Mid-life ramblings: Thanks Rebecca

Friday, March 11, 2011

Thanks Rebecca

One of the ladies I follow is oh so creative. I turn green sometimes with envy over her talent. I am not good at putting things together and making them look just right. I went to a Home Interiors Party must have been 20 plus years ago and bought this little basket and a bunch of flowers that the hostess said you just "plop the flowers in and they would be perfect." Well . . . I plopped and plopped and plopped. They just never looked the way they did at the party. Anyway. Rebecca is so talented. I was on her site yesterday and just clicked on one of buttons on people she followed . . and then I clicked on a button on their site . . . and then I clicked on another button and so on . . . they're on my site now. I'm fascinated at how they make things so darn cute on so very little. Maybe I can do this. Hey if I can do dialysis from home and stick myself, surely I can plop and make it right. Don't you think?

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rebecca @ older and wisor said...: Stop already. You're making me sound impressive and we all know impressive is not a word that comes to mind for anyone who knows me.

But you getting inspiration?? That I love.; March 11, 2011 at 10:34 PM

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A Mothers Vigil by Liz Swindle

I WOULD GATHER THEE AS A HEN GATHERETH HER CHICKS Parable O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, thou that killest the prophets, and stonest them which are sent unto thee, how often would I have gathered thy children together, even as a hen gathereth her chickens under her wings, and ye would not! - Matthew 23:37 A Mother´s Vigil: I Would Gather Thee (Modern) On the night before Jesus was crucified, He went to the Mount of Olives overlooking Jerusalem with His disciples. As He sat looking down on the city and people He loved, He lamented, "... how often would I have gathered thy children together, even as a hen gathereth her chickens under her wings, and ye would not!" - Matthew 23:37. Like God, each of us is anxious to gather our own families around us. We long to provide needed comfort amidst the ever growing storms that surround them. In this picture of a worried mother waiting up for a child that isn´t home yet, I painted twelve eggs, symbolic of the number of Jesus´ apostles - those who assisted Jesus in His work - and the thought that God wants to gather all of His children, but that He often does this through the love and efforts of our families here on earth. - Liz Swindle When I saw this, I remembered the tears and prayers for my children. How much must our Father in Heaven weep over us in our sorrows and sins as well.

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