
This past Wednesday we had a family photo taken. The first in three years! The weather was gorgeous for mid November.

This is my favorite one!
A welcoming invitation to an ordinary home with an extraordinary purpose and the hope of inspiring and encouraging Christian women in their high calling as keepers at home.
Have you ever read through Proverbs 31 and noticed a small portion of verse 15...the part that says she feeds her maidens? "She riseth also while it is yet night, and giveth meat to her household, and a portion to her maidens". When I reread that again, I said,"A-ha! That's how She did it all!She had maidens!" Wouldn't that be nice? Maids? Not one, but two or more? Are you thinking what I am?Grandma's "Receet for Washing Clothes"
Bild fire in backyard to het kettle of rain water. Set tubs so smoke won't blow in eyes if wind is pert. Shave one hole cake of lie sope in bilin water.
Sort things. make 3 piles. 1 pile white,1 pile cullord,1 pile werk britches and rags.
stur flour in cool water to smooth. then thin down with bilin water.
rub dirty spots on board, scrub hard. then bile. rub cullord but don't boil. just rench and starch.
take white things out of kettle with broomstick handel, then rench, blew and starch.
Hang old rags on fence.
Spred tee towels on grass.
Pore rench water in flower bed. Scrub porch with hot sopy water. Turn tubs upside down.
go put on cleen dress, smooth hair with side combs. Brew cup of tee, sit and rock a spell and ...
count your blessings.
"...and be content with such things as ye have." - Hebrews 13:5
Some time ago, I went to a regional quilt show. It was very fascinating. Many quilts were painstakingly hand sewn over one-hundred years ago. I looked closely...I studied..and envied! Some of these were fancy blankets and had colors that were carefully chosen. Tiny precisely cut pieces were placed beside each other in very ornate patterns. Each stitch was perfectly placed in neat,intricate designs.
Families are like quilts;
lives pieced together
stitched with smiles and tears
colored with memories
and bound by love.
"And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose." Many of us are very familiar with this verse found in the book of Romans. We may even quote it several times a day, especially when trouble occurs. Trouble may come in many different forms. It's the pain and sorrow, distresses, worry and difficulties that occur in our everyday lives. We may worry about meeting our financial obligations, or perhaps we have a wayward child that causes us distress and anxiety. It may be stress over the possibility of an unexpected move (or a flood diversion plan running right through your farm), or a husband's change of job. Instead of allowing trouble to turn us inside out, let's allow God to use it in our lives for good. Trouble really can build our faith. We will never know what God can do for us until we are totally dependent on him. We must truly rely upon Him. We must trust Him that He knows what is best for us. I Corinthians 10:13 tells us "There hath no temptation (or adversity) taken you but such as is common to man: but God is faithful, who will not suffer (or allow) you to be tempted above that ye are able; but will with the temptation also make a way to escape, that ye may be able to bear it." Trouble and adversity come our way to help us to get our eyes on the Lord and depend on Him, thus building our faith.

"Come now, and let us reason together, saith the LORD: though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool"...Isaiah 1:18









Those of you who have been out to my place know that we have a nice long driveway before you get up to the house. Getting the mail is a mid length jaunt down the road...except in the winter. It then becomes a 'five mile' walk (you know-the kind our parents had when they walked to school as a kid, the kind that keeps getting longer and more life threatening as the years go by). With all the snowstorms we've had lately, (and we've had more than our fair share), we have had to get our driveway plowed out several times already. The last few days have been testing my skills as an Indy 500 racer (well, maybe more like a demolition derby driver) just to get out of the driveway. The "Grandpa Car", that's my husband's car so named by my 20 year old daughter because of its endearing looks, has done a fairly decent job of getting us from point A to point B. That is as long as I stay in the ruts. Unfortunately, those ruts aren't very smooth, they aren't straightat all, and they sometimes fill in. So today, I took a running start:
I need to break and preface this with a DO NOT DO THIS AT HOME admonishment. It may not turn out very well.(I hope my husband doesn't read this, he's over in Thailand enjoying 90 degree weather and hopefully will remain oblivious to my attempts at remedying my poor plight stateside in the frozen Northland).
