I was looking through my files and enjoying pictures from days gone by! Aw! I still have these Aussie slippers, but I really miss the brick red pants. I wore them out. I don't like the skinny-legged colored pants. They make me look like Humpty Dumpty! LOL!
I want to EAT baked goods, but I don't seem to want to BAKE them. Isn't this ginger cookie beautiful? I made it a long time ago. Sigh. Our Christie is an excellent baker and we've been enjoying her chocolate chip cookies (the BEST!) and her snickerdoodles. I must make the bowl of apples into a crisp. I just don't do it, but I want to EAT crisp/crumble.
Please pray that James will take a bottle. The doctor recommended that they supplement his diet because he's active and slim.
Over a year ago, when we visited the Corrie ten Boom Museum (a highlight of my life) I took a photo of Corrie's tapestry. Here's her poem that goes with it:
My life is but a weaving between my God and me,
I do not choose the colours, He works so steadily.
Oft times He weaves in sorrow, and I in foolish pride,
Forget He sees the upper, and I the underside.
Not till the loom is silent, and the shuttle cease to fly,
Will God unroll the canvas, and explain the reason why.
The dark threads are as needful in the Weaver's skillful hand,
As the threads of gold and silver in the pattern He has planned.
That isn't my thumb. We had the loveliest Dutch woman as our tour guide. We were the only ones on the tour (a cancellation) and both Bill and I were so moved.
Take heart if your canvas is messy and disorganized, crazy and chaotic, discouraging and boring. He sees the other side! Yay!