On My Mind — Family, July 29, 2011

On my mind:  Tonight is Family Night. Once a month all the children and grandchildren (that are able) get together for dinner, games,    birthday and anniversary celebrations, songs, thankfuls and devotions.

Thankfuls means everyone tells us three things they are thankful for, it must be something different from what has already been mentioned. Because of differences, one family wasn’t meeting with the rest for several years, when we united again, one grandson didn’t know how to express the word thankful.  He was told to tell of three things he liked or was happy about. Now you should see him, He can hardly contain himself for the happiness he shows when it is his turn to be thankful.

The Grands

The Children and my Mother and her Tilly and us (top row left).

We feel so blest. We all support each other. We all like each other. We are a family.

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Five Minute Friday — Still

         July 29, 2011

So on Fridays, we take the dare to become Word Artists. To throw editing and proof reading and critically raised eyebrows out the window. We finger paint with our words – in pink and blue and dark purple. In glitter glue and bright green.

Just five minutes. No more. No less.



So many aspects of STILL. . .

Too much busyness, Too much noise

So many times wanting STILLNESS

One place were t here is always stillness and rest

Alone with God, the world forbidden
Alone with God, O blest retreat
Alone with God, and in Him hidden
To hold with Him communion sweet.

Blessed Quietness, Holy Quietness,
Blessed assurance to my soul

Yes, borrowed lines from favorite songs that equal still, He is STILL.


picture by: http://www.facebook.com/pages/Cauchy-Visual-Horizon

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Wordless Wednesday

Wordless Wednesday  —  I love zinnias, especially these speckled ones!

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Saturday’s Veggie Stand

The weather is hot.

The Garden is producing.

The Farmer is picking.

Shouldn’t you be at the Veggie Stand on Saturday Mornings?

At 7:30 the Farmer loads up the trailer to take all the stuff that makes up a veggie stand to the end of the driveway. He loads veggies, chairs, foot stool, bags, pop-up shade umbrella, tables, eggs, box of quilts, rack to hang sweaters, rope, clothes pins and a weighing scale.

then poof it is all set up! (Apparently no one thought to take pictures while all the work was being done.)

 Quilt’m – Sunflower Designs  offered for sale three quilts and a set of pillowcases.

Sweaters for toddlers and infants knit by the Farmer’s Wife.

The signs are simple, and will be replaced with new ones telling all that the veggies are pesticide free!


So now if you’ve nothing better to do on Saturday Mornings between 8:00-12:00, come over, visit a while and maybe you’ll find something to take home with you.

Five Minute Friday — Full

July 22, 2011

On Fridays around these parts we like to write. Not for comments or traffic or anyone else’s agenda. But for pure love of the written word. For joy at the sound of syllables, sentences and paragraphs all strung together by the voice of the speaker.

We love to  just write without worrying if it’s just right or not. For five minutes flat.




almost full… half full… stomach full… glass full

grate full… thank full…. vessel full…. heart full

sorrow full,

prayer full…, wonder full…, awe full

force full…, fancy full…, forget  full

cup full…, hope full…, care full…, arms full

so many full ways

so many ways to be full

so much fullness to be weighed

I don’t want to be weighed in the balance and be found wanting.

UN grate.full or UN thank full or UN prayer full or UN care full.

but as in  Luke 6:38  Give, and it shall be given unto you; good measure, pressed down, and shaken together, and running over, shall men give into your bosom. For with the same measure that ye mete withal it shall be measured to you again.


This one is kinda of funky, but that’s what came out. (I cheat-I have to correct spelling mistakes)

Funniest thing, I wanted a cup full picture, googled  ‘cup full picture’ —  half of the pictures were of bras with their cups full!  i guess I should have known.

Opps,  clicked on wrong picture as thumbnail, in this one I’m on the left, baby bro in middle and Mom on the right.

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On My Mind. . .did you ever build a log cabin?

July 22, this is my first time linking to this blog, the blogist (is that a word, am I the first to make it up?) lives in Australia. It is fun to read about different happenings because of different seasons.

I’ve copied her guidelines, hope I get it right!

On my mind …

This is a Friday photo feature that anyone with a blog can join. It opens the door to us sharing our lives through these photos and gives us all a new way to discover each other, and maybe form new friendships. Your photo should show something at home that you’re thinking about TODAY. If you’re in another country you should join in when you read this, even if it’s still Thursday.
To take part, all you have to do is post a photo on your own blog, write a short caption explaining it, and link it back to here. Please write a new post, don’t link to an older one. When your photo is published, come back and add a comment below, with a link to your blog photo so we can all find you. Please visit all the blogs that appeal to you and leave a comment. Slow down, take the time to cruise around and enjoy your cyber visits.

This year I joined the Kaye England, bread & butter society. Yule Logs is the 5th quilting project. SEE my pile of logs!  1 1/2 inch strips, darks and lights, red and blue chimneys, mostly 1800 reproduction fabrics.

May be on a future “On my mind” I’ll have a finished quilt.
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Wordless Wednesday

Wordless Wednesday, a time for  Selah [pause, and calmly think of that]!

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The Simple Woman’s Daybook –July 19, 2011



TODAY is July 19, 2011


Outside my window…since it is 10:05pm, it’s dark , but there is a big moon, not full, and stars


I am thinking…about a line from Walking through the Valley of Vision, the book of puritan  prayers, “May I view all things in the mirror of eternity”

I am thankful for…The Delta breezes of the Sacramento Valley

From my learning rooms…I’m trying to learn to use my time wiser so I can get done the many things I want to do.

From the kitchen…hash browns with bell peppers and red onions and scrambled eggs from the pullets and bantys for dinner

I am wearing…brown skirt and a brown and beige paisley t-shirt

I am creating…starting the 5th project of the Kaye England’s bread & butter society, it’s a log cabin quilt. I’m mostly using 1800’s fabrics from my stash

I am going…to get blood drawn tomorrow for my check up next week,

I am reading…The Scarlatti Inheritance, an early Robert Ludlum

I am hoping…our veggie stand does really well this year. Tuesdays and Saturdays, it’s my picture today.

I am hearing…the roar of the floor fan and not much else

Around the house…the laundry has piled up-do tomorrow

One of my favorite things…watching ocean waves crash on the rocks, I have a favorite spot at Pacific Grove, CA near Monterrey

A few plans for the rest of the week:the laundry, a little cleaning, some knitting and building log cabin blocks

Here is picture I am sharing…


left–Saturday at the street              right —  Tuesday at church

Scripture to go with what I’m thinking  —  Col 3:1-2 If ye then be risen with Christ, seek those things which are above, where Christ sitteth on the right hand of God. Set your affection on things above, not on things on the earth.

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Example of a True Saint of God

Sunday morning, Sister Elina Gonzales, from Cuba, walking with an aluminum crutch was escorted by her son, Carlos, to the pulpit. As she settled herself and prepared to speak, something in my heart responded to this fragile woman. My heart cried, Lord, this is my ‘mama’ (said with a Spanish accent). Never before had I wanted to be able to speak Spanish, I wanted to be able to sit at her feet and listen to her life’s stories.

Born in October, 1930, and saved to serve God at the age of 12 years, the preciousness of the fruit of the spirit like a fragrant garden wafted out to my soul. She has been a pastor since her 20’s and for many years the elected representative for the Churches of God in Cuba.  She worked with Sister Faith Stewart, missionary to Cuba and founder of the Children’s Home in Havana, Cuba.

To say she is an inspiration is an understatement. She is the perfect example of serenity and confidence in God’s power of grace. She could say as Paul,  I know both how to be abased, and I know how to abound: every where and in all things I am instructed both to be full and to be hungry, both to abound and to suffer need. Philippians 4:12.  I feel very blessed to have been privileged to hear her speak.


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Five Minute Friday, July 15, 2011

Friday, July 15, 2011

Writing the date I thought, this is the birthday of the so desired daughter who was once lost but now is found, Happy Birthday, I love you even more.

This exercise is Lisa’s idea, write for 5 minutes, don’t fix or pretty it up. I’ve already fixed two spelling errors, my mom just won’t let me pass them by…. http://thegypsymama.com

Today’s prompt   —   LOSS

How to start without sounding like pity me.

I am intimately aware of the domino effect of loss. Remembering our losses of the past year, a successful business, comfortable income, beautiful home, years of collections, life style, and then health–the Farmer’s aggressive prostate cancer; I find it didn’t hurt as much as before because the Lord has truly helped me to say as Job, ‘the Lord giveth and the Lord taketh away, blessed be the name of the Lord’.

You see, most of the losses were physical things and I remembered the words of Christ:

Matthew 16:26  For what will it profit a man if he gains the whole world and forfeits his life [his blessed life in the kingdom of God]? Or what would a man give as an exchange for his [blessed] life [in the kingdom of God]?

and the words of Paul:

Philippians 3:7-8  But whatever former things I had that might have been gains to me, I have come to consider as [one combined] loss for Christ’s sake.  Yes, furthermore, I count everything as loss compared to the possession of the priceless privilege (the overwhelming preciousness, the surpassing worth, and supreme advantage) of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord and of progressively becoming more deeply and intimately acquainted with Him [of perceiving and recognizing and understanding Him more fully and clearly]. For His sake I have lost everything and consider it all to be mere rubbish (refuse, dregs), in order that I may win (gain) Christ (the Anointed One),

(copied and pasted from the Amplified version of the Bible)

and I realized again,

I still have everything I need

and whether the losses were demanded or voluntary

God will never leave me or forsake me.

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Keep Faith Fresh — Have faith in God.

Mark 11:22  And Jesus answering saith unto them, Have faith in God.

Several years ago in October our middle daughter of five children, at 18 years and 3 months old, decided to leave home. We had some issues, but  hadn’t had discussions because I didn’t know how to talk with my children. (I was raised, as most in my generation,  that  children were not explained to and or encouraged to express their opinions, we were expected to be quiet and obedient, and I was. )  She had finished high school, didn’t have a job, and her only transportation was a bike. She left to live with an old neighbor who had listened to her.

She told us she was leaving, still with little words, she didn’t expect us to listen.  I don’t know how she felt.

I felt like everything I had taught her was being rejected, all the good, all the morals, all the teachings of Christ. At this time I didn’t feel personally rejected, that would come later.  I felt betrayed by the neighbor. I felt crushed and empty. I couldn’t even stay the day she moved her things out, I couldn’t watch her go.

Day after day I cried.  I questioned. I felt so empty, such a huge gaping hole in our home, …in my heart. I tried to look for solace and comfort from my husband but he was hurting, too. I couldn’t talk to family, I felt like a failure and was so ashamed of the failing.  I went to church, I prayed but as some have said, heaven seemed like brass,

Then one night, listening to the song, Yesterday, sung by a gospel group (I don’t even know which one) the Lord spoke to me: you aren’t in control, you can’t make things stay the same or change any thing, other people will change and there is only One who will never, never change.

It was there I found comfort. It was then I could picture those huge hands that hold the world, empty of the world, but waiting for me to place my daughter  into those Hands. She looked so very small. She looked so safe.

Yesterday by George Younce
Yesterday things were different, Today they’re different again
Jesus will never change, Jesus is always the same

1. The sparrow will find a new dwelling, The eagle will change its nest
But I’m holding on the changeless One, And I’m leaning on His breast

2. The river will change, change its course,
The mountains may crumble and fall
Time will leave its mark, they say Upon us one and all

Repeat Chorus

The line ‘Jesus will never, never change’ carried me and I was safe.

Malachi 3:6  For I am the LORD, I change not;

About four years ago, my daughter and I started down the road of reconciliation, it has not been without its  pot holes.  I trying to learn to talk, she is trying to temper her words.

My begining scripture, Have faith in God, isn’t just a nice saying on a plaque or to be cross stitched on a pillow. It is a rock, a firm foundation, a shelter from the changes, a healing for the brokenhearted….

Linking to :    http://www.faithbarista.com/2011/07/what-you-fear-most-is-where-faith-grows/


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The Simple Woman’s Daybook — July 12, 2011

  TODAY is  July 12, 2011
Outside my window…bright sunshiny clear blue skies with a refreshing breeze, tis cooler this week.

I am thinking…about our starting the Farmer’s market this evening, before and after Bible Story Time. and on Saturday mornings.   Lots of zucchini, yellow crooked neck  squash, yellow and green scallop squash and cucumbers are ready for sale.
I am thankful for…the hard working Farmer who is married to me.

From my learning rooms…learning how to adjust to retirement life and a 24-hour husband. Someone said, ‘You marry for better or worse, but not for lunch’. At one time I thought this funny, now….well,  it can be a challenge.

From the kitchen…I’ve gathered ingredients for fresh peach scones with mock devonshire cream,

I am wearing…jean skirt and t-shirt

I am creating…a wall hanging with Kaye England fabrics

I am going…to have to shake off this summer time laziness, in the heat it is so easy just surf the blogs or read a book.

I am reading…Curtain: Poirot’s Last Case by Agatha Christie and Plain Perfect by Beth Wiseman, a Daughters of the Promise, Amish story and listening audio book The Dark Door by Kate Wilhelm. Quite a variety.

I am hoping…my friend and I can visit our friend in Washington.

I am hearing…the Farmer’s tractor working in the garden

Around the house…my desk is drowning in a sea of invoices ad receipts needing to be rescued to the file or the trash can

One of my favorite things…hearing the bird song as I awake

A few plans for the rest of the week: purchasing backing and batting for baby/lap quilt, and attending a special services this weekend, the speaker is coming from Havana, Cuba. She is the Church of God congregation’s  spokeswoman to the Communist government. She is in her 70’s and has held this position for years. Our pastors have visited Havana several times during their Conventions and our congregation has helped with the congregation’s financial needs.

Here is picture I am sharing…

Scripture:   Jeremiah 4:3  For thus saith the LORD to the men of Judah and Jerusalem, Break up your fallow ground, and sow not among thorns.

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The Farmer

The Farmer’s love is growing a beautiful, weed free garden.

His father was a vegetable truck gardener in the central valley, CA from the time the Farmer was about 4-5 years old. The Farmer began planting beans and corn at that young age. As he grew older, he worked in the garden before and after school. He and his Brother dug burr clover and johnson grass from the flower garden as a way to work off excess energy for Mama.

When we bought our first property, an acre, He began gardening on his own. Over the years, we moved sometimes we had a garden sometimes not. When we bought a nice home on 1/2 acre in Carmichael 13 years ago, the Farmer began gardening again in earnest. I told him the garden was fine, but too many times the weeds took over, I really didn’t want a garden all weedy, since the garden would be the main view from our deck.

The Farmer developed his drip system of watering and mulching between the rows.  We had three huge sycamore trees that dropped millions of leaves each year and these were shredded used as mulch and tilled back into the soil each fall. His garden had no weeds!

From his consistent labor a garden grew that was the envy all who visited.  2010 was the last year he had a garden at this property.  This is last year’s garden:

Then we were able to move our RV trailer on the Church’s property to help as caretakers, October, 2011.

and the seeds of garden came with us.

There is a peace about gardening, not too many people will fuss with the Farmer about when he plants and what he plants. Not too many people offer to weed or lay watering lines or pound posts to stake tomatoes and cucumbers.

The Farmer doesn’t really want or need the advice or help, it is his creation.  He plants. He waters. He hoes. He ties and stakes. He weaves the cucumber tenderals into the field fencing.  God gives the increase and blessing.

Both God and the Farmer stand back smiling looking at their handiwork and say, “It is very good.”

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For My Good

My name is Leslie and I am a closet voyeur. I thoroughly enjoy reading others blogs.   I receive encouragement and thoughts for pondering. I find myself nodding and smiling. I am so thankful at this stage in my life I am still not raising children, ( I read a lot of mother’s blogs).

One of my favorite authors is Ann Voskamp  at A Holy Experience. to me her writing is poetry and I think if we were to meet we would become friends if I could get over being in awe of her.  I didn’t note in which post she wrote the following.    It is my springboard for my thoughts today.

“Bless my enemies, O Lord. Even I bless them and do not curse them.
Enemies have driven me into your embrace more than friends have.
Enemies have loosed me from earth more than friends have…
Enemies have made me a hunted animal, finding safer shelter than an unhunted animal does.

I found safest sanctuary in You…may too my enemies-made-grace.
I found greatest grace in You…
may my enemies-made-grace find Your generous grace alive and radical in me.
I found fullest forgiveness in You…
may my enemies-made-grace find faith and freedom in You
and Your forgiveness working surprising ways in me.

The longer I walk with you, Lord,
I find I have no enemies: only your gift of chisels etching me deep.
Bless my enemies, O Lord. Even I bless them and do not curse them.

I am intrigued by Ann’s wording in the second paragraph ‘enemies made grace’.

Those people that seem enemies,
That situation that seems to be working so hard against me,
The illness that has lasted so long,
That word that pierced my heart,
That slight that stung,

As I accept it as from you, Lord,
As I surrender what My ideas and My ways  are about the situation,
As I commit the keeping of my body into His hands,
As I pray for the one who spoke,
As I extend kindness to the one that slighted

God covers each ‘enemy of my soul’ with grace
And it becomes what is needed for my good through God’s working.

Oh, to look beyond what I see on the surface and let God work in all things in me.

Ye have heard that it hath been said, Thou shalt love thy neighbour, and hate thine enemy.But I say unto you, Love your enemies, bless them that curse you, do good to them that hate you, and pray for them which despitefully use you, and persecute you; That ye may be the children of your Father which is in heaven: for he maketh his sun to rise on the evil and on the good, and sendeth rain on the just and on the unjust. Matthew 5:43-45

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Five Minute Friday — July 8, 2011

July 8, 2011


Writing for 5 minutes brings many surprises and and equal number of OOOH’s.

Today’s prompt is GRATEFUL; this is one of my soap boxes.


My first real pondering on being grateful began several years ago when I read ‘Simple Abundance’ by Sarah Ban Breathnach. Her steps toward an abundant life begins with gratitude; then adding order and simplicity to our lives brings harmony whose natural result is beauty and joy.

I realized gratitude started with my acceptance of the gift: sometimes with the deep sigh of “Okay, Lord” and sometimes with gladness.

Gratitude needed me to  surrender my preconceived plans and ideas to be lasting, and for gratitude to be completely real, I needed to submit to God the acceptance and surrendering to the only ONE who really had all things under control.

Acceptance + surrender+commitment = Gratitude

Did you know gratitude and discontentment can’t live in the same heart?


Quote from book:

Both abundance and lack exist simultaneously in our lives, as parallel realities. It is always our conscious choice which secret garden we will tend … when we choose not to focus on what is missing from our lives but are grateful for the abundance that’s present-love, health, family, friends, work, the joys of nature, and personal pursuits that bring us pleasure –the wasteland of illusion falls away and we experience heaven on earth.   Sarah Ban Breathnach

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