Saturday, October 24, 2009

Praise You in the Storm

Storm on the Sea of Galilee, by Rembrandt

I posted this Casting Crowns song Praise You in the Storm a while back but because it is such a powerful and heart moving one, I felt inclined to post it again.
Take notice of the Bible verses at the end of the video...

Then they cried out to the LORD in their trouble,
and he brought them out of their distress.
He stilled the storm to a whisper;
the waves of the sea were hushed.
They were glad when it grew calm,
and he guided them to their desired haven.
Psalm 107:28-30
May you be blessed and encouraged by this once again.

You may also enjoy this Bebo Norman praise and worship song titled
I Will Lift My Eyes.

Thursday, October 22, 2009

Show and Tell Friday ~ Vintage Pattern

My mom was an avid seamstress and a perfectionist. Every seam was over-locked and every button securely attached. Our little fingers would be sore pushing those buttons through the tight buttonholes but those babies were never falling off.

Her hard work paid off as the items she made lasted
through generations of use.
This Little Bo Peep pattern was originally made for my sister
(notice the 1952 date.)

Here I am wearing the Bo Peep costume with a neighbor ghost and a cousin wearing a pirate costume made originally for my brother in 1952. His grandson wore it last year.
Removing the cummerbund, adding a vest and big bonnet, a slightly different costume was created for the following year.

My daughter, Jill continuing the tradition.
Our thespian daughter, Jamie wore the costume in a school play.
Here is my sweet granddaughter, Keri Jill, feeling pretty special in
Mom-Mom's Little Bo Peep costume.
She even found her lost sheep ♥
This costume, along with many others my mom has made, has been loaned out to many cousins, neighbors and friends through the years. Though threadbare in places and less crisp than before, it is still making the rounds. This year, when my daughters friend told her that her little Gracie wanted to be Bo Peep for Halloween, she replied...
I have a costume!

Cindy at My Romantic Home has lots more Show & Tell Friday to share.

Memorizing Psalm 40

Our pastor reminded us of Psalm 40 and my sweet friend Phyllis, inspired me to memorize it. For almost twelve years, Phyllis has been seriously committing Scripture to memory. She shares on her blog On Wallin Pond a great way of helping accomplish this goal.
I have great difficulty memorizing anything so this will be a challenge for me. But I am going to do my best.
Psalm 40
For the director of music. Of David. A psalm.
1 I waited patiently for the LORD;
he turned to me and heard my cry.
2 He lifted me out of the slimy pit,
out of the mud and mire;
he set my feet on a rock
and gave me a firm place to stand.
3 He put a new song in my mouth,
a hymn of praise to our God.
Many will see and fear
and put their trust in the LORD.
4 Blessed is the man
who makes the LORD his trust,
who does not look to the proud,
to those who turn aside to false gods. [a]
5 Many, O LORD my God,
are the wonders you have done.
The things you planned for us
no one can recount to you;
were I to speak and tell of them,
they would be too many to declare.
6 Sacrifice and offering you did not desire,
but my ears you have pierced;
burnt offerings and sin offerings
you did not require.
7 Then I said, "Here I am, I have come—
it is written about me in the scroll.
8 I desire to do your will, O my God;
your law is within my heart."
9 I proclaim righteousness in the great assembly;
I do not seal my lips,
as you know, O LORD.
10 I do not hide your righteousness in my heart;
I speak of your faithfulness and salvation.
I do not conceal your love and your truth
from the great assembly.
11 Do not withhold your mercy from me, O LORD;
may your love and your truth always protect me.
12 For troubles without number surround me;
my sins have overtaken me, and I cannot see.
They are more than the hairs of my head,
and my heart fails within me.
13 Be pleased, O LORD, to save me;
O LORD, come quickly to help me.
14 May all who seek to take my life
be put to shame and confusion;
may all who desire my ruin
be turned back in disgrace.
15 May those who say to me, "Aha! Aha!"
be appalled at their own shame.
16 But may all who seek you
rejoice and be glad in you;
may those who love your salvation always say,
"The LORD be exalted!"
17 Yet I am poor and needy;
may the Lord think of me.
You are my help and my deliverer;
O my God, do not delay.

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Outdoor Wednesday ~ Eerie & Beautiful

Puttering in my home, I heard an eerie high-pitched drone growing louder and louder. The noise drew me outside. Filling all of the high branches of the trees were hundreds of squawking black birds. As I rounded the corner of the house they suddenly flew off. All of the clamoring sound was gone... that fast!

Then my eye caught the beautiful jewel-tone colors of the hydrangea bushes. The cooler days turned the fading bloom colors into vivid shades of autumn. I gathered three huge vase-fulls of these giant flowers and plan on enjoying them through the coming winter days.

I'm heading over to for more Outdoor Wednesday... want to come along?

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Tuesdays with Dorie ~ Sweet Potato Biscuits

Joining those baking with Dorie, this weeks recipe was was chosen by Erin of Prudence Pennywise.  I am not a big fan of eating or baking biscuits, so I was apprehensive about giving these a try.
The recipe uses canned sweet potatoes for convenience but says fresh ones can be used if desired.

The obvious choice for me was to toss a few sweet potatoes into the (toaster) oven. I could have stopped right there, as a fresh baked sweet potato with a little butter, salt, pepper and a sprinkling of brown sugar is as delicious a treat as any (in my humble opinion).
I know they are ready when the sugars caramelize and begin to ooze out the cuts in the skin.
I mashed about a cup and continued on with the recipe.
Since I had it in the pantry, I grated just a little (optional) fresh nutmeg into the dry ingredients.
Then gently combined the ingredients, rolled and cut into circles.
The recipe should yield 18 biscuits... I had far fewer.
The result ~ wonderfully delicious!
Even without the butter and orange marmalade, they are tender and favorable. I like the color and texture as well. They did rise well and have a nice rounded top.
I prefer muffins but would definitely make these biscuits again for an occasional change. Although the biscuits were light and flaky, I think next time I might moisten the mashed sweet potato a bit and see if that does anything to increase the yield.

Sweet Potato Biscuits
by Dorie Greenspan
Estimated Cost: $2.50 for a dozen (using fresh sweet potato)Soft and creamy-textured, with flaky layers, these biscuits satisfy like cake.
Using canned sweet potatoes makes them easy to prepare at a moment's notice. I use canned sweet potatoes packed in light syrup -- I just drain the potatoes and mash them with a fork. If you've got leftover cooked sweet potatoes or yams, give them a good mashing, measure out 3/4 to 1 cup and you're good to go.

Makes about 18 biscuits
2 cups all-purpose flour
2 tablespoons (packed) light brown sugar
1 tablespoon baking powder
1 teaspoon salt
3/4 stick (6 tablespoons) cold unsalted butter, cut into 12 pieces
2 15-ounce cans sweet potatoes in light syrup, drained and mashed
Pinch of ground cinnamon or freshly grated nutmeg (optional)
GETTING READY: Center a rack in the oven and preheat the oven to 425 degrees F.
Get out a sharp 2- to 2 1/4-inch-diameter biscuit cutter, and line a baking sheet with parchment or a silicone mat.
Whisk the flour, baking powder, salt and spice, if you're using it, together in a bowl. Add the brown sugar and stir to incorporate it, making sure there are no lumps. Drop in the butter and, using your fingers, toss to coat it with flour. Quickly, working with your fingertips (my favorite method) or a pastry blender, cut and rub the butter into the dry ingredients until the mixture is pebbly. You'll have pea-size pieces, pieces the size of oatmeal flakes and pieces the size of everything in between -- and that's just right.
Add the sweet potatoes to the bowl, grab a fork, and toss and gently turn the ingredients until you've got a nice soft dough. Now reach into the bowl with your hands and give the dough a quick, gentle kneading -- 3 or 4 turns should be just enough to bring everything together.
Lightly dust a work surface with flour and turn out the dough. Dust the top of the dough very lightly with flour and pat the dough out with your hands or roll it with a pin until it is about 1/2 inch high. Don't worry if the dough isn't completely even -- a quick, light touch is more important than accuracy.
Use the biscuit cutter to cut out as many biscuits as you can. Try to cut the biscuits close to one another so you get the most you can out of this first round. By hand or with a small spatula, transfer the biscuits to the baking sheet. Gather together the scraps, working them as little as possible, pat out to a 1/2-inch thickness and cut as many additional biscuits as you can; transfer these to the sheet. (The biscuits can be made to this point and frozen on the baking sheet, then wrapped airtight and kept for up to 2 months. Bake without defrosting -- just add a couple more minutes to the oven time.)
Bake the biscuits for 14 to 18 minutes, or until they are puffed and golden brown. Transfer them to a cooling rack -- cooled a bit, they're more sweet potatoey. Give them 10 to 15 minutes on the rack before popping them into a basket and serving.
SERVING: Unlike most biscuits, these are best served after they've had a little time to cool. They are as good at brunch (they're great with salty ham and bacon) as they are at tea (try them with a light cheese spread and/or marmalade). Or have them with butter or jam, fruit butter or fruit compote.
STORING: You can keep the biscuits in a plastic bag overnight and give them a quick warm-up in the oven the next day, but you won't recapture their freshly made flakiness.

Monday, October 19, 2009

His Eye is on the Sparrow

and I know he watches me.

~art work by Abbey~

Why should I feel discouraged?
Why should the shadows come?
Why should my heart feel lonely?
And long for heaven and home

When Jesus is my portion
A constant friend is He
His eye is on the sparrow
And I know He watches over me
His eye is on the sparrow
and I know He over watches me
His eye is on the sparrow
and I know He watches me

I sing because I'm happy
I sing because I'm free
His eye is on the sparrow
And I know He watches me (He watches me)
His eye is on the sparrow
And I know He watches (I know He watches)
I know He watches me

(I) I sing because I'm happy
I sing because I'm free
His eye is on the sparrow
And I know He watches me (He watches me)
His eye is on the sparrow
I know, He watches me
He watches me
He watches me
I know
He watches me.

[the song was originally written in 1905 by lyricist Civilla D. Martin and composer Charles H. Gabriel]

Civilla said this about her inspiration to write it based in the scriptures outlined below,
Early in the spring of 1905, my hus­band and I were so­journ­ing in El­mi­ra, New York. We con­tract­ed a deep friend­ship for a cou­ple by the name of Mr. and Mrs. Doo­lit­tle—true saints of God. Mrs. Doo­lit­tle had been bed­rid­den for nigh twen­ty years. Her hus­band was an in­cur­a­ble crip­ple who had to pro­pel him­self to and from his bus­i­ness in a wheel chair. De­spite their af­flict­ions, they lived hap­py Christ­ian lives, bring­ing in­spir­a­tion and com­fort to all who knew them. One day while we were vi­sit­ing with the Doo­lit­tles, my hus­band com­ment­ed on their bright hope­ful­ness and asked them for the se­cret of it. Mrs. Doo­lit­tle’s re­ply was sim­ple: "His eye is on the spar­row, and I know He watch­es me." The beau­ty of this sim­ple ex­press­ion of bound­less faith gripped the hearts and fired the imag­in­a­tion of Dr. Mar­tin and me. The hymn "His Eye Is on the Spar­row" was the out­come of that ex­per­i­ence.
-- Civilla Martin
Matthew Chapter 6:26
26 Look at the birds of the air; they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they?
Matthew Chapter 10:29-31.
29 Are not two sparrows sold for a farthing? and one of them shall not fall on the ground without your Father.
30 But the very hairs of your head are all numbered.
31 Fear ye not therefore, ye are of more value than many sparrows.

Sunday, October 18, 2009

his hands

He loves to hold my hand.

Sitting in the car,

Standing side-by-side in church,

Walking down the street.

I love his hands.

Big. Warm. Strong.

He holds my hand


He holds my heart.

I'm forever in love.
Happy 34th Anniversary to the Love of my Life

I am my beloved's and my beloved is mine
Song of Solomon 6:3


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