September 30, 2009

Sewing and Bonding


I was happy to bring this fabric home last month. It was the last stretch of the roll and so was put on sale at a very low price. It's thick and sturdy plus the floral design and color did really convince me to buy it eventhough it wasn't on my list that day. I had another plan for it in mind but it turned out to be a perfect fit for our multi-purpose table (a dining table when we have guests, a testing table during school-time, and a work table after school).







Only today, this fabric met my sewing machine. And I'm glad I finally decided to take my machine out from the dark nook under the stairs. It's almost a year since I last enjoyed it. It's an anniversary gift from dear husband 2 years ago. I've sewn many things with it, girls' dresses, curtains, pillow cases, couch covers, etc. Other priorities made me almost forget about it.







But more than my reunion with my sewing machine and the finished table cloth, I'm more than happy that I had my special bonding time with my girls this afternoon . Without invitation, they came to the table as soon as they saw me set-up my stuff. Naomi picked up her long forgotten cross-stitch work and was inspired to finish it. Zoe, too young to work with needles, was content to play with spools and measuring tape. No words spoken, just the light noise of the machine was heard. Hearts are sewn together. Memories are stitched in love.


Any day spent sewing, is a good day.
~Author Unknown


Sewing mends the soul.
~Author Unknown


Take your needle, my child, and work at your pattern; it will come out a rose by and by. Life is like that - one stitch at a time taken patiently and the pattern will come out all right like the embroidery. ~Oliver Wendell Holmes

September 28, 2009

The World in Their Hands



They do it every Monday morning, the first day of school week. They all look forward to their turn to pick a country. Must close eyes and not peek. They trust the Holy Spirit to guide their finger to a country that needs their prayer. Then they study information about the country - its people and culture, the currency, the flag, etc. Then together in a small circle, they gather, eyes closed they hold the globe.




One prays for the children, then another for the parents and teachers. The eldest prays for the government and the its leaders. Our homeschoolers understand the need to pray for every nation.


But today, they didn't do the usual routine. No need to pick a country. They all knew what country needed their prayer most - The Philippines. They watched the flood stricken areas on the internet. They're all familiar to those places. They gather again, held their own flags and began to lift their own nation to God.


And as he taught them, he said, "Is it not written: " 'My house will be called a house of prayer for all nations'....."
Mark 11:17

If my people, who are called by my name, will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then will I hear from heaven and will forgive their sin and will heal their land.
2 Chronicles 7:14

September 26, 2009

Goodbye Summer. See you next year!

It's the end of summer but no fall to welcome. I live in a tropical country where there are only 2 seasons: wet and dry. Rainy days are coming and flooding is expected. At least our yard is prepared for that. I have it all covered with bermuda and carabao grass. It will not be as muddy as last year for sure.

This week I pulled out some old flowering plants to give the ground some rest. Yes, the ground needs rest, too. I saved some seeds and shall be scattered to the ground once ready. So, one can imagine my garden with less flowers and more grass. I'm just glad that when my little sis, Rose, was with me for several months, she helped with gardening and enjoyed taking pictures of every flower. Now I have something to remind myself of how my garden looked like last summer.

Hope you also enjoy these pretty sights that brought joy to my heart the past season.



This one is a fave. I use it as my wallpaper on my computer and now became the new header for my blog. Very original...from my own garden.



I also have ornamental plants that don't have flowers but still beautiful as they are.




And oh, here's more from my rose corner. Actually, I only have four rose bushes but the two always surprise me because they change color each time and I would not know what color to expect until the flower has full-bloomed. And for the four, it's the painful pruning time.



Thank you for taking time to look at the simple pleasures that make my ordinary days special. I appreciate each time you stop by......

Special thanks go to my sis, Rose, for all the pictures and her good eyes for details.


"Each day is a gift, and as long as my eyes open I'll focus on the new day and all the happy memories I've stored away, just for this time in my life."
Author Unknown


"Finally, brethren, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is of good repute, if there is any excellence and if anything worthy of praise, let your mind dwell on these things."
Philippians 4:8


September 24, 2009

Snatched Hope

Ouch! If you know what it takes to hope.....how much inner activities is involved.....it's more than an "ouch" when hope is snatched.

I grow few orchids in one corner of my yard. I'm always happy to see them blooming. I count every bud in each stem -- each bud is a sure promise of a blooming flower --but not always.

To hope for a bloom when you see a bud is not even a pure hope. A pure hope is expecting something which nothing is seen yet. Hoping for rain when you see dark clouds is not... but still we call it hope, pure or just plain, we hope for we know nothing is sure in this world. Anything could happen.


Yesterday, I was proud to show dear husband of the stems of buds of my orchids.


This is how they looked this morning! A bird came and fed on them. Unpleasant surprise. A real disappointment. I felt more than a pinch in the heart, a punch in the stomach, and my jaw tightened.....and this is just all about flowers I was expecting to see.

Everyday the world hopes for more than just flowers. Countless people experience more than a pinch in the heart.

That's why we are taught from the old to put our hope on something steadfast, sure and unfailing.



"..... put your hope in the LORD, for with the LORD is unfailing love and with him is full redemption. "
Psalms 130:7


"There is surely a future hope for you, and your hope will not be cut off."
Proverbs 23:18


"I pray also that the eyes of your heart may be enlightened in order that you may know the hope to which he has called you, the riches of his glorious inheritance in the saints,...."
Ephesians 1:18


"..the mystery that has been kept hidden for ages and generations, but is now disclosed to the saints. To them God has chosen to make known among the Gentiles the glorious riches of this mystery, which is Christ in you, the hope of glory."
Colossians 1:26-27

"Through him you believe in God, who raised him from the dead and glorified him, and so your faith and hope are in God."
1 Peter 1:21


"Now faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see."
Hebrews 11:1

September 19, 2009

Creation's Little Guardian

In her tiny hands she carried Heidi. Her heart was heavy. "I don't want to dig a hole for her yet." She was hopeful that the trip to the vet would help revive her rabbit.


She never left the table where her beloved pet was treated. Hand-clasped, praying and hoping....

The needles no longer scared her. Zoe carefully watched the vet's every move. She knew she could trust a vet. That's why she wanted to be one. She clearly understood the lesson we just did on man's responsibility over God's creation.



Heidi was in coma. Food poisoning... a toxic plant maybe. Heidi needed to be admitted. My mind calculated the cost. I needed dear husband's opinion. "Do it for Zoe. I don't care whether the rabbit dies or lives. What matters most is that Zoe knows we care for the things she cares about." So it was decided.


The little creature was given a shot, an IV and oxygen. This was our last glimpse of her. We left trusting her in the hands of her Creator.

We appreciate your prayers for Heidi...for Zoe's sake.

"A righteous man regardeth the life of his beast........."
Proverbs 12:10




September 15, 2009

Bitter-Sweet Day

Fair weather. Sweet.


Rust and weeds. Bitter.


Blooming orchids. Sweet.


Gardener's rough and sore hand. Bitter.


Bruised knees. Bitter.


Yellow rose creeping into the window. Very sweet!



Too many sights in a day for a camera to cover. Bitter and sweet. They all make our a day.



Celery & bitter gourd. Definitely bitter.
Cucumber and green apple. Sweet


Mix them all together, they bring you good and healthy drink.
Very good for the body as those bitter-sweet sights are also good for our soul.



“The truth is that life is delicious, horrible, charming, frightful, sweet, bitter, and that is everything.”

“Patience is bitter, but it bears sweet fruit.”

“Sour, sweet, bitter, pungent, all must be tasted”