Sunday, November 23, 2008

Ever Present Help

Did you ever, and I mean --H O W?!!-- in the world does God take care of us?
Have you ever been aware of Him actually helping you?

I believe God, the Almighty God, helps me always (time) and alway (space).
I will share one event with you, which happened one summer ago.

Two dogs?

About 9 in the morning a guy came to the door; he was all official looking with his ID hanging around his neck, and company clipboard in hand. He was from the new cable-internet-phone company which had been digging, around our town, for several weeks.

He told me that they would be in the easement part of our back yard the rest of the day. I thanked him for telling me, and I asked him if they were going to need anything from me. He said “no, just letting you know we would be there today.” As he walked away I felt a creepy check in my spirit. The guy did not look menacing, or creepy, or scary in any way, and I dismissed the feeling.

Not a minute later, a couple of big dogs were running together across the street—very rare sight in our neighbourhood. I thought “who would let their dogs run? and without a leash?” I watched them turn as if they heard someone calling them, and head toward our front yard. The dogs came right up to our front door and sat looking at me looking at them, as they panted like they had been running for a long time. I went outside to see if they had tags, but, no tags. One had a collar. I shooshed them and told them repeatedly to go home, while motioning with my hand. They just would not leave. Could they have been abandoned? I’ll never know.

It was near 90F already, so I went back inside and got a big stainless steel mixing bowl, filled it with water and took it out for the dogs to drink. They drank it clean, and sat under the red maple’s shade as if they belonged there. I refilled the bowl, and went back inside checking on the dogs every time I walked by the front window.

When they heard me coming near the door or window, they got up excitedly, wagging their tails and expected I would play with them—I thought.

Meanwhile, the cable laying guys came and went to their trucks, had their lunch, and came and went to their trucks some more. The dogs lifted their heads attentively every time one of those guys walked by in the side yard.

I was so intrigued by those dogs that I hardly got anything done, except some dusting and laundry. Those two dogs behaved as if they lived here. Every now and then, I went outside to give them more water, and they greeted me as if they knew me well. They never once sniffed my shoes, or skirt, as most dogs would do. Their behaviour was peculiar, to say the least.

When it was near the time that my husband would be driving up from work, I stayed by the door, to give him the head’s up about those dogs being there. I knew his sense of ‘protector of the wife’ would immediately rise upon seeing the dogs, so I wanted to be outside as he drove up. Sure enough, when he saw the dogs—which did not even look up when the car drove up the driveway—he frowned with concern, but quickly unknitted his brow as he saw me smiling at him. One of the dogs glanced, uninterested, at him as we came up to the door, and laid his head back down on his paws.

I told my husband the whole dog story, and when he noticed the cable-internet-phone guys in the back yard, I told him about the guy from the morning.

While hubby was freshening up I notice the dogs drinking a little water and then walking away, and soon trotting and running just as they had come in the morning.

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When hubby came back to the kitchen, noticing the dogs were not where they had been, we both wondered and speculated if the Lord had sent them to protect me from those guys. Their assignment completed, they left. Only God knows if one of those guys would have been up to no good that day, or would have thought to do me evil, if it had not been for those two huge dogs, sitting in our front yard all day. I imagined those guys would be well acquainted with guard dogs, and these two big dogs would look threatening—two of them, at that, and untethered! They could have growled, chased them, or barked…but did not. Just sat and watched.

These scriptures came to mind as I saw the dogs disappear in the distance:

“He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty.” (Ps. 91:1)

“The LORD is good, a strong hold in the day of trouble; and he knoweth them that trust in him.” (Nah 1:7)

Thank you, Lord!

Friday, November 14, 2008

Finally the pink baby sweater

But first, we dance!, no, wait, that's from The King and I.

But first, the outrageous colors of tree death aka 'fall colors'

Back yard-regular-sweet gum,

Waaay in the back, some oaks, and hedges. Also two huge piles of fallen trees to burn next weekend. (DH took this one. Our church's back yard)

Next, comes the skeining of the ravelled 'what-was-I-thinking' sweater. The niddy-noddy made by DH. It is his own design of what I described to him that I needed. He is brilliant! You will not find a better design engineer. But, I digress.

Here are four skeins, all properly curled before their straightening bath, and subsequent weighting on the clothes line--probably tomorrow.

I hung them on the back of the chair, and now they look like a pretzel. (to the upper left you will notice DH's creative hand, on the mouse)

Finally the long awaited for pink baby sweater. Drummmmmm rolllllll....
Just needs the buttons.

And, the very lovely, accompanying pink baby cap.

And a close up of the cuff. Isn't it cute? Soooooo tiny.

The sweater is this one, and the cap is my design. Just regular 5 DPNs, make a tube, decrease, and there you go.
I'll leave you with this,

"For unto which of the angels said he at any time, Thou art my Son, this day have I begotten thee? And again, I will be to him a Father, and he shall be to me a Son?" Heb 1:5

In His hands, ^__^

So very busy

I see that I have not posted for an entire week, sorry.
I took things apart. Put them back together.
Cleaning, laundry, cleaning, shopping, cleaning...

Having out of town company in the next couple of weeks (double YAY!!) I better have a clean house.

If I have time later, I'll post pictures of the knitting.

I'll leave you with this:

"Every wise woman buildeth her house: but the foolish plucketh it down with her hands." Pro 14:1

In HIs hands, ^__^

Friday, November 7, 2008

Elaine Crochet

She has so many YouTubes on crochet. I go to her blog most days, since she has a new video several times per week.
She had not posted for several days--not like her. This morning she gave the news that her little girl passed away in her sleep. Very, very sad. As far as I can tell--no speako the Portugueseo--the little girl had a brain tumor since she was four. Had 10 surgeries in her short, 12 year life.
I posted a comment, gave her a scripture to encourage her. (I found the Bible in Portuguese, found the verse, and copy/pasted it--the Word of God will not return void!)
When I clicked on the comment box, she already had 363 comments.)

Lord, bless her heart and mind, give her peace...draw her to yourself, and fill her with your Spirit.

I'll leave you with this:

"Again, he limiteth a certain day, saying in David, To day, after so long a time; as it is said, To day if ye will hear his voice, harden not your hearts." Heb 4:7

In His hands, ^__^

Saturday, November 1, 2008

Dream BIG

Here at Peasant House we like to dream big.

I, for one have no strictures on how big I like to dream. So, for my *dream house* I like to look at the Horchow Collections

When I was a little girl I had a bedroom sort-of-like-this, but without the canopies--desk and all.

But...I had always wanted one like this,

Of course my parents would not hear of it.

Now, I'm thinking...I could do bedroom #2, but I would have to clear it with DH. I'm sure he will like it, and would not be opposed to it, if I could find some fabric like it in a garage sale...(ha, ha)

Hey, I can dream! You go ahead and dream too.

My whole point of this 'dreamy' post is to make reference to the *new* style of bed spreads.

Had you noticed? A top which covers the mattress, with an attached ruffle. This style is so doable! Quilts would take a lot less time to finish...and I could make more.

In my childhood 'everyone' had this type of bedspread. A one-layer one for summer and a quilted one for winter. But, both with the ruffle....something to consider. Thank you, Horchow, for the inspiration.

Before I forget, I also want to thank Hobby Lobby for not having disgusting, ugly, freaky to little children, decorations in their store.

I went to Hobby Lobby yesterday looking for double pointed bamboo needles, but they were out. However I 'had to' buy some DMC cotton #20 for a project that I have in mind.

So...Thank you Hobby Lobby for not having your store all uglied-up for the door-bell-ringing-by-children-day. (you may have guessed, we don't do 'pagan's holidays')

I'll leave you with this:

"And what agreement hath the temple of God with idols? for ye are the temple of the living God; as God hath said, I will dwell in them, and walk in them; and I will be their God, and they shall be my people.
Wherefore come out from among them, and be ye separate, saith the Lord, and touch not the unclean thing; and I will receive you" 2Co 6:16-17

In His hands, ^__^