I've always had a love for creating and sewing dolls . . . I hang them, place them around the house . . . even doing the holidays I'll mixed them in with my decorations, give them as gifts too. I never seem to get tired of them . . . I've sold many at craft shows over the years, too many to count, but when I look at them lately, they all start to look the same, just a different color I guess.
It's funny I thought I would never get tired or bored making them, but I'm starting to. I think when you are a young mother raising children, creating this whimsical environment for them is sort of something normal to do, at least for me it was. I think I coming into a chapter in my life where this might go to the wayside. I hope not, I don't think I would have anything else to do in my down time, sewing/crafting always has been something I do. It was my peace, my get-a-way.
I've had a calling on my life for a some time now, even with all the commotion that was going on, to get involved with womens prison ministry. I feel that is something I can do. I have no idea how I'm going to get into that, but I feel God will guide me through prayer. I've always had a strong connection to young mothers, to women in general when it comes to the word of God. Before Dave my husband passed away, I used to teach a small bible study to the women in my family once a week and truly enjoyed it.
After Dave passed away and life all of a sudden change drastically, at the time I thought for the worse, was actually for the better. I had to experience some gut wrenching life events to realized that. Always easier to look back, review and learn.
I moved away from my faith, my love for God always remained strong. I just didn't pick up my bible as much, wasn't attending church that often, let alone get involved in church events. Also, I met someone that became very special to me and I step off that horrific world of mine into whole other world. I was so tired of life it self, I just wanted a break.
This is what I've been doing up to a week ago when I was looking at my blog the other day and realized it's been awhile since I took the time to praise God and post something about it. When I looked back at my posting they were all about my crafting, touring on the motorcycle with Rexy, decorating, the new kitchen . . . it was about me and that was so boring.
I do know this, by having an active relationship with God makes my life so much more interesting, worthy. Sharing the word makes my world so much more happier. I'm a new neighbor and a new employee here in Mission Viejo. I need to make some new friends in this new location. Sometimes I so miss my old life before Dave passed away. I think I miss the routine, thinking nothing would ever change and life would stay whimiscal . . . it shattered to a million pieces. So here I am starting over again, trying to build some normal in this life. A new address again, a new relationship, and I guess a new beginning. My kids aka grown up adults living their own lifes now and no longer share a roof with me anymore, sort of makes me sad in a silly way. They were my whole life for a very long time. Even the dog is gone now . . . oh my.
On that thought . . . Rexy I think we need to get a dog . . . lol! Blessings xo
"By day the Lord directs his love, at night his song is with me - a prayer to the God of my life" . . . (Psalm 42:8)
Creating some Halloween cuteness this morning. Raining outside, perfect time to play with my papers again . . And always along with a good cup of coffee. Have a peek . . . love these pin wheels on decorative straws. Still working on this one . . . need to add straw and some seam ribbon.
Bought this glitter from a rummage sale years ago, still works just fine.
Loving the straw, I still have to attach it.
I found this really neat paper store down here in Mission Viejo called "Pages of Tyme", super cute stuff and very reasonably price items. I always enjoy my visits there.
Added this spooky black cat to my creation and tied some black/orange thread to it.
Spirit filled, always loving on my kids, my heart goes to anything tattered, something about being worn out I love. Living this life of mine with a special someone by my side, feeling very blessed to have him too. Passionate about sewing and arts. firstname.lastname@example.org