From the fulness of God's grace, we have all received one blessing after another. John 1:16



Showing posts with label Stories Poems Verses Etc. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Stories Poems Verses Etc. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Spring Has Sprung...

Just stopped by to wish everyone
Happy First Day of Spring

                                  ~Picture borrowed from a Facebook friend


The calendar says it's the First Day of Spring
But, Here in Indiana it feels more like
the First Day of Summer...
Our high today is to be around 85F.
Makes me wonder what Summer will be like?????

Love & Hugs,
Terry

All Scripture is inspired by God and profitable for teaching, for reproof, for correction, for training in righteousness.    ~2Timothy 3:16 (NASB)




Thursday, March 15, 2012

The Next Few Days...

The next few days are going to be very busy....
(procrastination is a very bad thing)
Four sewing projects to finish and mail,
Way too many cards swaps to make and mail,
Children's Church lesson to prepare,
My niece's Baby Shower to attend,
and St. Patrick's Day,
 so for all my blogland
 friends and family this is for you


Happy St. Patrick's Day

Blessings to All,
Terry 

Saturday, March 3, 2012

This & That

These are some pics from some of my Facebook friends
and some of the Facebook pages that I "Like".
I thought they were too good not to share...
Enjoy


























Thanks for stopping by,
hope you found something here that made you smile or
lifted your spirit:)

Love & Hugs,
Terry

Monday, January 30, 2012

This & That

-Nancy Earnheart photo
Had to share this with you...
Borrowed from a Facebook friend.
I think this will be my new motto:)
Pretty much describes me!!!

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Here are the four different Disappearing 9 Patch blocks
I made for a swap.  Made 6 of each - sent 5 to swap out,
kept one for myself.  They are now on their way to Florida.
Can't wait to see the ones that will soon be coming my way:)

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And here are the fabrics I have chosen for the next quilt block swap.
This swap is a Red & White Block Swap, the blocks will be 
of the maker's choice.  I plan to make four sets of these also.
Still choosing blocks, well actually I've chosen some blocks,
now I need to narrow it down to just four :)

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-Thomas McCalmont photo
 
And one last Facebook photo share..
This is just too cute!!!
 
 
 
Have a blessed week.
 
Love & Hugs,
Terry

Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Life Thought


An old Cherokee is teaching his grandson about life.

"A terrible fight is going on inside of me between two wolves.
One wolf is evil with anger, envy, regret, self pity, pride,
lies, resentment, and ego."
"The other wolf is good and is filled with joy, love, hope, serenity,
kindness, generosity, truth, compassion, and faith."
"And grandson, the same fight goes on inside you, and everyone you know."

The child thought for a minute and said, "Grandfather, which one will win?"

And the old Cherokee simply replied.......
"Whichever one you feed!"

Story borrowed from a friend.
Picture from  Legends of America.

Hugs & Blessings,
Terry
Train up a child in the way he should go,
And when he is old he will not depart from it. 
                                    ~Proverbs 22:6



Thursday, September 1, 2011

Good Bye August ~ Hello September

To every thing there is a season,
and a time to every purpose
under heaven.  Ecclesiastes 3:1

"Abide in me, and I in you.
As the branch cannot bear fruit of itself,
except it abide in the vine...
I am the vine, ye are the branches."  John 15:4-5


Pictures from Inspirational Life Calendar.
Verses from God.


Love, Hugs, and Blessings,
Terry

Sunday, July 3, 2011

Garden Quotes

The greatest gift of the garden is the restoration of the five senses.  
~ Hanna Rion 
 In my garden there is a large place for sentiment.  My garden of flowers is also my garden of thoughts and dreams.  The thoughts grow as freely as the flowers, and the dreams are as beautiful. ~ Abram L. Urban


Gardening is about enjoying the smell of things growing in the soil, getting dirty without feeling guilty, and generally taking time to soak up a little peace and serenity.
                 ~Lindley Karstens




You can bury a lot of troubles digging in the dirt.      ~Author unknown

Coffee. Garden. Coffee.  Does a good morning need anything else?
~ Betsy C. Garmon


Pictures were taken by me on one of my trips to Amish country,
Shipshewana, Indiana
The gardens were too beautiful to leave behind...so I brought them with me,
Now I can visit anytime I want :)

Love, Hugs, & Blessings to All,
Terry

Saturday, May 8, 2010

Psalm 23


The Lord is my Shepherd...that's a Relationship!
I shall not want...that's Supply!
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures...that's Rest!
He leadeth me beside the still waters...that's Refreshment!
He restoreth my soul...that's Healing!
He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness...that's Guidance!
For His namesake...that's Purpose!
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death...that's Testing!
I will fear no evil...that's Protection!
For thou art with me...that's Faithfulness!
Thy rod and thy staff they comfort me...that's Discipline!
Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies...that's Hope!
Thou annointest my head with oil...that's Consecration!
My cup runneth over...that's Abundance!
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life...that's Blessing!
And I will dwell in the house of the Lord...that's Security!
Forever...that's Eternity!
                                              Author Unknown

  I have never seen or heard Psalm 23 explained so simply, or in such an understandable beautiful way.  A fellow blogger allowed me to copy this from her blog, Thank you very much Pam.

Hugs & Blessings,
Terry
*Picture is borrowed from a free Christian Clip Art site. 

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Spring????

Though Spring doesn't officially arrive until this Friday, today felt like and looked like Spring.
Our temperatures made it into the lower 70's, the sun was shining, birds were singing, and there are patches of green appearing in the winter-browned grass. I also noticed that my Bleeding Heart plant has tiny new sprouts poking through the ground.

The robins, bluebirds, and a few finches have returned. And all the male birds are doing their cute little "look at me" dances for the females! I do believe I heard one bird couple arguing over the construction of their nest...such back & forth chattering they were doing... I had to laugh out loud at them.

I was able to hang my laundry out on the clothes line!!! There just isn't anything like the smell of clothes that have hung out on the line, and the whites just look so much whiter after a good dose of sunshine. The grandkids rode bikes, and played pitch & catch; and are now fast asleep, completely worn out from all that outdoor play and fresh air.

I have now begun to plan my vegetable garden. Hopefully the potatoes will be out on April 10th, with many more veggies following soon after. I am looking forward to eating fresh from the garden this year, and of course I will do some canning and freezing for the winter.

I truly love our change of seasons, but I was really growing tired of Winter this year, it seems to have drug on and on. I am ready for Spring!!!

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

A Walk Down Memory Lane

At the Dear Jane Alternate List there has recently been a lot of talk about strange creatures of the past... Aprons. Do you remember those dinosaurs? Well, I received one last summer from a friend, and it brought back a flood of treasured memories of my Mother and my Grandmothers wearing their aprons. So I now have mine hanging in plain view in my kitchen, and on occasion, I can be caught wearing it. And guess what, my granddaughter loves wearing it too :)
A wonderful lady from the Dear Jane Group passed on the following writing, and I want to share it with all of you. Maybe it will bring back some almost forgotten memories for you too. I'm not sure our children today know what an apron "really" is, so you might want to share this with the children in your life. Maybe we can bring this old dinosaur back to life!
THE HISTORY OF APRONS
The principal use of Grandma's apron was to protect the dress underneath, because she only had a few, and it was easier to wash aprons than dresses. Aprons used less material, but along with that, they served as a potholder for removing hot pans from the oven.
They were wonderful for drying children's tears, and on occasion were even used for cleaning out dirty ears.
From the chicken coop, the apron was used for carrying eggs, fussy chicks, and somtimes half-hatched eggs to be finished in the warming oven.
When company came, those aprons were ideal hiding places for shy children. When unexpected company drove up the road, it was surprising how much furniture that old apron could dust in a matter of seconds!
And when the weather was cold, Grandma wrapped it around her arms.
Those big old aprons wiped many a perspiring brow, bent over the hot wood stove. Wood chips and kindling were brought into the kitchen in that old apron.
From the garden, it carried all sorts of vegetables. After the peas were shelled, it carried out the hulls.
In the Fall, the apron was used to carry in apples that had fallen from the trees.
When dinner was ready, Grandma walked out onto the porch, waved her apron, and the men knew it was time to come in from the fields to dinner.
It will be a long time before someone invents something that will replace that 'old-time apron' that served so many purposes.
*They would go crazy today trying to figure out how many germs were on that old apron. But I don't think I ever caught anything from an apron :)
Thank you so much, Leona, for passing this along.

Saturday, January 3, 2009

This poem is for two very special people in my life, my Mother & my Sister-in-Law, who both happen to love cardinals.

Winter Interlude
O.J. Robertson
In a red topcoat
And black cravat
On a snowy bough
A cardinal sat,
A flame of fire
In a frame of white.
The bird was a thrill
To sound and sight
When he fluffed his feathers
And sang for me
A beautiful scarlet melody.
Then spreading his wings
He flew away,
Never knowing
He had made my day.