Jesu...joy of my desiring...in stitches.

Warning:  This is a needlepoint post.

If you are yawning right now
just keep on moving to another blog
because
only fellow needlepoint wackos stitchers will understand
how excited I am over my newest project.


I've always wanted to stitch a piano bench cushion but could never find the right canvas.
I found scenery, and flowers, and fruit, and other stuff (now I'm yawning) but nothing was quite right until I had an idea...

We had a string quartet play Johann Sebastian Bach's
Jesu Joy of Man's Desiring
at our wedding nearly 20 years ago.

So I blew up the music
and hired someone to paint it on canvas.

Am I brilliant, creative, ambitious crazy or what?  Ooh I just can't wait to get my needle moving through that canvas layin' down all that lovely wool.
It's gonna take me forever
but I have dreams ya' know...
and some of them
don't have anything to do with
children.

Binky Busted!

Those are pacifiers

he's not supposed to have

unless he's in bed.

Worry

This last week has been tough for me with Obama's endorsement of so-called gay marriage.  When he cited his Christian faith as the basis for this "evolution" in thinking, I thought...WHAAAAT?  He thinks he can redefine Christian theology for us now?  He wants to hand out free contraception and abortions at the expense of good hard working folks who find it morally repulsive.  He spends money we don't have on things we don't need.  And I just can't figure out why he starts class wars, women wars, and church vs. state wars.  Every time I think he's done insulting our intelligence and our beliefs (the HHS mandate), and making us look like we're ill-intentioned, he does it again, and again, and this mama's heart is worried because the leader of our country and
so many others from mainstream media to follywood are
attacking the Church
from without.

And then there are those political figures who call themselves Catholic but don't mind if babies are dismembered and ripped from their mother's wombs (at any stage in their development), in fact, they'd like to fund it.  They endorse China's one child per family policy which happens to be implemented with horrific methods.  They fight for all the wrong things, and misplace their sympathies, and betray the very Church they profess to belong to.  They represent liberal Catholics who constantly undermine Her wisdom in favor of their own tainted logic.  Their ill-formed consciences allow them to take communion and then sleep peacefully at night when what they do
is a direct attack on the Church
from within.

And as I fret over The Bride of Christ suffering these
trials from without,
and betrayals from within,
I get overwhelmed with
worry for her.

But then I remembered that Jesus suffered the very same types of persecutions.

This mess, this injustice, this disappointing and despicable WRONG
while at once must be protested and fought, also unites us to HIM.
Christ's suffering led to the greatest glory man has ever known. 
The suffering of His bride
the church He established
and loves
and guides
then,
must have manifestations
of a glorious form
as well.


Mother Mary, pray for us.

Feel Sorry for Us

Very, very sorry.  Durned molars.

Organize Me Wednesday

This is potentially the most boring post I've ever written.


One of the personal habits I've developed over the years is:


Organize Me Wednesday!
(I know the exclamation point won't work but a gal's gotta try.)

Every Wednesday, I select (whatever's drivin' me nuts)
a drawer
a cabinet
a shelf
a portion of a closet
a vehicle
a garage area
a whatever

to
organize.

I spend about 20 minutes on the project max.

Today I cleaned out cleaning products under the sink.

Exciting I know.

Hey, no complaining.  Shut-up and go organize something.
You heard me.
Just do it.
Every Wednesday.
Oh you'll thank me someday.
Yes, you will.

Boring and bossy...what a combination...
 

Frame it!

This is my window sill,

above my kitchen sink.

Where I live. 

When I went looking for religious art -

I couldn't find what I was looking for

so

I made it.

I took a picture of Mary and Jesus from a Christmas card

and framed it.

And then I printed my favorite prayer

Anima Christi:
Soul of Christ, sanctify me.
Body of Christ, save me.
Blood of Christ, inebriate me.
Water from the side of Christ, wash me.
Passion of Christ, strengthen me.
O Good Jesus, hear me.
Within Thy wounds hide me.
Suffer me not to be separated from thee.
From the malignant enemy defend me.
In the hour of my death call me.
And bid me come unto Thee,
That with all Thy saints,
I may praise thee
Forever and ever.
Amen.

...and framed it too.

Oh and I just remembered this nest we found
and shockingly,
subsequently....framed.
 

Fun aye?

Daddy