Music is God's language to me

I can't think of how many times I have listened to music and ended up with tears falling. My kids used to just sit next to me and rub my neck while I cried. But it is like God is speaking to my heart. I think it is so important to listen to only the good music so that we don't cloud up our ability to hear that spirit to spirit communication. Our school went to a "contemporary ballet" a few months ago and it was not uplifting. One of the students turned to me and said about some younger children that were watching, "Mrs. Winward, those little kids shouldn't be watching this." She stopped then added, "We shouldn't be watching this!" She was right. People confuse art with indecency. They are not the same, and allowing yourself to be pulled into indecency with the call of, but it is art, is just shameful. Art is to uplift. If it doesn't pull you closer to God, it isn't art, no matter what any expert says.

Wedding

The wedding is over and Cynthia and Thomas are on their way to California. We had a lots of family come to the wedding and that is always nice. Then quite a few people came to the open house, and considering the weather, that was really good of them. It rained or snowed all day long. But that didn't seem to dampen the day and we all made it. We did have a houseful on Saturday, 18 people, that was interesting. Thanks goodness for sleeping bags and mattresses. I am just grateful that everyone is safe. Considering all the challenges of weather, roads and the flooded basement, the day went acceptably well.

Six days till the wedding

All is moving along well. Sara's dress is mostly done. I hope when I get it washed and ironed it will look right. The quilt is done, that is a comfort. I think we have everything set up for the open house. I just hope all goes well, that the weather is nice, that everyone is happy and well. And mostly I hope that the day is everything Thomas and Cynthia want it to be.

Little miracles

This might not sound like a miracle, but it was. Calvin went downstairs last night to get a hammer. I am thinking, it is Sunday! Then he called in that voice that say trouble. The water softener had been dripping in the storage room. Oh brother. The miracles, well he found it, and the water was in the hall but had not gone into the family room so my quilt blocks were dry. Dad worked on fixing the water problem while I started carrying everything out of that room. All the kids totes and boxes are in there. We tore up the carpet in the storage room, threw away the padding. Currently it reminds me of the old days, fan running in the basement. We fixed that old problem, now this. Anyway, we have company coming in less than two weeks. Daniel's room, in which they will be staying, is loaded to the ceiling with tons of stuff. I did want to get it cleaned out. The little miracles are, that Calvin went down there at all, that Mark came and helped so we could turn the water back on, that I had just recently cleared most of the sleeping bags and boxes off of that floor and stored them in the closet or in totes. Nearly nothing is ruined, well except the carpet pad. And the new carpet is safe! I am grateful for little miracles! I am also exhausted!

The wedding is coming

The invitations are ready, the quilt is getting done, the bridesmaid's dress is almost done. The wedding is coming.

Merry Christmas

Oh come let us adore him, Christ the Lord!

Calming at Christmas

I have found a way to calm down at Christmas time. It seems like so many people expect you to do so many things. I enjoy most of the activities, but sometimes, especially with a wedding coming too, I get a bit frazzled. So, when I start feeling a little overwhelmed, I go into the living room and sit by the Christmas tree and start enjoying the lights. I glance over at the empty nativity scene and just start thinking about the meaning of Christmas. I mean really, do you think life was easy for Mary and Joseph? Maybe quieter, but just as difficult. For some reason that calms me down and I can cope with my simple life. We have it pretty easy I think, washers, dryers, dish-washers, sewing machines, so many things to help us but it is too easy to see the hard and not focus on the blessings. My Christmas wish is to learn to focus on the blessings.