleepover and time with friends made you miss your sweet Aunt's visit. I love that we have auntie's that remind us of the bark of the tree from which we are chiseled. Mine was Aunt Lorraine. I hated seeing her. She reminded me of genetics. We walked alike, we talked alike, we loved the same things and had spent precious little time with eachother. Her name was like a sentence etched in stone. You are just like... After awhile, I learned to love her and love the reality of God's use of genetics in creation. We have some things that we can control, but genetics is "in the genes." You looked like my sister, Jackie since birth. Hair and features and some of the swiftness of your reflexes are or seem to be straight from Jackie. She came to see the development. You had other thoughts on your mind, this weekend. I kiss you and see the parts of myself that I left to come down here to NC. My sisters and brother, who are as my heart. The love I have for them helps me understand my father and my delightful part of our relationship. Though Auntie and I had no natural womanly graces, Dad and Grandma worked together to give us some of the abilities that nature had forgotten. All brains and no gentility, was at least part the Frankenstein Monster designation. My dad worked like a mechanic on his,"handicapped daughter" lest she be the misfit of her generation. He enjoyed that part of his fatherhood. I felt over cooked and overpecked. But I am blessed to have known his intense molding. Don't miss the molding that your father is inflicting...

Happy Birthday, Ladybug!

Sweet Evelyn, you are loved. We are very grateful that God sent you into our lives. Continue with the curiosity and enthusiasm that has marked your childhood and youth. May womanhood grant you a greater knowledge of the Father in Heaven and every grace and strength for the paths ahead of you. God give you wisdom and encouragement in your every endeavor. I love you! xoxoxo---your MOMMY

When we drop the needle in a sewing project

Sometimes a person could be attempting to sew a garment from several cut pieces of fabric and drops her needle.  When the needle is in the sewing machine it can't fall out of someone's hand.  Thank God for the progress of machines that make sewing a quicker and more productive endeavor. 
The stability of the individual is linked to what kind of posession of relationships in families and in communities and in churches.  God has ordained and continues to bless with stability, those who put their trust in Him and live in the light of their sins having been laid upon our Savior.
When my soul is anchored in the Lord, it is attached to His Body the Church.  He is working out His purposes in Christ, reconciling the world to Himself. 
No one individual is so totally necessary that it cannot be replaced.  God proposes and disposes as He sees fit.
The stability of mind and soul is not one person's task. We are fitly joined together in the Body of Christ and members one of another.  God has many sewing machine churches, ie. restoring the souls of the afflicted, developing the continuance of the Gospel's expression on the earth; doing His will on the earth and the corporate Body of Christ is helped and blessed. 
Learning to become and stay attached to Christ in His Church is my meditation today.