Today I will share some ideas for showing your love and remind you how very much God loves You! Truly!
“Lift up your face to God.” Job 22:26 Now Job had a quite a face to lift up to God. It was red, festered, teary, grieving. He had seen sorrow and he got the tee shirt of misery. Yep! His friends were commiserating about his woes. Almighty God heard their moaning and he stepped in to ask Job a question and it was a doozy! Ready, Where were you when I made the world? Kind of puts things in perspective doesn’t it? Wow! I have been sharing how much I enjoy my writing books. The last two scripture quotations are written near the photo of me and my dad. It was our last dance together. “Because you are precious in my eyes and honored and I love you.” Isaiah 43: 4. I prayed for my dad. I knew he was in God’s hands and I knew he was going where there would be no more sickness and his bride was waiting with God to welcome him. “Love never ends.” 1 Corinthians 13:8 I hope these thoughts warm your heart this cold January day.
I have also begun to create my valentines and some pretties for Valentines Day. Patrick took close up photos so you could see what I have been doing. You know I enjoy crafting with old greeting cards, well I cut out a heart pattern using the back of a card. Then placing the pattern on the front I cut out hearts. I made a dozen different cards with glue, paper scissors and the fronts and backs of old cards. Joy! I also made hearts using cross stitch, another was made with buttons and felt and the last was a hand stitched into a crazy patch heart. I started with scraps of fabric and placed the first piece in the center. I continued to add scraps until the piece was the size I wanted. Do not cut this pieced piece of cloth. Make a pattern a heart and use it to draw on top of the pieced fabric. Now embellish with embroidery, lace and buttons. Mine even has a blue bird pin. Now you cut out the heart shape and cut another piece of fabric using the heart for a pattern. I blanket stitched the two heart pieces wrong sides together. You can then and finished by sewing a pin or a ribbon on the back. Lastly, I am using a grape vine wreath to create a special anniversary piece which I will hang on the front door. I promise to take a picture when it is done. Oh, here is the web site information for 58,000 e books I was talking about. https://en.wikpedia.org/wiki/projectgutenberg.org Enjoy! Blessings and warm hearts, Trudy
“In the beginning was the word and the word was with God and the word was God.” John 1:1 God was – God is – God always will be. “All things were made by Him; and without Him was not anything made that was made.” John 1:3 The bible begins with God. “In the beginning God created the heaven and the earth.” Genesis 1:1 What was the very first thing God made? Do you know? It was light. “And God said let there be light :and there was light.” Genesis 1:3 Light. All life depends on light. Before He made anything else, God made light. “And God saw the light that it was good.” Genesis 1:4 In the first Epistle of John we read: “God is light and in Him is not darkness at all.” 1 John 1:5 All we need for life God created. He knew our needs. He was thinking of us when by His power the very first glorious light burst forth from the mind of God. We have free will. God will not force us to do anything. We must turn to the light ourselves. In the light is warmth, life and love – great love – boundless, limitless love – God’s wonderful love! Wonder! Joy! “Come let us walk in the light of the lord!” Isaiah 2:5 Blessings, Trudy
The colors – blues, rusts, and lavenders radiate from the center of the quilt outwards. The play of lights and dark’s remind me of the sunlight and shadows that dappled the old porch floor where the quilt design emerged from a jumble of fabric triangles.
This quilt would not exist if years ago someone hadn’t taken the time to share. They took the time to give me their knowledge and enthusiasm. I was taught how to sew. I learned to express my deepest feeling with needle and thread. I have sewn grief, prayers, love and joy to create a heart gift that speaks for me of my deepest feelings.
Kindness given long ago surrounds me now with color and warmth in the form of a quilt. Think of this blog as a collection of cotton fabric scraps given to you. You spill the contents out and begin to sort the scraps that appeal to you. Colors of life experiences, interests, beliefs and gratitude are spilled out in front of you.
At the center of all these is the dominate color of me. love. I am a daughter of God and of Albert Groff. I am a wife of 50 years and a mom. I am comfortable with this time in my life. I have peace, time, joy and great love. As you read the scraps of thoughts that I write to you, discover the ones that add beauty and richness to the quilt fabric of your life. It is my prayer that you will use these to express your true self. Use whatever medium stirs your soul. Create and grow. Discover what enriches your faith. Share the blessing that is you with others.
When a woman’s about twenty, With a baby about two, She begins to wonder what the years will do. Baking a cake for a community affair She pictures herself with silver hair.
Carrying her efforts to a church nearby A huge truck salutes with an air horn’s blare Which confection he is complementing She just couldn’t care.
Acknowledgement is made with a lady like wave, But the thrill of impropriety is saved, Put by against what the years will do.
Dearest child, 3/1995 This letter is written so that you may know that I love you. Feel the warmth of my love as you read my words. Know that there is a God! He made you and me and He loves us dearly. God is. He is in, about, around, beside and inside. All of nature, the vastness, the depth, the beauty and wonder are His creations. Seek the path through the wood, watch the sunlight on the water, see the flick of bright wing, hear the call of an owl and thank Him with all your heart. When you are hurt, confused, leave the trappings of man and seek a quiet spot to sit and share with Him. He’ll be waiting for you. Remember not to lose yourself in things. Share what you have been given. If you put God first in your life, then, I truly believe you will be blessed. Do the best you can. Hurt no animal or beast if you can help it. The only thing we own, truly is what we share: our- selves, our love of God, man and nature.
Mother, oh Mother, come shake out your cloth, Empty the dustpan, poison the moth, Hang out the washing and butter the bread. Sew on a button and make up a bed. Where is the mother whose house is so shocking? She’s up in the nursery, blissfully rocking.
Oh, I’ve grown shiftless as Little Boy Blue (Lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo). Dishes are waiting and bills are past due (Pat-a-cake, darling, and peek, peekaboo). The shopping’s not done and there’s nothing for stew And out in the yard there’s a hullabaloo But I’m playing Kanga and this is my Roo. Look! Aren’t her eyes the most wonderful hue? (Lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo).
The cleaning and scrubbing will wait till tomorrow For children grow up, as I’ve learned to my sorrow. So quiet down, cobwebs. Dust go to sleep. I’m rocking my baby and babies don’t keep.
I was blessed to carry and give birth to a son. That is the wonderful news. When placed in my arms I kissed Patrick hello and I kissed him again to say goodbye. No there was nothing wrong, truly! The second kiss was to remind myself that he was only on loan to me. It was so important to me to give our son “roots” and ” wings”. Mr. Pat and I would both give our son the roots of love, values, and a nurturing foundation. We also wanted to give him the freedom and opportunity to discover, to learn and to grow reaching for his own dreams.
Well we had our plan but I knew nothing about infant care. Well, I did know what end needed diapering and Patrick and I had a great time figuring out how he would be fed. I will never forget the beauty, joy and delight when I pressed and milk streamed into his mouth. The doctor came in as we were figuring this out and smiled at us.
Mr. Pat worked two jobs the first fifteen years of our marriage. My college years were 15 years in future. There was no internet to ask questions. There were many things I did not know. I did know I was a “MOM” and babies don’t come with instructions so I better get busy.
During the coming week I will share with you some of the knowledge I acquired as a mom, a student of early childhood education and my employment working with parents and babies, prenatal to five years of age. Joy!
What have I forgotten? Did I get all the ingredients? Will they like my gift? Mommy, when will it be Christmas? Mommy, I’m hungry. Mommy, brother is being mean to me! Gracious, these few days before Christmas can be stressful! Today, I encourage you to find the manger in your heart. I share with you some sources that help center me. It is difficult to find your center when you want so very much to please everyone. You want to make this Christmas special! Our loving Father has already done that! He gave us his own Son and with this birth we celebrate comes salvation. Goodness for all our tomorrows. Christmas is all about love. “God is love.” With Him there is all that we need. Find something beautiful to read. If you could give any gift to those you love,what would it be? Write out your prayer and bring your gift of love to Mary and her Babe. Merry Christmas!
Gray sky An earth without warmth, In the silence In the cold When all seemed lost The promise did unfold Rejoce dear friend Of my hand take hold Together we will light the candle And guide the children’s path That we may carry our gifts of love to Mary and her Babe Trudy Groff Costello
Candle light Eyes bright Snow tonight?
Peppermint, pine Cinnamon and thyme Sugar plum time
Angels, sheppard’s Critters and kings The star’s light brings
In the manger Of our hearts Christmas starts Trudy Groff Costello
Today Miss Trudy makes homemade bread. From scalding the milk to dissolving the yeast through kneading, rising, punching down to final rising in the pan and baking.
There is so much beauty in bread Beauty of sun and soil, Beauty of patient toil Winds and rains have caressed it, Christ often blessed it. Be gentle when you touch bread.
RECIPE: White Batter Bread
from: The Margaret Rudkin Pepperridge Farm Cookbook
Preheat oven to 400 degrees 20 minutes before loaves are ready to bake.
1 cup milk 3 tablespoons sugar 1 teaspoons of salt 2 tablespoons of butter
1 cup warm water 2 packages of yeast 4 1/4 cups unsifted flour
Scald the milk stir in the sugar, salt and the butter.
Cool to lukewarm.
Measure the very warm water into a large warm bowl.
Sprinkle in the yeast;stir until dissolved.
Add the lukewarm milk mixture.
Stir in the flour; the batter will be fairly stiff.
Beat until well blended, about 2 minutes.
(I kneaded the bread, set it on wax paper, washed my mixing bowl
and while it was still warm buttered the bowl.) I next put the batter
in the warm bowl and covered it with a buttered piece of wax paper.)
Let rise in a warm place free from draft, until more than doubled in
bulk, about 40 minutes.
Stir the batter down.
Beat vigorously, about 1/2 minutes.
Turn into 2 greased loaf pans, 9 by 5 by 3 inches.
Bake in a moderate oven (375 degrees) for about 50 minutes
(I divided the batter between 3 smaller pans and baked it at 350 for 40 minutes.)