I dare us…

I was out of town for a few days serving on National Council for Fellowship of Evangelical Baptist Churches http://www.fellowship.ca/, of which my church http://srf.connect.com/ is a member.

During our meetings someone shared a prayer by Sir Francis Drake, who was an explorer and naval pioneer during the Elizabethan era.
It spoke to me.
It challenged me.
I share it with you.

“Disturb us, Lord, when we are too well pleased with ourselves, when our dreams have come true because we have dreamed too little, when we arrive safely because we have sailed too close to the shore.

Disturb us, Lord, when with the abundance of things we possess, we have lost our thirst for the waters of life; having fallen in love with life, we have ceased to dream of eternity; and in our efforts to build a new Earth, we have allowed our vision of the new heaven to dim.

Disturb us, Lord, to dare more boldly, to venture on wider seas where storms will show your mastery; where losing sight of land, we shall find the stars. We ask you to push back the horizons of our hopes; and to push into the future in strength, courage, hope, and love.”

—Sir Francis Drake

Wow. I dare us to pray that one, and mean it.

Have a… disturbing day.

June 23, 2010 - 6:16 pm

Jennifer - I actually LOVE this.

June 23, 2010 - 7:26 pm

JLYeomans - Powerful…


Organize It

For some of us organize is a dirty word, for others this word brings comfort like a good book or a hot cup of tea. I realize that there are natural born organizers and I applaud you! There are others that I call the “want-a- be”. They are always saying “I want to be more organized but just don’t know how”. I fall somewhere in the middle. I love organizing but still have many areas in my house that need work (my Tupperware cupboard for one).
As many of you know, I do a lot of paper crafting. With any kind of crafting there is always a ton of stuff!! So I am always on the hunt for creative ways to organize. I came across this great project to help contain some of my supplies. It came with the frame and little boxes that you need to assemble. You use paper to decorate the boxes anyway you want and the boxes are a perfect size for storing smaller items. I snapped a few pictures as I went along.

The project only took a few hours to complete and matches my scrapbooking room perfectly. As I was working on the boxes, I thought of a few other places in the house to use something like this. It would be great for a little boy to store Lego. You could even glue little Lego pieces as the pulls for the drawers and use bright colors to decorate the boxes. You could make one for a little girl’s room to hold barrettes, ribbons and elastics or jewelery. It could be used to store sewing supplies. The possibilities are endless.

For those of you who find organizing overwhelming, start with one drawer or closet. Work up to a whole room. When you have the right tools and the right frame of mind organizing can be rewarding.

I can hear my Tupperware cupboard calling my name…must go…organize it!

June 23, 2010 - 1:03 am

dpierce - I LOVE THIS! WHERE did it come from? I fear I’ve passed my love for organizing on to my daughter. She’s constantly re-organizing her earrings and closet. Poor kid, it’ll be a long life for her! :) When you’re a Mom, it doesn’t seem to matter how much you LOVE organizing, there’s always one more cupboard or closet to be done. What a relative post after spending the ENTIRE day cleaning out / organizing the playroom! Bins and labels make me happy! I need a t-shirt that says that! LOL!

June 23, 2010 - 1:29 am

Lauri Ann - Absolutely GORGEOUS! You are so gifted Janet-Lynn!

June 23, 2010 - 2:12 pm

Lisa Frankland - I can name a couple tupperware cupboards that could use your expertise and talent JL.
This is a great storage idea, really pretty too!


Head shot only please…

How many of you dodge a picture as soon as you see a camera? I might not dodge the camera but I’ll say “Can you just get a head shot please?” Everything from the neck down is off limits for pictures. If people were to look through my family photos, they would wonder “Where is the rest of her body”. So, to end these “head shots”, I joined a weight loos program the other day for what seems like the millionth time to try and lose some weight. Stepping on that scale was humbling because there is NO denying what number pops up. I was a few pounds away from my delivery weight of my first child. Whoa! I was welcomed with open arms and I felt like I was the most important person in the room. The panel of women lead us like it was a comedy show which kept it light and fun. All was fine and dandy until a lady tapped me on the shoulder and said “I need to take a before picture”. I stood there head and body attached for a picture. The only thing that made it ok was that it was a BEFORE picture. I am not alone as I have a great friend right alongside me for encouragement and accountability. And so goes the adventure for an end to the “head shots”.

June 21, 2010 - 7:22 pm

JLYeomans - Lauri-Ann…head shot or body shot you will look gorgeous! You are beautiful inside and out!

June 23, 2010 - 2:19 pm

Lisa Frankland - Oh LA, how many of us can sooooo relate. Well, I certainly can. I’ll cheer you one lady, lady.


It’s Monday and I Just Can’t BEAR It!

If you’ve been to my house lately you’d see that I have a little taste of Christmas still kicking around. On my kitchen window sill sits some cute little festive-like bears spelling out the words “Merry Christmas.” I’m ashamed of it….sooooo ashamed but I’ll be darned if I’m taking them down. Six months ago…SIX! I asked my dear dear husband to get the box for me for them, from the high up Christmas box in the basement. He kept forgetting…and forgetting…and forgetting…and so began the saga of the festive Christmas bears. Now we treat them like a joke. Who will bend and take down the bears first? But it’s no joke. We both suffer from EXTREME stubborness. I’m sure in his head he wonders why I don’t just climb up and get the box myself, and I just don’t understand how someone can forget THAT much. So there they sit, in all their holiday glory. Now, seeing as how my dear husband rarely looks out that window, I fully realize that the problem is mostly mine (mostly). Until I bring it up, he doesn’t even remember they’re even there. This morning I looked at them and thought, “it’s a new week, I should start off Monday right and take those down.” Yes, that’s what I thought. But I couldn’t, nope I couldn’t. Being stubborn is a terrible disease, and I KNOW I’m not the only one out there who suffers with it. How would our lives…our relationships be different if being stubborn just wasn’t a factor? If we could just admit when we’re wrong, be the bigger person, ask for forgiveness when it really was our fault?? I can’t imagine how frustrating it much be for Jesus to watch us doing such ridiculous things for the sake of stubborness. It’s a disease, but a curable one. I can’t say I’m cured, or will be anytime soon, but maybe by the next time I talk to you I can bring myself to take…down…those…BEARS!
June 21, 2010 - 4:12 pm

Tanya - It’s ok Jennifer. . . I usually take a spurt of listening to Christmas music in July. This year I will know someone else has the “spirit” with me!! ;0)

June 22, 2010 - 1:44 pm

dpierce - Ahhhh, the Christmas bears…it wouldn’t be your house without them (or some pumpkin clad teddy bear / scarecrow door hanger) kickin’ around in the summertime. Oh Kohlers, how we love you! :)

June 23, 2010 - 2:16 pm

Lisa Frankland - Just think – you’ll have less decorting to do in December. And, if you leave another “something” up after Christmas 2010, you’ll have even less to do the following year. You are really… saving time!


I get that from my father…

Have you ever been out shopping for a specific article when all of a sudden you happen upon something that is just too difficult to resist?

It happened to me. I, quite innocently, stumbled upon simply the CUTEST towel ever designed for a little kiddie. It’s blue, has a hood and arm holes, you know the type. The hood has two giant white eyes on it and all around the face are triangle shapped teeth. Then, to top it all off there is a dark blue fin on the top of the hood. Did I tell you it was the CUTEST towel I ever did see?

There were duckie ones, piggie ones, froggie ones and… but this one… oh my. See, I could actually picture a certain, cute little face peeking out from inside of it which made it impossible to resist. Leaving this towel for another unsuspecting customer would have been a crime. So it came home with me.

I said to my mom, “I can HARDLY WAIT to give this towel to Max.” Mom said, “You get that from your father.”

I get that from my father.
I get that from my father.
I get that from my father.
Yes, my dad liked giving gifts, too.

It is the perfect time to be reminded that, in this certain way, I am like my most amazing dad. What a beautiful compliment to me.

On this tribute day to father’s, share with me how you resemble your dad.

I like to give gifts. What about you?

June 20, 2010 - 2:13 pm

Tanya - I look like him, walk like him, and my hands are almost identical to his!!! :)

June 21, 2010 - 7:06 pm

JLYeomans - I have my dad’s crooked pinkie finger! (and so do my kids)

June 23, 2010 - 5:37 pm

Angela-Rae - I have my Dad’s blue eyes. My step-mom used to call it the “Sollows twinkle”, call it charming, mischievious or smiling eyes…depends on the moment. >:) And wouldn’t you know it ~ about the only thing my daughter has of mine in regards to her looks is the blue eyes with the “Sollows twinkle”. Love you Dad. xo