There is this thing called life that just seems to get in the way of my sewing. One of the things that I read a long time ago and the older I get I think it is very true.
Finding Holiness in the Ordinary:
"Henri Nouwen, in his book Out of Solitude, tells of an old Notre Dame Professor who had always complained that his work was constantly being interrupted. Like so many of us, he longed for the freedom to concentrate fully on what he considered important. Late in his life, however, the professor came to realize what he wished he had known all along that the interruptions were his work."
" The interruptions are the work. The pieces are the whole. We cannot wait for a total, personal revelation of all that God has for us to be handed down in one lump sum. God reveals Himself to us bit by spiritual bit. Even our broadest visions and our highest goals, once we know them, must be broken down and lived out in the small particulars of our every day lives if they are to have meaning."
When God Shines Through
So every time I realize I am running around like a chicken with my head cut off, and not getting a single thing I planned done, I jerk myself back to reality and say this whole page to myself.
I planned to show you all of the things I didn't get finished, but my computer did updates this week, so it won't read my card. So you just have to take my word for it. Lots of things started just not finished. I drew out three rugs, freehand. It was so much fun.
I hope you have a lovely Friday and a even more wonderful weekend.
Thank you so much for stopping by today.
" Don't be afraid of death; be afraid of an unlived life."
---Tuck Everlasting, Natalie Babbitt-1975