Wednesday, September 28, 2011

A Love Poem For Me

Love For You

Beautiful and lovely, Kristin
How I marvel at the day the thought of you came

With such care did I create you
Full of compassion, wit and intellect


Fragile and tender-hearted
I know the suffering you endure

But I am always here
Nothing will ever keep me from you


Never will a moment pass where I am not filled with love for you

Time cannot measure the length of my love for you
The ocean depths are shallow compared to the depth of my love for you

Always will I love you - just as you are
Always will I be filled with love for you

You are perfect in my eyes
You are malleable in my hands

You are my child
You are my love

Now and Forever

Saturday, July 9, 2011

Knitting Escapades - Part 2

Okay - I'm hooked on knitting (funny pun there if you think about it!)...  =)

Since my last post, I've finished the fingerless mitts I had started and also a hat.  I'm well on my way to finishing a second hat that has knit up fabulously. It's amazing how checking your gauge improves the outcome of your knitting!

So for all of you wanna-be-knitters out there:  If I can do it, so can you!  It's really just a matter of patience and practice.  Check out Knitting Help dot com.. they have great, short videos that show you all the techniques up close.

Here are some pics of my progress:

One of the finished fingerless mitts:



Hat with cable and lace pattern - I checked my gauge very carefully for this hat and it's knitting up to the perfect size for little old me! 



Happy knitting!

Saturday, June 25, 2011

Knitting Escapades - Part 1

I've been crocheting my entire life and have made many things with my crochet hook, but knitting has always eluded my skills.  I've made the decision to change that and here we go on my first official knitting project that I intend to finish, no matter what!

The pattern I'm using is for a set of fingerless mitts, which I downloaded for free from Ravelry.  I also purchased a set of bamboo knitting needles, which were recommended by the store clerk at Bobbin's Nest to be easier to use than metal needles for beginners.  A fresh skein of yarn and I'm on my way.

Here is a pic of the cast on stitches - it took me five tries to get the stitches cast on evenly with the first couple of knit rows completed.  I kept dropping stitches or making them too tight - it was frustrating, but I was determined to do it again and again until it seemed just right.


But persevere I did and eventually, I did get the hang of it.  Watching the free videos on Knitting Help dot com really helped.  In fact, I've been trying both English and Continental knitting methods and I've decided the English method works best for my hands.  Here's the next pic and in this one you can actually see the pattern emerging:


And one final pic from yesterday to show the end of my day one efforts.  Unfortunately, I didn't get a pic of the delight on my face:


Stay tuned.... 

Sunday, June 5, 2011

My Joyous Heart Sings

Since becoming choir director at my church in late March, my heart has been expanding and expanding and expanding with joy until today it was finally so full of joy, it burst and in the droplets of joy that showered over me, I found this poem.  -K


My joyous heart sings
            "Sing out, oh my soul"
When I sing unto the Lord
       my world is perfect and whole

My heart was once empty
       for meaning it did long
And then You surprised me 
        and gifted my heart a song

This song You have given
         has been there all along
And now that I've found it
       the tune grows ever strong

The song in my heart
               is not just for me
It is for all who seek Him
             it is God's melody

May the music in my heart never end
          may it play forever more
May it bring glory to the one
       that my heart adores

I sing for You, Lord
I sing for me
I sing for the joy of others
I sing for all eternity

Thursday, April 21, 2011

The Agony of Jesus

Did you know the word "agony" appears only one time in the King James Bible?  I didn't.

When I read this today, I was surprised.  I checked my Strong's Concordance to ensure the accuracy of the statement and, sure enough, there on page 28 in the concordance, listed only once, was agony. 

The Greek word for agony is agonia meaning a struggle (properly in Greek, the state of being in a struggle) or figuratively anguish or agony.  Agonia derives from agon which means conflict, effort or contention.

It seems obvious that this word is more than just "agony" in the English meaning - it is a struggle filled with anguish and conflict and contention.

So where is it that this one word appears in the Bible?  It appears in Luke 22:44, but let's look at the entire passage to get the full story behind this one scripture and allow me to set up the scene.

Jesus has just shared the last supper with the twelve disciples and has told the disciples one of them will betray him.  Now, after the meal has ended, Jesus, with His disciples following, goes to the garden to pray.  Here are the scriptural passages that follow:

Luke 22:41-44
And Jesus was withdrawn from them about a stone's throw and kneeled down and prayed, saying,
 "Father, if thou be willing, remove this cup from me: nevertheless not my will, but thine, be done."
And there appeared an angel unto him from heaven, strengthening him.  And being in agony he prayed more earnestly: and his sweat was as it were great drops of blood falling down to the ground.

My study Bible adds this note:
Jesus is borne up in His hour of greatest need, when He must intercede not only for Himself but for His followers, who are about to leave Him in the lurch.  Agony appears only here in the New Testament: it points to the intensity of Jesus' struggle.  Surely Jesus wrestles, not so much with death itself, but with His own destiny to be made the sin-bearer for all mankind for all the ages.  The punishment that had to be borne for our sins brings Jesus to His knees in anguish.

Jesus knew His destiny and knew what was coming and He struggled in agony and anguish over it.  He even prays for the "removal of this cup" from his path, but then adds "not my will, but thine, be done."  As many times as I have read this passage, today is the first time that I understand the agony of Jesus in this moment.

This week I have struggled with a personal issue - one that has born anger and hatred within me for more than a decade.  Today, a particular event brought that anger and hatred to a head and I found myself weeping with complete and utter frustration.  I am helpless in these circumstances and so I must surrender to them, but my heart resists with clenched fists.

In my frustration I turned to my husband, my mother and my Bible for comfort.  I was blessed by the conversations with my husband and mother and then further blessed by my Bible in coming into this knowledge today regarding agony.

The Lord knows my struggle (He knows yours too) and has offered me comfort in showing me more clearly the agony of His own struggle as He walked to the cross on my (and your) behalf.  I am truly humbled.

I've wiped away my tears and I'm wiping away my anger and hatred one small swipe at a time.  It's a process - I get that - one that I have agreed to and one that I am surrendering to one unclenched finger at a time.

Sunday, April 10, 2011

Threads

Threads

Life is like an intricately woven fabric
made up of many different threads.

Some threads are prominent only in some areas
having distinct starting and stopping points.

Other threads dot the fabric throughout.

While others still form the very foundation
of the cloth itself being constant for as long
as the threads have length to give.

The threads no matter how used serve only
one purpose: to make up the whole.

Only the Master Weaver knows the final
design of the cloth and only in His hands 
will the threads find their place.

As each day passes it is my joy to admire
the work of the Master who so cleverly weaves
the threads of my life together.

Sunday, March 20, 2011

Answer Well

Answer Well

I weep for what was

Yearning for comfort I reminisce
and remember

If allowed, 
I could stay here a very long time

But the past holds not my potential
only lessons that
when practiced
prepare me more

For the joys ahead and 
the sorrows yet to come

How will I live my life yet lived?

The future is determined in
the smallness of each moment's choice

What shall I carry?
What shall I leave behind?
What shall I cherish?
What shall I protect?

In each moment
With each choice
We answer the questions
of life

Answer carefully.
Answer lovingly.
Answer well.