Lydia Jo

I strongly suspect that if we saw all the difference even the tiniest of our prayers to God make, and all the people those little prayers were destined to affect, and all the consequences of those effects down through the centuries, we would be so paralyzed with awe at the power of prayer that we would be unable to get up off our knees for the rest of our lives.


~Peter Kreeft



What a beautiful quote... I've had more than one prayer answered lately that I had almost given up on... and yet, I still tend to give up on things.  Figure it's too hard, the situation won't come around.  Shame on me.

So many projects in my head and nothing happening.  Clothing ideas for the children. Things to recover, new curtains to find, kitchen makeover.  I don't know what happened but my house needs my love.

MADE just makes me want to sew.

This lady makes me want to paint my kitchen floors white.  So pretty. 

This post makes me want to design my own clothing.  Do the raw edges make you gasp? 

In a good way.

Ellie is sick.  Or she was sick.  Let's hope it's finished.

Guess who started sucking his thumb?  It isn't Nate.

Although Nate might want to suck his thumb about now.  He's been spending some time cutting slate for my Dad.  It is the dreaded family job.  According to the men in the family.

Nate and I drove Carla to the airport on Friday.  She has had a terrible ordeal with her tickets to Grenada.  Air Jamaica is cancelling it's service to Grenada.  Thus began the drama.  Anyhow, not long after we left for New York, we were so not moving.  Traffic was totally stopped. It was nerve wracking to say the least.  It all worked out and she made it.