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Posted at 07:26 PM in Fun and humor, Moblogging, My life, my friends, Pics and Video | Permalink | Comments (1)
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The lady who made this quilt did it all by hand, and the majority of the piecing kept her sane while she was undergoing chemotherapy and radiation therapy.
The information sheet hanging next to the quilt says that there are almost 13,000 (yes, that's thousand!) pieces in this quilt!
Each one of those hexagons is 3/8" across. That's, like, the size of my pinkie nail! The quilter used the English paper-piecing method, which is very accurate, but there's huge amount of preparation.
Again, this was done by HAND!!! Yikes!
It's a lovely, lovely quilt - and what a great way to bring some beauty out of pain and illness.
Posted at 10:57 PM in Quilting | Permalink | Comments (2)
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Wait 'til you see this one! Wow!! This quilter meticulously planned each and every detail, including quilting even on the binding! It's no wonder this got a blue ribbon...
See that careful progression of values from light to dark to light? Those feathered stars require attention to detail and very careful, precise piecing so you don't lose those points...
Look at how the artist used quilting to add dimension and new design elements. A good quilt catches your attention at a distance, and lures you closer and closer. The closer you look, the more detail you discover!
The space between those lines of quilting is no more than 1/8" - and again, the artist uses the quilting to add detail and new elements.
You can see, on the right side of the picture, the double piping next to the binding, and on the left is a single line of piping which very subtly sets off anf frames the center of the quilt.
Speaking of binding, you can see the quilting on it, but here's a close up:
Just completely stupendous!
Posted at 10:09 PM in Quilting | Permalink | Comments (1)
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I just love this quilt. It's so simple, and yet very complex. The design is easy, easy, easy, but the careful choices in color, value and hue, and the way they're organized just make this quilt sing!
I really liked it... (and I think I need to take another picture...)
The pin-tuck detail in the border is lovely!
Here's a shot that will let you see the play of light across the quilt a little better:
Posted at 09:56 PM in Quilting | Permalink | Comments (0)
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Cats and quilts just go together! I think it's the snuggly-cuddly quality of both. Of course, I don't s'pose those fish are "feeling the love," though *grin*
The all seeing-eye...
And now a celebration of those wonderful purrs:
Each framed kitty was about the size of a post card, and the careful attention given to fabric selection really showed in the quilt. You could stand and look at this quilt and discover new nuances all day!
I love purrs and quilts - and when they're put together, they're wonderful!
Posted at 09:50 PM in Quilting | Permalink | Comments (2)
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Here's another fantastic quilt. Really, when I took this picture, it was like I was taking a picture of a picture. If you start to zoom in, though, you get a different story:
Pat Durbin made this quilt, and it must have taken her forever! As you close in, you can see that each "pixel" is actually a 1/4" square of fabric. She didn't sew them together like you normally would; I'm wondering if she actually fused it onto a backing.
The detailed quilting adds shaping and depth to the quilt, enhancing it so that the skin textures seem real. Ms. Durbin also overlaid this top with a very fine tulle. I think it's to help keep this together, but it is also a layer of depth so it looks even more real.
Look at the shine/reflection in one of the sunglass lenses:
I'm not sure if you're able to see it, but that little 9-patch which makes up that reflection - less than an inch across! - has its own little quilting motif and makes that reflection... reflect!
Wow. Just... WOW!
Posted at 02:06 PM in Quilting | Permalink | Comments (2)
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I should have known - or suspected - who quilted this quilt. Ms. Gaudynski is the Queen of gorgeous, precise machine quilting.
I'm only going to link to the quilt because we weren't allowed to take photos. But this was one of several quilts displayed which were part of a quilt exhibit called "Alzheimer's: Forgetting Piece By Piece." I highly reccommend that you go to the site and enjoy more of the quilts: there are several on the Alzheimer's Art Quilt Initiative website.
Anyway, click the link to see the quilt, and make sure you click on the thumbnail to see a larger photo of it.
Posted at 01:45 PM in Quilting | Permalink | Comments (0)
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There are so many incredible, gorgeous quilts here - as always - that it's difficult to pick out one that *I* think is the best. However, this one didn't evn get a ribbon, which I think is a crime!
This is an original design by Irena Bluhm, it's 54' square, and she calls it "Hawaiian Punch." You can certainly see why: the bright colors the appliqué, the composition...
But take a close look:
Those vines are actually stitching, which enhances the light, airy feel of the corner motifs.
This is very detailed quilting - tiny stitches, densely placed (and no, it's not handwork - that is done my machine), with intricate free-hand designs.
How about that faux-trapunto?!
The quilting in the background is so thick that it makes the unquilted areas puff. The artist also used special pencils and inks to add shading in the appliquéd pieces, which further enhances the 3D effect.
Here's something to give you an idea of the scale of the quilting. My hand is perhaps 3 inches in front of the quilt. I was very careful NOT to touch the quilts: it's poor etiquette, and will also sully the quilts with oil and dirt from your hands.
At any rate, this unique and stunning quilt really knocked my socks off! Don't you agree?
Posted at 01:35 PM in Quilting | Permalink | Comments (2)
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All right, it looks like the moblogging thing won't work: even when it appeared the post got uploaded... it didn't. The Hampton Coloseum isn't happy with Verizon, I think.
So, therefore, thus, and because, I'll be taking pictures and pictures and pictures with my camera and then posting them. *sigh*
I won't be able to post like I wanted [pout], but I promise to take pics, and *IF* I keep my brain going, I have my digital voice recorder: maybe I can do a podcast associated with pictures? I've got an account with Splashcast, which is supposed to do multimedia, so perhaps that will work...
BUT!!! I have cat-quilt-pics...
Posted at 06:28 AM in Quilting | Permalink | Comments (0)
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"Punch-buggy!"
"Cadillac-whack!"
*slurp* "Ford Probe!"
(Don't ask... seriously!)
Posted at 08:21 PM in Fun and humor, My life, my friends, Quilting | Permalink | Comments (0)
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Posted at 08:15 PM in Quilting, Travel | Permalink | Comments (0)
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Posted at 08:11 PM in Quilting | Permalink | Comments (0)
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I'm leaving this morning to go to Hampton, Virginia, for the Mid-Atlantic Quilt Festival!
This has been an annual tradition for me and my sisters-in-law since I started quilting (sucked in, I tell you - it totally wasn't my fault!) eight years ago. I've only missed one year - last year - and that's because we'd moved and it was just too problematic. I was, however, remembered: my favorite vendor, Sandy McCay, had bundled up an indigo fabric pack for me! I always spend a fortune at her booth, because I love those South African Indigos so much.
At any rate, I'm going to - hopefully - ignore everything and enjoy wallowing in quilts, quilting fabric, quilting gadgets, quilting books, quilting conversations, and so on, for whis whole weekend! I posted several pictures two years ago (you should be able to see most, if not all, the posts here), and I plan to go crazy with it this year. Some of the posts will be via my cell phone, and I daresay that I'll go back and clean up/edit those posts, so if things look a little jumbled sometimes, have some patience and I'll fix it from my laptop. Eventually. 
So stay tuned to this quilt-blogging channel! Programming ought to commence at around 2 p.m., ET...
(And why do I keep hearing the Pointer Sisters singing "I'm So Excited!" in the back of my head??)
Posted at 06:21 AM in Quilting | Permalink | Comments (1)
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Oh, boy... I am in deep kimchee! Tagged by the dread and dark Lord of the Sith, the evil Emperor, the Sovereign of snark, the... *cough* Eh-hem... excuse me, I was gushing...
Well, anyway, the meme: I'm supposed to reveal six of my weirdnesses. Hm. All right, let's give it a try:

So, there they are, six weird things about Kat, which are probably not terribly weird, but the best I could come up with while I'm trying to pack to go to the Quilt Fest tomorrow! See, I told you the Emperor was EVIL, didn't I?
(UPDATE) Oh, I almost forgot - when the Beloved Husband and I got married, we spent our honeymoon night at the Hershey Hotel in Corpus Christi, TX, and had PB&Js and Dom Perignon for our midnight snack. And my darling man has a skeleton with a fluorescent green wig and a tie in his office. The skeleton's name is Harvey. Is that weird enough?
Posted at 06:58 PM in Fun and humor | Permalink | Comments (0)
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Two hundred and seventy five years ago, a baby boy was born in Virginia. He would go on to become America's greatest and most beloved Founding Father, and as our first President set an example of humility, courage and determination.
In his first Inaugural Address, he said
Such being the impressions under which I have, in obedience to the public summons, repaired to the present station, it would be peculiarly improper to omit in this first official act my fervent supplications to that Almighty Being who rules over the universe, who presides in the councils of nations, and whose providential aids can supply every human defect, that His benediction may consecrate to the liberties and happiness of the people of the United States a Government instituted by themselves for these essential purposes, and may enable every instrument employed in its administration to execute with success the functions allotted to his charge. In tendering this homage to the Great Author of every public and private good, I assure myself that it expresses your sentiments not less than my own, nor those of my fellow citizens at large less than either. No people can be bound to acknowledge and adore the Invisible Hand which conducts the affairs of men more than those of the United States. Every step by which they have advanced to the character of an independent nation seems to have been distinguished by some token of providential agency; and in the important revolution just accomplished in the system of their united government the tranquil deliberations and voluntary consent of so many distinct communities from which the event has resulted can not be compared with the means by which most governments have been established without some return of pious gratitude, along with an humble anticipation of the future blessings which the past seem to presage. These reflections, arising out of the present crisis, have forced themselves too strongly on my mind to be suppressed. You will join with me, I trust, in thinking that there are none under the influence of which the proceedings of a new and free government can more auspiciously commence. [emph. mine]
George Washington. Patriot. General. President.
Christian.
May God continue to guide this country. May He call us back to the high duty and honor of our foundations. May He remind this country of our obligation to "acknowledge and adore the Invisible Hand" which has so richly blessed us.
Happy Birthday, Mr. President. Thank you for your service, and for your example of integrity and honor.
Technorati Tags: Presidents Day, George Washington, birthday
Posted at 09:57 AM in Citizenship, Current Affairs | Permalink | Comments (2)
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This morning I was doing my typical "thinkin' me thinks" in the car as I was listening to Liberty University's radio station. Dr. Eric Cantor was on this morning. He was speaking to women about the Perfect Man, and taking text out of the Song Of Solomon.
Now, the Song is a beautiful book of the Bible, but it's very rarely (in my experience) studied or taught. That's not terribly surprising, especially in Evangelical circles, because it is a passionate and detailed love song. Today we wouldn't really think of it as "graphic," but it is, really. It's full of loving, lustful passages that extoll the beauty and attractiveness of the lovers. Eagerly they describe each other in ardent detail, praising and affirming each other with single minded devotion... It's no wonder modern Christianity seems to be a little embarrassed by it!
But what we forget, in our zeal for purity and monogamy, is that God invented sex! Certainly, He fenced it 'round about with restrictions designed to protect our hearts, minds and bodies, but He never meant it to become a "guilty pleasure." Within the bounds of marriage, when a man and a woman have been united in holy matrimony, God's plan was for an intimate, joyous abandon: two people passionately and lovingly obsessed with each other, taking and giving pleasure with unreserved generosity. Sex was supposed to be fun. Sex was supposed to be sweaty and intimate.
Sex was supposed to be awesome!
Yet these days, we are so caught up in "image" and "SEX" and "perfection," that we've forgotten about what's real.
You know what? What's real is that I'm 43 years old and my husband of 20+ years still wants to jump my bones every chance he gets. What's real is that, in spite of the fact that *I* think I'm on the low side of average, he's still lustfully fascinated with me. What's real is that I think he's my "Perfect Man." What's real is that, even though his body has aged, too, he's still the sexiest guy I've ever known.
What's real is the fact that he loves me, and cherishes me, and knows me better than anyone (and no, that doesn't conflict at all with what I said in this post). What's real is that God has blessed me with a man of good character. The Beloved Husband is sexy, funny, loving, snuggly, firm (take that how you want), smart, and just right for me.
In the first chapter of the Song of Solomon, Dr. Cantor noted a verse where the Shulamite women says to her beloved:
Do not look upon me, because I am dark,
Because the sun has tanned me.
My mother's sons were angry with me;
They made me the keeper of the vineyards,
But my own vineyard I have not kept.
"She's saying, "I'm passable, at best.'" Dr. Cantor commented. But her Beloved replies,
Behold, you are fair, my love!
Behold, you are fair!
You have dove's eyes.
He loves her. He loves who she is. He loves the outer trappings, yes, but he loves them because of who she is.
Dr. Cantor went on to talk about older couples who still have stars in their eyes for each other after many years of marriage. Yes, their bodies have changed - added weight, sagging muscles, gray hair, and so on - but the souls that found each other and cleaved together so many years ago... haven't. Those souls have lived together and learned each other, growing closer and closer as the years go by, until they are completely intertwined in a precious web of love and intimacy.
My husband and I have been married for over 20 years. Each year, each day, we grow closer and love better. Every moment, we know more about each other, we see each other for who we are - and we love more deeply.
And he still wants to jump my old bones every chance he gets!
My beloved is mine, and I am his...
Perhaps I ought to start believing his image of me instead of mine, yes?
So, if you'll excuse me, this ravishing writer here needs to go offer some serious gratitude and love to the Best Husband in the Universe™! 
Technorati Tags: sex, Song of Solomon, commitment, love, marriage
Posted at 09:39 AM in Christianity | Permalink | Comments (0)
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Make sure you go over to the Mason Conservative and post your questions for the Attorney General of Virginia, Bob McDonnell. Get them in early, 'cause the AG will be live from 5:30 - 6:30 pm to answer your questions!
Posted at 06:13 PM in Citizenship, Current Affairs | Permalink | Comments (0)
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BadRose points me to an article by Barnie Day in the Martinsville Bulletin: "A Decade with Parkinson's Disease" -
But there a dark side to this disease. It is degenerative. It gets steadily worse. It takes me an hour of concentration to dress myself in the mornings and I usually break a sweat before I'm done. Try tying your shoes using your elbows or putting on a tie and buttoning all those buttons that shirts come with using only your feet and you will have some idea of what I'm talking about.Enough of the macabre. Let us reverse field here. In a very real sense Parkinson's has been an epiphany for me. It has given me empathy for the plight of others, for the burdens they carry, that I never had before. It has given me an appreciation for what is truly good in my life. It has given me insight. It has brought into high relief for me the idiocy of some of the health care policies we as a nation tolerate...
Here's the thing: If you do have Parkinson's, there is a fundamental choice you must make. Will you die with it, or will you live? A stranger helped me decide the answer to that question -- and he never even knew it.
I was sitting in the drive-through line at Hardees, here in Stuart, waiting for a cup of coffee. Not in the line I was in, but off to the right, parallel to it, was a beat-up pickup and a pull-behind trailer loaded with lawnmowers and string trimmers -- and a lot of hand tools -- rakes and shovels and such. Obviously, the owner of this truck made his living doing yard work.
While I waited, he came out of the restaurant carrying his breakfast in a bag. He briskly approached the truck, reached the bag in through the open window and opened the truck door from the inside. Then he bent down and removed one of his legs. He tossed that leg into the back of the truck as one would a stick of firewood, smiled and waved at someone waiting in line behind me, hopped up into his truck and drove away.
"Howya doin'?" the girl at the window asked. (People ask me that all the time. And it's not just idle chit-chat. They really want to know how I'm doing.) She handed me the cup of coffee.
"Never better!"
"Really?"
"I mean it."
Grace under pressure. Courage under trial. Insight amid illness.
We all want to live lives of health and comfort, but "health and comfort" can often lead to sloth and self-satisfaction. When we have no challenges, no trials, it is so easy to be "at ease in Zion." It is easy to ignore the plight of others, it is easy to whine about what you want and don't have, it is normal to be unthankful for all you do have.
Do you remember what the Apostle Paul had to say about this? Paul was arguably the greatest missionary of all time. He was one of the most highly educated men of his time, the start pupil of a rabbi who is famous to this day. Paul had a grasp of theology few can match, and a zeal for God which is inspiring. His writings compose a huge percentage of the New Testament, and through them, God daily adds to His family. God used Paul in wonderful and powerful ways all of Paul's Christian life.
But Paul's life wasn't easy. Look at his testimony to the Corinthians when they doubt him:
Are they Hebrews? So am I. Are they Israelites? So am I. Are they the seed of Abraham? So am I. Are they ministers of Christ?--I speak as a fool--I am more: in labors more abundant, in stripes above measure, in prisons more frequently, in deaths often. From the Jews five times I received forty stripes minus one. Three times I was beaten with rods; once I was stoned; three times I was shipwrecked; a night and a day I have been in the deep; in journeys often, in perils of waters, in perils of robbers, in perils of my own countrymen, in perils of the Gentiles, in perils in the city, in perils in the wilderness, in perils in the sea, in perils among false brethren; in weariness and toil, in sleeplessness often, in hunger and thirst, in fastings often, in cold and nakedness-- besides the other things, what comes upon me daily: my deep concern for all the churches. Who is weak, and I am not weak? Who is made to stumble, and I do not burn with indignation?If I must boast, I will boast in the things which concern my infirmity. The God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who is blessed forever, knows that I am not lying. In Damascus the governor, under Aretas the king, was guarding the city of the Damascenes with a garrison, desiring to arrest me; but I was let down in a basket through a window in the wall, and escaped from his hands.
Paul was put through the wringer: he was persecuted at every turn. Even his brothers and sisters in Christ would unfairly criticize him! And yet, he remained faithful to His God and Saviour, and earnestly preached the faith and the grace of God.
God also blessed him beyond measure and gave him an advance view of Heaven -
I know a man in Christ who fourteen years ago--whether in the body I do not know, or whether out of the body I do not know, God knows--such a one was caught up to the third heaven. And I know such a man--whether in the body or out of the body I do not know, God knows-- how he was caught up into Paradise and heard inexpressible words, which it is not lawful for a man to utter.
But God also gave Paul a trial beyond his persecutions:
And lest I should be exalted above measure by the abundance of the revelations, a thorn in the flesh was given to me, a messenger of Satan to buffet me, lest I be exalted above measure. Concerning this thing I pleaded with the Lord three times that it might depart from me. And He said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for My strength is made perfect in weakness." Therefore most gladly I will rather boast in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me. Therefore I take pleasure in infirmities, in reproaches, in needs, in persecutions, in distresses, for Christ's sake. For when I am weak, then I am strong.
In the midst of trial and tribulations, in the midst of illness and pain, in the midst of a torment directly permitted by God, Paul learned strength. Paul learned humility. Paul learned to step aside and be a vessel of God's power, not human "power." Paul learned to "praise God in the storm" so that in Romans 8 he could write:
Yet in all these things we are more than conquerors through Him who loved us. For I am persuaded that neither death nor life, nor angels nor principalities nor powers, nor things present nor things to come, nor height nor depth, nor any other created thing, shall be able to separate us from the love of God which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.
What hard blessings has God placed in your life? What things do you hate that you ought to be thankful for? What opportunity has God given to you to take your eyes off of yourself, to shrug off your selfishness and self-involvement and grow into a life of grace and gratitude?
What has God done so that you stop relying on your puny strength, and trust fully in Him?
I pray that in my life God will teach me to be thankful for all His blessings, and to walk humbly before my gracious and loving Father!
Posted at 12:13 PM in Faith and Blessings, Heroes | Permalink | Comments (0)
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I first heard this beautiful song, "Our Great God," on the City on a Hill album Sing Alleluia. It is a rhythmic, driving, and dramatic duet between Mac Powell of Third Day, and Fernando Ortega. I believe Mr. Ortega actually wrote it, as it also appears as a solo on his album Storm.
Because of my odd ear (the first version of a song that I hear and like is always and ever, to me, the "original"), I prefer the duet. However, I highly recommend Mr. Ortega's albums, because they are superb! His voice, the simplicity of his recordings, and the purity of the lyrics - he loves to record old hymns - are simply out of this world, and excellent to listen to and meditate upon.
Of course, when I want to worship from my gut, Third Day cannot be beat. They have a southern-rock style which grabs you, shakes you up, and gets you dancing before the Lord before you know what you're doing! Mac Powell also has a wonderful duet with Randy Travis, "Love Lifted Me," on Randy's Worship and Faith CD. Mac's powerful, growly voice compliments Ortega's light, classical tenor as well as Randy's country bass, and you should go and listen to the samples on all the linked albums - I think you'll find a lot to enjoy.
But the words of this song never fail to make me lift my eyes to Heaven in praise and gratitude to the Living God, who reached down and rescued me from Satan's clutches. I now serve, however imperfectly, the One True God and live in His kingdom of light and love and righteousness.
Eternal God, unchanging,
Mysterious and unknown -
Father, You are so big! You are infinite, and we will never know You entirely. But You have given us Your Word, and so we know that You are holy and just, merciful and loving, righteous and powerful. We know that You created the world and all that is in it, and we know that You have created each and every one of us in Your image.
Your boundless love, unfailing,
In grace and mercy shown.
You shower Your love upon us each and every day: You offer Your salvation with a patient, consistent hand; You send the rain and guide the Sun; You hold the Universe together by the power of Your Word. You sustain our lives and each breath that we take, and You provide us all that we need. We know of Your great love by Your Word and the awesome sacrifice You made for our salvation on the Cross. The bounty of Your goodness and grace pours over us in an everlasting display of Your loving-kindness!
Bright seraphim in ceaseless flight
Around Your glorious throne,
They raise their voices day and night
In praise to You alone.
"Holy, holy, holy is the LORD of hosts! The whole earth is full of His glory!" Thus sing the the seraphim endlessly, giving due honor and praise to their Creator. The Lord is high and lifted up, He is exalted above all the Universe, for it is His Word that brought everything into existence, and there is nothing made that He has not made. Father, help us to live in praise to You and follow the example of the seraphim; let us always keep Your perfect holiness in our minds, and live openly and humbly before You.
Lord, we are weak and frail,
Helpless in the storm.
Father, without You, we are lost and dead in our sin. We deserve judgment and Hell, yet You have reached down to us and provided Your salvation. You in Your mercy and grace have given us what we cannot earn and do not deserve: Heaven and eternal life. Father, remind us that in our weakness we may rest in You and Your power. Help us remember and trust that You are our mighty fortress, our strong tower of refuge. You hold us in Your hand, and nothing can wrest us from Your embrace.
Surround us with Your angels,
Hold us in Your arms.
Your love is displayed daily in Your protection and provision. Your holy angels watch over us at Your order, and while we are thankful, we still know that it is You and You alone who truly protects us. You will never leave us nor forsake us, and You will never desert us to our foes. We can do all things in the power of Your strength. You and You alone are worthy of our praise and worship. You and You alone deserve all honor and glory!
Our cold and ruthless enemy,
His pleasure is our harm!
Rise up, o Lord, and he will flee
Before our Sovereign God!
Satan is a defeated foe. He is but a creature, and will one day be undone with a simple word from Your mouth. True, he is powerful - but greater is Your Spirit who dwells in us. You have promised that if we resist the devil he will flee, but we can only do that in Your power and strength.
Let every creature in the sea,
And every flying bird;
Let every mountain, every field,
And valley of the Earth;
Let all the moons and all the stars
In all the Universe
Let all of creation acknowledge its Creator. Let all creation bow down before its Lord!
Sing praises to the Living God
Who rules them by His Word!
Our God - the Living God - is Sovereign and in control. He is all-knowing, all-powerful, and there is no place we can hide from Him. He sustains the Universe by His power alone, and He does not sleep or grow weary. Our King is on His throne, guiding and protecting, providing and calling, judging and forgiving. His will is unstoppable, and there is none who can resist it. He is perfect in holiness and glory, and there is nothing which can compare with Him!
Amen!
Posted at 10:37 AM in Christianity, Faith and Blessings, Music | Permalink | Comments (0)
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That is just adorable! I hope that when my Steinway baby grand eventually makes its way up (not for many, many years, though!) that I have a purr who appreciates music like this.
Thanks, Vivian, for the heads up!
(UPDATE: Oh, wow - take a quick peek at how Steinway builds their pianos! Fascinating!)
Posted at 07:22 AM in Cat Purrs!, Fun and humor, Pics and Video | Permalink | Comments (1)
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I have finally succumbed to the addiction. I have been captured by the lure. I have joined the ranks of some of the most obsessive, the most creative, and the most devoted of quilters. I have become a “Janiac.”
I just started a new block of the month through a quilt shop in Texas, Stitchin’ Heaven. It will last for two years (!!!!), and if I’m diligent and persistent, I will have my own “Baby Jane.”
“So what?” you say. “What the heck is a ‘Baby Jane,’ anyway?!”
Baby Janes are quilts based on the famous (in quilting circles, anyway) masterpiece by Jane Stickle, which is dated 1863. There are 169 blocks set 13 x 13, as well as an intricate scalloped border with 52 pieced sections. Each of the interior blocks measure 4 ½” x 4 ½” and are exquisitely detailed. I’ve done two and am working on a third - and I’m already very impressed with Jane’s sewing skills.

I’ll be using the definitive Jane Stickle book, Dear Jane, by Brenda Papadakis, as well as the block construction notes provided by Stitchin’ Heaven. Brenda has a wonderful website dedicated to “Janiacs” and all things Jane - I highly recommend that you stop by and familiarize yourself with the project.
One of these days, I want to go up to the Bennington Museum, which houses the original quilt, so I can enjoy it firsthand. It is only put on display during September and October, so I suppose I’ll need to figure out a way to go up and visit my brother... Yeah, that’s the real purpose of going to Vermont. Really. Uh-huh! [rolling eyes at self]
So... Would you like to see what I’ve done so far? Of course you would! I will, however put it beneath the fold so this post doesn’t run on forever...
Posted at 12:51 PM in Quilting | Permalink | Comments (3)
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My last post garnered some wonderful comments, and they reminded me of the beloved author of one of my favorite books: Madeleine L'Engle and A Ring of Endless Light. The main character in the book is a girl named Vicky Austin, and she writes poetry. Now, of course, poetry can be pure drivel, especially when written by the young (and yes, I penned more than my fair share of absolutely atrocious poems when I was young...), but Vicky has the advantage of being a character written by Ms L'Engle.
One of the poems Vicky writes and reads to her dying grandfather has the phrase "all replete with very me" which I -obviously - remember to this day. At this time, I can't find her actual poem, but my search led me to two poems by real people who provided inspiration for this book.
First is the inspiration for the title of the book - a poem by Henry Vaughn:
I saw Eternity the other night
Like a great Ring of pure and endless light,
All calm, as it was bright,
And round beneath it,
Time is hours, days, years
Driven by the spheres
Like a vast shadow mov'd, in which the world
And all her train were hurl'd;
A ring of endless light - eternity. How beautiful an image! A simmering, peaceful luminosity stretching out forever and ever. What a glorious future we could have in our eternal home, if we would only turn to our Father and accept His grace and love.
But we are often too focused on temporal things of lesser value, which leads to the second poem by Sir Thomas Browne which is the inspiration for the phrase "all replete with very me" -
If thou could'st empty all thyself of self,
Like to a shell dishabited,
Then might He find thee on the ocean shelf,
And say, "This is not dead,"
And fill thee with Himself instead.But thou are all replete with very thou
And hast such shrewd activity,
That when He comes He says, "This is enow
Unto itself - 'twere better let it be,
It is so small and full, there is no room for Me."
We are so often replete with ourselves. We are self-focused, self-involved, self-satisfied, self-absorbed. We fill our lives with people imortant to us, issues important to us, activities important to us... We forget that we ourselves are not eternal, we are here today and gone tomorrow -
I am a flower quickly fading
Here today and gone tomorrow
A wave tossed in the ocean
Vapor in the wind
I would much prefer that God finds me "disinhabited," so that He can fill me with Himself. But, I am still so filled to bursting with "very me" that I wonder if there is even a tiny niche open and available for Him!
And yet, God is still there. Even when we are so full of ourselves that there seems to be no room for Him, the Hound of Heaven comes in to our lives and offers His grace and mercy and purpose - and love! Like a gentle mist falling on a parched land, He rains on us until we slowly - oh, so slowly! - begin to open and grow. Slowly, we begin to have an inkling of an idea that, if we move aside, He will flood us with Himself. His Spirit will come to live in us to seal us unto eternity and to give us His power and His assurance
Still You hear me when I'm calling
Lord, You catch me when I'm falling
And You've told me who I am
I am Yours, I am Yours
So slowly our doors creak open, the windows of our souls are cracked ajar, and we creep out of the dark poverty of our selfishness. We tentatively take hold of His offered hand... And God catches us and comes in in a torrant of love..
I am confounded when people, confronted with this infinite love, who reject the mercy and grace that are offered so freely and so generously. The pain and sacrifice endured by Jesus wasn't something He had to do - it was something He wanted to do! Our Savior
who for the joy that was set before Him endured the cross, despising the shame, and has sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.
Jesus looked ahead to the JOY of His children being with Him for eternity. He looked ahead to the JOY of our voices raised in praise and thanksgiving for the incredible gift He won for us. He looked ahead to the JOY of the final triumph of good over evil, and the eternity of righteousness and beauty without sin.
How can we not desire to empty ourselves of US, and let Him come in and fill us with His love?! The glorious, eternal, and joyful love of God. THAT kind of love:
Happiness in view
Please let it be true
How I've waited in line
Longing for a love
To come hold this heart of minePromises unkept
Boundaries overstepped
Left alone with the hurt
Feeling like my life
Couldn't feel much worseCHORUS
Then I saw the way You saw Me
As my heart let You come in
And I know I felt You hold me
When You told me I could live
Safe in Your arms
That's what I want
That kind of loveLove that will not leave
Use me or deceive
One I know I can trust
Love that will not bring me down
And always builds me upLove that knows my soul
Shows me where to go
When all I see is a cloud
How could this exist as I stood there
In my doubtREPEAT CHORUS
BRIDGE
You opened my soul
With what I'd never known
At a time when I was so so aloneREPEAT CHORUS
I am so tired of being all "replete with very me." I want that kind of love. Don't you?
So let's empty ourselves of ourselves and invite the Lord of Life, the Lord of Light, into our souls. Let Him fill us up with His love and His power and His joy. Let us drink from the Fountain of Living Water, and shower the blessings of His salvation on a weary, discouraged, and dying world.
Posted at 10:38 AM in Books, Faith and Blessings, Music | Permalink | Comments (0)
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This topic has been rumbling around in my brain for the past week or so, and it's bugging me enough that I'm going to finally put is down "on paper." I don't know how it will go over, and I honestly don't think I'll be able to convey my thoughts and ruminations precisely... But I'll give it a shot, if only to get this energetic hamster out of my brain!
Oddly enough, this train of thought started when I was driving home after dropping the Munchkin off at school. I get a lot of "thinkin' me thinks" time as I drive since we live in the country, and I'm about 20 minutes from anywhere, it seems. I started thinking about how I can feel very much alone sometimes, even when surrounded by friends and family.
Have you ever felt that way?
Somehow it feels like no one really knows me, no one really understands me, and it's like there's a frosted glass wall between me and the rest of the world. No one knows my innermost soul... and it hurts!
There are times when I even feel isolated from my Beloved Husband - the Best Husband in the Universe! - and I hate that. It feels like I'm an alien in my own skin, and the whole world is cold and indifferent and disdainful. I'm alone, disconnected, and I don't know anyone who wants to hear my fear and pain, and return love and reassurance. I feel useless and worthless, and sometimes downright ugly. I'm terrified of opening up and pouring out these emotions: what if I'm rejected or dismissed?
Then the "rational" part of my mind kicks in and starts to logically refute all these emotions: Hey, Kat, you have a wonderful marriage and a marvellous daughter. You are blessed with family and friends, you live in a lovely house in a friendly area. You and your family are healthy, you have all you need and a lot of what you want... What the hell are you whining about?!
Thus, the brave face gets turned to the world. The hurt gets locked up in a cage down in the depths of my heart, where it rages and sulks when it isn't dozing restlessly. The pain festers, and the wound never heals...
Where do I go? What do I do? How can I get rid of this hole in my heart? How can I heal this pain?
Fortunately, I recently made a CD of some of my recent favorites playing on KLOVE... and it seems that every time my over-active hamster starts speeding away in my brain, one of these songs pokes me and says, "Hey! Haven't you forgotten something? Or rather, SomeONE?! Look up!"
Bebo Norman's chorus is so encouraging:
I will lift my eyes to the Maker
Of the mountains I can't climb
I will lift my eyes to the Calmer
Of the oceans raging wild
I will lift my eyes to the Healer
Of the hurts I hold inside
I will lift my eyes, lift my eyes
To You!
And then Lincoln Brewster's version of "Everlasting God" ends with a child reciting these glorious verses from Isaiah:
Have you not known?
Have you not heard?
The everlasting God, the LORD,
The Creator of the ends of the earth,
Neither faints nor is weary.
His understanding is unsearchable.
He gives power to the weak,
And to those who have no might He increases strength.
Even the youths shall faint and be weary,
And the young men shall utterly fall,
But those who wait on the LORD
Shall renew their strength;
They shall mount up with wings like eagles,
They shall run and not be weary,
They shall walk and not faint.
Casting Crowns, a wonderfully biblical group, reminds me of the lesson of Job, and sings to me
I barely hear You whisper through the rain,
"I'm with you"
and as Your mercy falls
I raise my hands and praise
the God who gives and takes away.And I'll praise you in this storm
and I will lift my hands
for You are who You are
no matter where I am
and every tear I've cried
You hold in your hand
You never left my side
and though my heart is torn
I will praise You in this storm
And then MercyMe points me firmly to where I need to go:
Word of God speak
Would You pour down like rain
Washing my eyes to see
Your majesty
To be still and know
That You're in this place
Please let me stay and rest
In Your holiness
Word of God speakI'm finding myself in the midst of You
Beyond the music, beyond the noise
All that I need is to be with You
And in the quiet hear Your voice
I'm tired and alone and afraid. I feel unknown, I feel isolated.
And God comes in. God my Maker, God my Calmer, God my Healer... God my Savior... God the Creator of all that is... God comes in a still, small voice and tells me
I know you.I formed you in your mother's womb. I chose you from before the foundation of the earth. I set My eye on you and redeemed you. I guide your ways, and I have given you My Spirit as a promise and guarantee.
My Son paid for your sins, and He stands before me on your behalf even now. I have opened Heaven itself to you, and you are seated at My right hand. You are my beloved child, and I will never leave you nor forsake you.
Though your sins were as scarlet, I have removed them from you: they are as far away as the East is from the West, and I will remember them no more. According to My good pleasure, I have taken you out of the kingdom of darkness and transferred you into My Kingdom of Light. I am preparing a place for you, and I will come and take you Home to Me.
I have set My angels around you to protect you. I have blessed you with eternal and infinite blessings: treasures that cannot be stolen and that cannot fade. I have begun a good work in you, and I will complete it.
I know when even a sparrow falls, I have numbered every hair on your head, and I keep each of your tears in a bottle. One day, I will wipe the tears out of your eyes forever. I have great plans for you and a future of glory and joy that you cannot imagine...
I know you.
You are Mine.
And I love you!
He loves me. He is the Lover of my soul, and He will never leave me or forsake me. When I'm feeling alone and ugly, when I cry for someone to know and love me, He comes and reminds me:
I will lift up my eyes to the hills--
From whence comes my help?
My help comes from the LORD,
Who made heaven and earth.He will not allow [my] foot to be moved;
He who keeps [me] will not slumber.
Behold, He who keeps Israel
Shall neither slumber nor sleep.The LORD is [my] keeper;
The LORD is [my] shade at [my] right hand.
The sun shall not strike [me] by day,
Nor the moon by night.The LORD shall preserve [me] from all evil;
He shall preserve [my] soul.
The LORD shall preserve [my]going out and [my]coming in
From this time forth, and even forevermore.
Thank You, Father. Thank You!
UPDATE: And thank you to all my buddies who have commented. I knew this had to be written for somebody (besides me, I mean), I just didn't realize how many! I wanted to add one of my comments that I sent to a friend on one of my lists because it really needs to be said, and I think it enhances my point in this post:
I am blessed beyond measure, really - and I know it!But, like I said, this has been rumbling around in my head for a bit. I commented to GM that I don't in any way think this is a clinical problem... but I know that we all carry our own sense of isolation, so I thought it would be a good idea to post about "from whence cometh MY help."
I like people, but I am also content to isolate myself in the sense that I don't NEED to be around people all the time. However, I also need to remember that it's healthy to get out-and-about so I don't get too inwardly focused. And yeah, I have a pretty, erm, bountiful inward life, even if it's not always of good quality, LOLOL
When I really consider it, it is NORMAL for no one to know all of you. A cherished friend, a loving spouse, a child - yes, they may know you better than anyone, but there is still that part of each and every person on the earth which is known only to himself and to God.
It's also scary to open up and become intimate - really intimate, and I know y'all know that's not about Sex - with another person. There is always that fear of rejection, there is always the possibility of being hurt. But we still need to reach out and to try.
For me, however, I must always come back to the Foundation, the Bedrock of my life: I have no one other than God who knows me, who knows my faults and my pettiness, who sees all my warts and wrinkles, who understands my fears and insecurities - all with complete perfect knowledge... and yet loves me so much that He took on all the evil and hell in the universe just so He could have me.
ME!!!!
"Nothing in my hands I bring,
Simply to Thy Cross I cling.""On Christ the Solid Rock I stand,
All other ground is sinking sand"THAT'S what always lifts me out of the mire and sets me on the unyielding Rock. That "Old Rugged Cross," and the Love it SHOUTS to me.
As I said in the comments: God is good all the time, and ALL the time, God is good!
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Had a little fender-bender this morning: I got rear-ended while slowing down to allow the car in front of me to take a right turn, and the guy who hit me also got hit himself!
I'm fine, he's fine (thank God for American Heavy Metal!), but the lady who hit him was getting a neck brace installed the last I saw her. I'm glad that I'm not at all at fault, but being in an accident isn't fun for anyone.
May I ask that you pray for that lady, so her injuries aren't too bad? While you're at it, join me in thanking God for His protection, AND for the blessing of driving this:

My baby didn't even have a dent! That's why I loooooove American Heavy Metal - even if I do have to take the hit in gas mileage!
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It's Mardi Gras in Virginia!
Ward Smythe has this week's Virginia Blog Carnival up and jazzing. Taking his cue from the insanity which reigns in N'Awlins during this time of year, Ward shouts "Show Us Your Hits!" and gets the Carnival off to a rollicking party. Go on over and enjoy the fun and snark!
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[Hat-tip to Pedestrian Infidel]
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One of the main themes of my blog is exposing the internal Islamification of the United States. CAIR is a big part of this movement to Islamicize our nation. Some smaller groups do the same. Even in the heart of Virginia, where many folks are pretty stodgy and conservative, Islamification is proceeding apace.
In a few days, the 910 Group will lead a demonstration to protest the naming of a road after a terrorist in Charlotte County, Virginia--near Charlottesville, the home campus of the University of Virginia. Thomas Jefferson, who confronted the Muslim Barbary Pirates, must be rolling in his grave over what's been happening in his old stomping grounds.
What? Demonstration
Where? Charlotte County Courthouse
When? February 20, 2007 @ 6:00 P.M.
Lots of information about Sheikh Gilani can be found HERE.
Excerpt about Sheikh Gilani, from this source:
Gilani, the founder of the terrorist organization Jamaat ul Fuqra, has rubbed shoulders with various members of the terrorist groups Hamas and Hezbollah, their mullah backers, and even Osama bin Laden himself. He has trained fighters for the battlefields of Kashmir, Chechnya, and Bosnia. Gilani was in Pakistani custody for the abduction of US journalist Daniel Pearl, but has since been released. Official sources in Pakistan have indicated that Daniel Pearl was attempting to meet Gilani in the days before he disappeared in Karachi. Pakistani police arrested Gilani in Rawalpindi on January 30, 2002 and shifted him to Karachi for questioning. Although he denied any link to the abduction, police also detained several of his colleagues. Consequent to his arrest, he reportedly told his interrogators that he had links with the Pakistani intelligence agencies.
CLICK HERE to read the 910 Group's February, 2007 newsletter, which contains additional information about Sheikh Gilani and about what's been going on in Charlotte County, Virginia.
Here are the details about the 910 Group's demonstration:
“NO ROAD SIGNS FOR TERRORISTS”
Demonstration is at 6:00 PM, before the Board of Supervisors meeting, at Charlotte County Courthouse.
TALKING POINTS:
1. We want Charlotte County to take down the “Sheikh Gilani Lane” sign.
2. Sheikh Gilani is a a known Islamofascist terrorist.
BRING: Camera, food if you don’t want to eat at the restaurant, signs that stay within the talking points.
PRE-DEMONSTRATION GATHERING:
4:30 to 5:00 PM. Mimmos Restaurant
102 David Bruce Ave
Charlotte Court House, VA 23923-3741
Phone (434)-542-4999.
It’s about half a mile west of the Court House on VA40.
A banquet room in back has been booked from about 5:00 PM.
OTHER INFORMATION:
The Board of Supervisors meeting is at 7:00PM. Anyone is entitled to speak up at the Board of Supervisors meeting, even if you are a non-resident. Just please stick to the talking points (take down the sign; Gilani is a terrorist).
The above has been posted at the request of the 910 Group. Read more about the 910 Group.
So far, only a few anti-dhimmitudinal demonstrators have committed to showing up on Tuesday--a sad commentary on the awareness of the community of Charlotte County, Virginia.
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Yep. It wouldn't suck...
*sigh* And now I've got another program to TiVo!
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And God bless the troops he welcomes home!
Oh, I **wish** I were near an airport like Dallas/Ft. Worth so I could do this...
Thank you so much to ABC News for doing this story - it's a welcome change from the defeatist rhetoric that seems to fill our media.
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Go on over to the Right Wing Liberal, where DJ has the latest Virginia Blog Carnival up and running in style!
Make sure you go over and read all the good posts - hey, and they're NON-FATTENING!
Next week's host is Ward Smythe at the Ward View for the Mardi Gras Edition of the VBC. To join the party, make sure you send your RSVP to vablogcarnival -at- gmail -dot- com, or go the the Carnival's submission page and fill out the form.
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Today, I went to church for the first time in quite awhile. I'm ashamed to confess that I have been so lax in my church attendance, especially after starting up my Sunday Thoughts with Kat ministry on Wide Awakes Radio. As a Christian - and especially as a teacher - I need to be under sound authority and accountability to make sure I'm not leading anyone astray and am walking the Gospel I proclaim.
Fortunately earlier this week I met the father of one of the Munchkin's schoolmates, and our conversation finally gave me the oomph to get off my rear end and get to church this morning. I went to Chatham Baptist Church for their early service, and stayed through Bible study, and was totally blessed! First off, I had people I knew who went there, and the Munchkin's school friend was there as well. Secondly, the Pastor returned a little early from a study trip, so I had the opportunity to meet him and his wife.
Believe it or not, they are both bloggers! She blogs at Goodthoughts and is a very talented artist, and he blogs at Confessions of a Small Church Pastor and at Amicus Dei. These - as well as the Church's "blog" - have been added to my sidebar, down on the right, and I'll be reading them in more depth as I get the time. Of course, I'm going to have to tease Pastor Chuck as to why Confessions is on Wordpress, while all the others are hosted by (my heroes!) TypePad, LOL 
At any rate, it felt so good to be back in God's House on Sunday, and to worship with His children again! Why the heck did I allow my own laziness and "life" to get in the way of returning sooner?!
You know, this is another example of the kindness and grace of God: instead of whacking me upside the head (which I richly deserved) to get me back into church, He very quietly and sneakily crept around my back and gave me a firm but gentle push via my friends. I love the way God "sneaks." I certainly don't mean to be irreverant when I use that word - but it's really the simplest way I can describe the way God uses His providence and His family to grab me and shake some sense into me... and I don't think God will mind too much, since it accomplishes His purpose.
So, thanks to Ed and Angela for the push - and thanks to God for getting them to GIVE me the push!
Posted at 11:55 AM in Christianity, Faith and Blessings | Permalink | Comments (0)
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So let me show you why I haven't been posting (I mean, besides being lazy, LOL).
First, we were cleaning things out and getting them organized:
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I was listening to some scripture memorization CDs in the car today, and one verse that came up was 2 Corinthians 12:9 -
He [God] said to me [the Apostle Paul], "My grace is sufficient for you, for My strength is made perfect in weakness." Therefore, most gladly I will rather boast in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me.
This verse really got me thinking, and I believe I'll use it for my Sunday Thoughts with Kat program on Wide Awakes Radio this weekend.
Now, why would we boast in weakness? Why would we be proud to be weak?
First off, boasting in our weaknesses means that we acknowledge the truth about ourselves: we are sinners, and we cannot help but sin. The Apostle John, in his first epistle, says,
If we say that we have no sin, we deceive ourselves, and the truth is not in us. If we confess our sins, He is faithful and just to forgive us our sins and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness. If we say that we have not sinned, we make Him a liar, and His word is not in us.
Now, I know that God is not a liar. So, when I agree with Him about my real condition, I have made the first step in fixing the problem. Isn't that what we're supposed to do when confronted with something that needs to be fixed or changed? To address the issue, we must define it; we have to acknowledge it exists and that it must be solved.
All right, we now see and understand that we are sinners in need of redemption and forgiveness - so what is the solution? Well it's right there in those verses: we confess our sin to Him. We throw ourselves on the mercy of the Court, and trust in Him to provide the perfect solution.
And what is His solution? He has provided His own way of payment for the infinite punishment that is our due: His own Son, who paid for our sins upon the Cross. Paul's letter to the Romans puts it this way:
...if you confess with your mouth the Lord Jesus and believe in your heart that God has raised Him from the dead, you will be saved. For with the heart one believes unto righteousness, and with the mouth confession is made unto salvation.
Nevertheless, even though Christians have had their sins forgiven, it still doesn't take away the issue of the here-and-now problem: we still have sin in our lives. The Bible refers to this in several ways: our sin nature, the "old man," and the flesh. (Note that the Bible does NOT condemn physicality and earthly bodies - except when we use them in ways God never intended.) The quote from John's epistle, above, was addressed to Christians, not unbelievers, and so we still have the duty to confess our sins to God on an ongoing basis. In return - when we acknowledge our sin, desire to turn away from it and conform to God's commandments - God forgives us and washes away the stain of unrighteousness. One of my favorite verses in the Old Testament is at the beginning of Isaiah (I'll put it in context):
"Wash yourselves, make yourselves clean;
Put away the evil of your doings from before My eyes.
Cease to do evil,
Learn to do good;
Seek justice,
Rebuke the oppressor;
Defend the fatherless,
Plead for the widow.
"Come now, and let us reason together,"
Says the LORD,
"Though your sins are like scarlet,
If you are willing and obedient,
They shall be as white as snow;
Though they are red like crimson,
They shall be as wool.
You shall eat the good of the land;
But if you refuse and rebel,
You shall be devoured by the sword";
For the mouth of the LORD has spoken.
God is saying, "Look, this is what I want you to do. Is it so hard to trust Me? Are these things so difficult or so horrible that you cannot even try to do them? Come now, obey Me and trust Me, and **I** will wash you whiter than snow!"
If GOD is the One who is washing you clean, you may be assured that you are, indeed, clean! And there is a reason to boast in your weaknesses: you (and I) deserved judgment and death because of our sin - and yet God reached down from Heaven and washed us clean and made us new creatures in Christ. God took care of the problem!
Yet, Christians still have the ongoing problem of the struggle with sin and our old nature. Well, besides confession, God has also given us this promise:
Therefore let him who thinks he stands take heed lest he fall. No temptation has overtaken you except such as is common to man; but God is faithful, who will not allow you to be tempted beyond what you are able, but with the temptation will also make the way of escape, that you may be able to bear it.
Yes, we need to walk carefully in a holy fear of our Father. But when we encounter temptation, God always provides a way out, a way to endure. Perhaps it is the words of encouragement from a friend. Perhaps it is an unexpected windfall that bridges the gap in our finances. Maybe it is a verse of Scripture reminding us of our responsibility... But it's always God's grace and His strength that are the foundation of our endurance. We do not need to rely on our own pitiful strength: we can use - we are commanded to use! - God's strength and power!
And we've returned to where we started: we can boast in our weaknesses, because through our weaknesses the power of God is displayed for all the world to see. When we trust in Him and His provision, when we believe in His word and His promises, when we rely on His grace and His strength - we can get through anything! It is His power, working in us, which will make other people say, "How can you endure the pain and uncertainty of cancer with such patience and joy?!" They will gasp in astonisment, "You have nothing - no money, no influence, no power! Yet, there is something about you that makes people notice and want to imitate you!" They will marvel, "How did you overcome the drug habit/the alcohol addiction?!"
"How can you live quietly, unnoticed and 'unimportant,' as a wife and mother, and yet have such peace and confidence and love?!"
How can we do that?
By boasting in our weaknesses, and letting God's strength and power work in us to His glory and our sanctification. For I am confident that
He who has begun a good work in you will complete it until the day of Jesus Christ...
So trust in Him, and glory in His grace and power, which rescue us from our sin and enable us to stand firm in our faith. We can boast in the loving care and grace that are given by the Almighty God, the Creator of the Universe... who is also the Lover of our souls.
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I KNOW I haven't been posting... But I've been quilting like a demon, here (pics up tomorrow), and have also been cleaning out the house. Yeah, it's not spring yet, but the Beloved Husband and I figured we'd get an early start...
We've made good progress: the downstairs storage room has been emptied of stuff that needs to go out to the "Hanger," the Christmas stuff has been put away (finally! Now we've got to get rid of the tree....), I've got new shelves down in the quilting area, and the future "library/guest room" got emptied out quite nicely, too. Perhaps I'll take pics of all that, too - but without the "before" pics, the "after" won't be quite as impressive.
Saturday, the Munchkin and I will be going up to Roanoke for a horse show. We won't be competing (although our friends are urging both the Munchkin and me to start showing [!!]), but we'll lend support and extra hands to help out our stable. Maybe I'll take some good pics there and post them as well.
So that's what I've been doing - and for those of you wondering about "Resolutions 2007," yes, I am current with my Bible reading, and YES I'll try to post something tomorrow, OK?
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Ok, no, I lied - no Super Bowl trivia, because I'm not going to embarrass myself by displaying my ignorance of the game. (Televised sports are not my subject - unless you're talking horses. Then I'm interested!) But, for you Colts fans, CONGRATULATIONS!! I am so glad that the winning coaches have no problem proclaiming their faith in and dependence on their Lord and Savior - good for them. For the Bears fans, maybe next year; keep trying, and don't give up!
First up, Ward Smythe presents Former Senator John Warner: An Idea Whose Time Has Come , and adds, "I've submitted several, so pick and choose as you see fit." Here are Ward's other excellent entries:
Isophorone submits Biden Seeks to Shift Blame, a parody on Joe Biden's disparagement of Barack Obama. Ack! A "new commandment"! I have too much trouble trying to keep the first Ten, and now you want me to add a twelvth?!
Andrew Clem, of Blog With No Name (now there's an honest guy!) sent in Novak on Luntz & GOP 'denial', (See, Andrew? I caught the proper title! Thanks for the e-mail reminder) which discusses Robert Novak's column on Frank Luntz, and includes a two-year blog compendium of conservative discontent about the Grand Old Party.
Rick Sincere News and Thoughts presents Is 'Income Inequality' a Legitimate Worry? Rick asks an excellent question, and you should read and evaluate the reasoning behind his answer: "Put more simply, by constricting the capacity of the affluent to create jobs and buy things, one ends up creating more unemployment and ultimately punishing the poor and middle classes."
Jack Yoest presents Charmaine on C-SPAN Flogs Mother in the Middle at Reasoned Audacity.
Adam sent in Righteousness of the Devout posted at Sophistpundit.. Oddly enough, it's probably not what you think: Adam is rather disgusted with presumptuous intellectuals, and his essay is quite absorbing. I'm going to need to re-read it!
DJ McGuire at the Right Wing Liberal is also on a roll this week. First, you need to read why we need to stay in Iraq until 2010. Then, if you're considering voting for Warner's re-election next year (NOT! - OK, that's one of my posts...), you should enjoy how DJ slices and dices Virginia's senior senator. Of course, it wouldn't be fair to leave Webb out, so DJ takes him to task as well. And then DJ eats the WaPo's idiot "military expert," William Arkin, as a midnight snack. *crunch, crunch* Not too tasty, though; it's more than a little rotten.
And, of course, I need to insert my own little snarks about William Arkin - but only because the man's a cretin and a traitor. Hostess' privilege, yanno... 
Ew. What a disgusting person! Fortunately, I have a patriot whose post will wash that bad taste out of your mouth: BadRose (who's really quite wonderful, LOL) talks about Making the Ultimate Sacrifice. She talks about the simple dignity and grace of a Gold Star Mother and concludes
I share the vision of Vicki Strong, the vision of a free and prosperous Iraq. If she watched the State of the Union address this week, I hope she didn't notice the Democrats who refused to stand and applaud even the notion of victory in Iraq.How about rooting for America for a change?
Now, we've got the wild team up: Kilo and Wise Girl from Spark It Up!!! Wise Girl starts us out with Warriors in Pink - and I must admit I was confused at first (Hello? Pink??) until I realized that she was discussing breast cancer. Heck, yeah! Cancer survivors are definitely warriors!
Kilo gets into the act with Pro Art Cancels Remaining Shows - and it's probably a darn good thing, too, with that mess of an attempt at a "budget." Geeze, even I can see that being six-figures in the hole is a bad thing, and I'm no numerical genius!
Scott White - one of the new ODBA members - sent in a link to the Hasbro Terrorist Eradication Team, but it doesn't appear to be working. I am totally behind, but I'll e-mail Scott and see if I can correct this with the proper link - because *I* want to read it!
That's all for this edition - I think it was a very good round up, and I want to say THANK YOU for all these great posts!
Next week, DJ McGuire of Right Wing Liberal will be hosting, so submit your blog article to the next edition of Virginia Blog Carnival using the carnival submission form, or by e-mailing vablogcarnival -at- gmail-dot-com. Past posts and future hosts can be found on the VBC index page.
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I've spent the whole weekend wrestling with the installation of RocketPost 2.0, from Anconia. I've been using 1.5x for a while, and while it had its quirks, it was the best thing I've seen (and yes, I've tried quite a few off line blog editors). So, I thought, what the heck, and upgraded to 2.0... Oh, boy, I hope this works... FINALLY!
Well, I suppose I shouldn't lie: I also spent a lot of time quilting (got 309 stripsets sub-cut and ready for making baby quilts; loaded and got a good start on a big scrap quilt; did a fair amount of re-organizing my quilt-stuff...); dragging stuff out of the basement storage (well, the Best Husband did that...) and chucking it into the "hangar;" and adding shelves so I can store books, CDs, DVDs and VHS tapes properly (again, thanks to the Beloved Husband!).
So, I didn't spend ALL weekend wrestling with R'Post... but it felt like it.
Will it work now? Oh, let me add a picture, just to make sure THAT works, too!
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UPDATE: Oh, good - it seems to be working fine. Now, if I could only get the rest of my posts into the RP database....
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After all, here's his latest, giving his soi-disant apology:
I said I was bothered by the notion that "the troops" were somehow becoming hallowed beings above society, that they had an attitude that only they had the means - or the right - to judge the worthiness of the Iraq endeavor.
I was dead wrong in using the word mercenary to describe the American soldier today.
These men and women are not fighting for money with little regard for the nation. The situation might be much worse than that: Evidently, far too many in uniform believe that they are the one true nation. They hide behind the constitution and the flag and then spew an anti-Democrat, anti-liberal, anti-journalism, anti-dissent, and anti-citizen message that reflects a certain contempt for the American people.
Gee, don't you mean "anti-DemocratIC?" Because I know how sensitive the Democrat party is to proper grammar. But, if you mean to imply that our troops are actually hostile towards liberal surrender-monkey military-hating journalist Democrats, I'm sure you'd be absolutely correct.
Of course, the fact that people serving in the military (and having actual combat experience in this war) might disagree with your ignorant and uninformed opinions is threatening to your idea of "free speech." Why? Because "free speech" for you apparently means "so long as you agree with my opinions." If our troops don't join the cacophony of your little disrespectful and arrogant echo-chamber, then they obviously must be wrong!
And I note that Mr. Arkin titles his post "the Arrogant and Intolerant Speak Out."
Mr. Arkin, have you looked in a mirror lately? Pot, meet kettle!
So, hell YES, I question Mr. Arkin's patriotism! Frankly, I would strongly urge him to move to *spit* fwance *spit*. I'm sure he'd feel much more at home there, among all his supercilious, snobby, effete, condescending and yellow-to-the-core cowardly soul mates.
And, I'm sure that I'll be adding links as other more worthy and able writers continue to shred this moron's moonbattery.
UPDATE: Oh, yeah - and it didn't even take five minutes!
So you see, there's lots of links and many people pointing out all of Arkin's idiocies and fallacious logic. Enjoy!
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UPDATE 3.0 - Ah, I was wondering when Misha would shred Arkin to pieces. He begins
When the troops were finally (and kudos to NBC for having the balls to air a viewpoint contrary to the teachings of the Traitor Left) allowed to express their frustration with the tireless efforts of the objectively pro-terrorist Left Column to stab them in the back just like they did during Viet Nam, we fully expected the nutjobs in the media to throw a hissy and, right one cue, we have this in The Washington Compost:
... and of course the rest is a classically perfect snark-fisk. Make sure you go read!
And Ace hops aboard, too, saying
The big problem with kicking this little sissy's ass is that it would be too goddamned easy.
Again, read the whole thing! [/UPDATE 3.0. We now return you to your regularly scheduled program]
After all, they're the ones over there doing the job; why don't we listen to what our troops are saying about "redeploying" or "a formula that will in short order allow our combat forces to leave Iraq. [emph mine]" (link)
McQ, over at QandO, publishes a YouTube video of an NBCNews (!!) interview with some of our soldiers:
"One thing I don't like is when people back home say they support the troops, but they don't support the war. If they're going to support us, support us all the way."
"If they don't think we're doing a good job, everything that we've done here is all in vain."
Yep. The troops are "feeling the love" from Code Pink, Michael Moore, Jon Kary (*smirk*), the RINOS, MoveOn, the SheHag...
It seems to me to be the perfect time to quote from Patrick Henry's pamphlet series, the Crisis. The first paragraph of the first pamphlet, dated 23 December, 1776, says:
THESE are the times that try men's souls. The summer soldier and the sunshine patriot will, in this crisis, shrink from the service of their country; but he that stands by it now, deserves the love and thanks of man and woman. Tyranny, like hell, is not easily conquered; yet we have this consolation with us, that the harder the conflict, the more glorious the triumph. What we obtain too cheap, we esteem too lightly: it is dearness only that gives every thing its value. Heaven knows how to put a proper price upon its goods; and it would be strange indeed if so celestial an article as FREEDOM should not be highly rated...
This wise man went on to say:
Tis surprising to see how rapidly a panic will sometimes run through a country. [...] Yet panics, in some cases, have their uses; they produce as much good as hurt. Their duration is always short; the mind soon grows through them, and acquires a firmer habit than before. But their peculiar advantage is, that they are the touchstones of sincerity and hypocrisy, and bring things and men to light, which might otherwise have lain forever undiscovered. In fact, they have the same effect on secret traitors, which an imaginary apparition would have upon a private murderer. They sift out the hidden thoughts of man, and hold them up in public to the world.
Indeed.
And now we seem to see these hidden thoughts exposed in many. The craven cowardice and the lack of discipline and resolution in the face of a threat to our country do in fact disclose "secret traitors."
Listen to the men and women who are there on the front line: they want to finish the job well. They want to persevere.
They want us to WIN!
(Crossposted to WAR)
UPDATE: DJ McGuire catches a WaPo columnist wallowing in liberal condescension and arrogance: William Arkin says "the Troops Also Need to Support the American People."
I'm sure the soldiers were expressing a majority opinion common amongst the ranks - that's why it is news - and I'm also sure no one in the military leadership or the administration put the soldiers up to expressing their views, nor steered NBC reporter Richard Engel to the story.
Oh, right, like we don't already get bombarded with anti-war claptrap in the LameStream Media already. Sure, they're always talking about how nobly and courageously our men and women do their job, right? The MSM is constantly talking about the lives saved, the medicines distributed, the schools built, the smiles and respect earned, the friendships made by our troops. Right?
*crickets chirping*
I'm all for everyone expressing their opinion, even those who wear the uniform of the United States Army. But I also hope that military commanders took the soldiers aside after the story and explained to them why it wasn't for them to disapprove of the American people.
Really? You want to explain to citizen volunteers why they can't voice their profound dissatisfaction with the constant refrain of "We can't win this war" and "Redeploy!" from spineless wimps who couldn't collectively gather a gram of honor or courage from amongst their ranks? Wow. I want to be a fly on that wall: it should be entertaining.
Mr. Arkin then quotes some soldiers from the video, as I have done, and then says:
These soldiers should be grateful that the American public, which by all polls overwhelmingly disapproves of the Iraq war and the President's handling of it, do still offer their support to them, and their respect.
Through every Abu Ghraib and Haditha, through every rape and murder, the American public has indulged those in uniform, accepting that the incidents were the product of bad apples or even of some administration or command order.
M'kay. Like, we've got hundreds of rape and murders we've been prosecuting, right? Oh, no, that would be the "insurgents." We've had our bad apples, yes - but they get prosecuted and jailed. You guys would far rather lionize the terrorists and give them a pass for their barbaric murders (torture - REAL torture, babycakes, beheadings, suicide bombers, killing civilians deliberately and regularly...). You assume "innocent until proven guilty" for our men and women in uniform, yet you want to extend rights equivalent to those of citizens to these Islamic monsters.
"These soldiers should be grateful that the American public..." Exactly backwards, Willy-boy. These men and women put their lives on the line in service of freedom and democracy while YOU sit on your fat rear end back home and toss spit balls on their honor.
So, we pay the soldiers a decent wage, take care of their families, provide them with housing and medical care and vast social support systems and ship obscene amenities into the war zone for them, we support them in every possible way, and their attitude is that we should in addition roll over and play dead, defer to the military and the generals and let them fight their war, and give up our rights and responsibilities to speak up because they are above society?
Hey. NO WHERE did I see a call from the soldiers for you to give up your "rights and responsibilities to speak up." How about you learn some responsibility for the consequences of your juvenile little whine? Our enemies have access to the 'Net and our media - don't you think they're going to gloat gleefully over opinions like yours? You and your ilk, sir, give ample opening for the enemy to strengthen themselves and gorge themselves on America's lack of resolve and commitment.
By the way, our men and women aren't paid HALF of what they're worth, especially since they have to deal with your arrogant, supercilious and disdainful rhetoric while at the same time trying to exterminate inhuman cockroaches... AND they do it with loonies like YOU insisting they keep both hands tied behind their backs.
You, sir, are unworthy to polish the soles of their boots with your spit.
Now. Run along and find a veteran at Walter Reed or something, so you can get your ass properly whupped.
Idiot.
UPDATE 2.0 - Greta makes the excellent point in the comments) that the troops shouldn't decide, precisely, since our Armed Forces are under civilian command. I admit it was a somewhat poor choice of words on my part, but certainly the civilian command ought to at least listen to what our troops are saying and take heed?
As my blog-brother, Ward Smythe, says:
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Also, you MUST go over to BlackFive for a glorious takedown of Mr. Arkin's drivel, and then visit Cassandra at Villainous Company to see Mr. Arkin receive another well-deserved beating.
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