My Everything Quilt

As I was cleaning out my filing cabinet today, I came across this from years ago. Enjoy! POSITION: Mom, Mother, Mommy, Mommie, Mama, Ma, MOM JOB DESCRIPTION: Long-term team player needed for challenging permanent work in an often chaotic environment. Candidates must possess excellent communication and organizational skills and be willing to work variable hours, which will include evenings and weekends and frequent 24 hour shifts on call. RESPONSIBILITIES: For the rest of your life, you must be willing to be hated at least temporarily, until someone needs money to do something they want.  Must be willing to bite your tongue repeatedly.  Must possess the physical stamina of a pack mule and be able to go from zero to 609 mph in three seconds flat in case, this time, the screams from the backyard are not someone just crying wolf.  Must be willing to face stimulating technical challenges, such as small gadget repair, mysteriously sluggish toilets and stuck zippers. M...

It was election day in the US this week. President Obama was re-elected. The race for President was a very close one this year. The day after the election most of my Facebook friends were posting their disappointment and a resurgence of faith in our sovereign God. No, we don't know what the next 4 years hold, but God is still on His throne and He still reigns. I am in the process of reading the book Two From Galilee about Mary and Joseph, the unexpected pregnancy of the virgin, and their trip to Bethlehem for the census and the birth of Jesus. They lived in a time of great governmental oppression. They did not have the opportunity to choose their leaders. Their rulers could do whatever they so desired. Herod even killed his own children and wife! The people of that time had no voice whatever in the way their laws were made and carried out. They paid taxes or they could lose their life. Poverty was the way of life for most people. Fear of the government was normal. After Jesus...

Autumn, autumn, autumn! A season Full of great things A season that brings Happiness to people And animals Autumn, autumn, autumn! Birds singing Their morning songs Praising the lord For the fruits Provided in the wild Autumn, autumn, autumn! Butterflies flying All over the gardens Enjoying the scent From the flowers Autumn, autumn, autumn! Bees buzzing From flower to flower Collecting pollen And making honey Autumn, autumn, autumn! Cows mooing In the forest Enjoying The green and fresh grass Autumn, autumn, autumn! Children sitting Around the fire Eating corn, watermelons, Sweet reeds and squashes Autumn, autumn, autumn A season that is fruitful.  Gomotsegang Sebadieta

There is something in the autumn that is native to my blood- Touch of manner, hint of mood; And my heart is like a rhyme, With the yellow and the purple and the crimson keeping time. The scarlet of the maples can shake me like a cry Of bugles going by. And my lonely spirit thrills To see the frosty asters like smoke upon the hills. There is something in October sets the gypsy blood astir; We must rise and follow her, When from every hill of flame  She calls and calls each vagabond by name.