August 2nd

The Plan of the Master Weaver

Our lives are but fine weavings

That God & we prepare

Each life becomes a fabric planned

And fashioned in His care

We may not always see just how

The weavings intertwine,

But we must trust the Master's hand

And follow His design,

For He can view the pattern

Upon the upper side,

While we must look from underneath

And trust in Him to guide...

Sometimes a strand of sorrow

Is added to His plan,

And though it's difficult for us,

We still must understand

It's He who fills the shuttle,

It's He who know what's best,

So we must wave in patience

And leave to Him the rest.
Not till the loom is silent
And the shuttle cease to fly
Shall God unroll the canvas
And explain the reason why -
The dark threads are as needed
In the Weaver's skillful hand
As the threads of gold & silver
In the pattern He has planned.
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The picture below is not a weaving but a quilt that goes together step by step, piece by piece & the back is not attractive due to the raw  seams &  snipped thread. The quilting on each block reveals the beauty of the quilt.  And so it is with this journey of pain - some days are fairly ordinary & some days there's so much pain & the threads get very tangled & the seams don't match & the seam ripper is used to open the seams & then I try again.

What a wonderful God we have - He is the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the source of every mercy, and the one who so wonderfully comforts & strengthens us in our hardships & trials.
2 Corinthians 1: 3 & 4

 

And Now It Is August

For the next little while, maybe a few days, maybe a few weeks, I plan to post some memories, some readings, some poems & pictures about my journey of sorrow, sadness, my broken heart & also moments of joy by looking back to August 2013 & on. Right now, I'm not sure how much I'll be able to write from my heart. Some days it may be just a picture, some days some thoughts & some days a poem from a card & some days, some scripture that has been meaningful.

LOVE LIVES ON

The gift of love lasts forever.

It cannot wear out or grow old.

It cannot be taken from us.

The gift of love lasts far longer that sorrow.

Which is a shadow, that will in time,

Pass like a cloud

The gift of love is the true inheritance of our hearts.

We carry it with us everyday.

And we pass it on, just as it was given to us.

Quilt Show & Car Show

Sunday afternoon I attended the quilt show & the car show at the Sunflower Festival in Altona.

There were many lovely quilts.

The above picture is only one block of a beautiful quilt that required many, many hours of work.

I like the old classics.

1957 Chevy Bel Air

1957 Chevy

Special Quilt for a Special Lady.

This is my latest finish. A quilt for a special long time friend.

She helped with choosing the 2 main colours & then I added the solid brown & the tone on tone cream colours.

The lighting here shows the colours more in a reddish tone but the colours are more a brownish brick colour.

This was a new pattern that I tried & I was surprised how quickly it came together. Mostly strip piecing. The name of the pattern is "Woven Wonder."

I pieced together some leftover strip pieces that added interest to the backing. 

This quilt is a gift to a special friend who celebrated a special birthday & is a faithful friend.

Road Trip to Alberta

 We made a short road trip to Alberta. Really enjoyed the blue skies, the bright yellow of the blooming canola fields & especially traveling on a  4 lane highway! On our way to Red Deer, we took the highway through Drumheller. Didn't stop to take many pictures enroute.

 A number of us Olfert cousins got together several times & enjoyed connecting again.

3 of us are sisters & we had fun too!!

We enjoyed 3 evenings of Southern Gospel music & were just so very blessed & encouraged by the music.

 Enjoyed a short photo shoot at downtown city hall.

 The flowers were so brilliant!

 Spent on night in Moose Jaw on the way home & snapped this picture.

Then the day after we got home, the carpenter started a new project.

More pictures to come.

Women Refreshed at the Well

 At the urging of my cousin, Lois, who voiced her concern about my mental & physical health due to the Aug. 8th accident, we booked into this beautiful retreat centre that caters especially to women.

I stayed in the Autumn room.

 Lois was in the Winter room. The furnishings & decor have been carefully chosen & compliment each season.

 

 This is a view of the living room. There are several nooks & sitting areas to read, rest & relax.

 On a bathroom floor.

There are several paintings similar to this one on display from an artist. 

(Sorry, I forget the name.)

A picture from the outside. Gardens & walkways are being developed behind the house.  

  There are many pots of flowers on the  wrap-around veranda.

 Love the red front door!

Lois & myself with the hostess, Joy.

A Visit to Pine Ridge Hollow

 My traveling buddy & I spent a couple of day together this past week & began with a visit to Pine Ridge Hollow, north east of Winnipeg.  First we enjoyed lunch & it was delicious.

 Flowers were in full bloom.

 Loved the chickens & the miniature goats.

 We also spent some time browsing in the gift shop.

After coffee & dessert, we left for our next designation.

More on the next blog.