"Don't wish me happiness I don't expect to be happy all the time....It's gotten beyond that somehow. Wish me courage and strength and a sense of humor. I will need them all." Anne Morrow Lindbergh

Wednesday, 2 January 2019

When Christmas isn’t perfect


If I could have changed things- I would have but it was something beyond my control. There was nothing to do but accept the fact that christmas wasn't going to be perfect. And when I did I began to see a little beauty. I saw it in the face of my excited daughter and in the things around us like the advent wreath we made with fresh holly berries and fir evergreen boughs. I saw it in the white lights on the Christmas tree and in the cake we baked and decorated together. I felt grace fill my heart as I read luke's biblical account and as I contemplated the Christmas story it became a Spirit filled Christmas. It filled me with joy, and the peace that I so desperately needed. I learned that "Peace on earth" Luke 2:14 isn't just about the first advent - it's for me and anyone else who needs it now - anytime of the year.

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Saturday, 22 December 2018

Faith


Several weeks ago I made a trip to town. It was dark in the early morning but light enough not to use the headlamp in my coat pocket. I pushed the wheelbarrow loaded with empty totes and several Christmas gifts that I needed to mail down to the wharf. On the mainland side after I put everything into the back of the truck we had a minor vehicle problem that providentially I was able to resolve. My young daughter asked, "Mommy what are we going to do when the motor falls out?" "God will provide," I replied. I know by experience that He will because He always has. Later back on the island we headed home with a wheelbarrow load. It was dark enough to use the headlamp. But instead I preferred to use the little bit of available light left in the sky. When we headed up the steep, dark bank to the cabin I lost part of my load. I heard Christmas oranges rolling behind me into the bushes. At the top of the bank I saw a single star - a single dot of light in a cloud draped sky. It reminded me long ago that it was faith that guided the wiseman to Bethlehem and it is faith guiding me home.

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Sunday, 16 December 2018

I’ll have a blue Christmas


Throughout the year I've posted about some of the wool lap blankets I've woven for others. I decided I wanted two for myself. I began by growing the indigo  - an ancient plant dye and than I dyed the yarn with it. I wove both of them the same size as the other's. I'm really pleased with the pair- they are complementary but different and they will last a very long time and that is important to me. Sent from my iPhone

Thursday, 29 November 2018

Time



Autumn, leaves, tides and seasons all remind me that everything is constantly changing. "What we see around us is temporary and will soon be destroyed, but that which we can't see will last forever." 2 Cor. 4:18 Spending time with God sustains and lifts me up. I know there is a lot of sadness out there and I have had my share of it. I was devastated when my partner left me and my unborn baby - a sadness that has never fully left but I find deep consolation in Him. To anyone out there who has an aching heart - Look to Jesus - he has satisfied me and he can do the same for you.  I want to share a poem by an unknown author titled -The Loom of Time

Man's life is laid in the loom of time to a pattern he does not see, while the weavers work and the shuttles fly till the dawn of eternity.

Some shuttles are filled with silver threads and some with threads of gold, while often but the darker hues are all they may hold.

But the weaver watches with skillful eye each shuttle fly to and fro, and sees the pattern so deftly wrought as the loom moves sure and slow.

God surely planned the pattern: each thread, the dark and fair, is chosen by His master skill and placed in the web with care.

He only knows its beauty, and guides the shuttles which hold the threads so unattractive, as well as the threads of gold.

Not till each loom is silent, and the shuttles cease to fly, shall God reveal the pattern and explain the reason why

The dark threads were as needful In the weaver's skillful hand As the threads of gold and silver For the pattern which He planned.


Thursday, 15 November 2018

Why wool?




I wash my laundry on a scrub board and hang it up to dry on a wire, metal fence. The woolen items are always first to dry - no matter how big, heavy and water logged they may be. This difference is especially noticeable on cool, overcast day's. So when I needed a new winter skirt I chose some New Zealand wool yarn and wove up some yardage. I used my antique treadle sewing machine to sew it on. Handmade clothes - if made reasonably well last a very long time. When it does wear out I will feed it to my wild red wringers in the composting bin.  
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Wednesday, 31 October 2018

Christmas cards for homeless kids


I designed and wove a tapestry and put the image of the finished weaving on Christmas cards. The cost of each card with an envelope is 3.25 Canadian dollars. Fifty cents of each card is going directly to purchase food for northern BC homeless youth. You pay for the  actual shipping; however if your order is 39.00 US dollars the shipping is free if you have them mailed to a continental US address. You will be reimbursed for any shipping overcharges. You should receive your card(s) within one to three weeks. If you like you can help me share the love by purchasing a card(s) at my Etsy shop:
https://www.etsy.com/ca/shop/TheSingingLoom?ref=shop_home_edit 




Sunday, 21 October 2018

To cover or not?



A year ago I read this in my bible, "out of respect for the heavenly angels who are in attendance at worship, women ought to wear something on their heads." 1 Cor. 11:10 2 Timothy 3:16 tells us, "ALL scripture is God-breathed." Isn't it dangerous when you start taking out parts of the bible because it doesn't fit into the culture of our day? Or because it isn't something that you want to do?
I began to wonder - was I missing out on a blessing because I wasn't wearing a covering? I decided to give it a try for a year. It wasn't easy to sew a covering that I felt comfortable wearing. I do not wear it all the time but I do wear it most of the time. What did I learn? It encouraged greater simplicity in my attire and I pray more. I hope that when other's see me they will consider their own relationship with God. I wish that I had started wearing a covering many years ago.