40 There are both heavenly bodies and earthly bodies, but the glory of the heavenly is one thing, and that of the earthly is another. 41 There is one glory of the sun, and another glory of the moon, and another glory of the stars; indeed, star differs from star in glory. 42 So it is with the resurrection of the dead. What is sown is perishable, what is raised is imperishable.
There are previous manifestations of my life recalled with fondness and a sad wishfulness to return. I miss being a homemaker. It was a good moment in time. This photo of chokecherries amidst frost transformed leaves reminded me of then.
‘Then’ was stewing tomatos, skins split with heat, acid scented steam rising, clinging to window panes as droplets swelling pregnant to burst in transparent rivulets coursing down to pool on dusty sills. The tomatos became the the starting point for pasta sauces, chili con carne, soups and stews. Harvest preserving gave way to Christmas baking, concoctions with butter, sugar, cherries and almonds. Potatos emerged from the root cellar, moisture content reduced in the cool darkess, perfect for perogies and potato pancakes.
Evenings were spent knitting, stitching, creating, reading and dreaming. Learning math and geography and history all over again at the diningroom table with boys yearning to be young men.
‘Then’ were days of planning and planting, growing and gathering, sewing and simmering. The day’s effort could be measured in a glance, rows of jars on the counter, the glass clear cookie jar filled to the brim, cross-stitch framed on the walls. Those were the days.
I’ve been sewing, and cutting, and quilting, and imagining. I did finish the Lenten stole in time for worship last Sunday. Another quilt made as a farewell gift for a couple who moved to the other side of the mountains is being bound by W. who offered to complete it. Two down, two more up.
One is an accumulation of fabric at this point. There has been a request I design banners for Pentecost. I have collected scraps and pieces of fabric from yellow through orange to red. I want it to be very textural.
The other quilt is a Mystery Quilt. About a month prior to the first step being posted there was a 2 1/2″ strip exchange in the group. Each person sent off 20 width of fabric (WoF) pieces and got back a lovely selection of fabrics. There were three pink/burgandy ones. Not my favourite colour. Naturally, my only logical decision was to use them as the foundation for the MQ colour palette, since this may be another one of those quilts I may give away. The coloured strips are now cut. Next – the background fabric, which is a very pale pink with a barely darker peach pink geometric pattern.
Isaiah 23:18 Her merchandise and her wages will be dedicated to the Lord; her profits will not be stored or hoarded, but her merchandise will supply abundant food and fine clothing for those who live in the presence of the Lord.
This Saturday our Presbytery will be ordaining a recent graduate from seminary. I have been asked to preach the sermon in the worship service. I consider it a great privilege. The soon to be minister has become a good friend to me since I was called to this congregation four years ago. As before, I designed and quilted an ordination stole. Today it is at the binding stage along with another WIP that has just been quilted at the Quilty Guilt. Imagine, two projects completed by the end of the month!
The bible quote from Exodus seemed appropriate since it concerns the directions for constructing priestly garments. One day I will have to design a stole that has “pomegranates of blue, purple, and crimson” all along the hem.
Exodus 28:32 It shall have an opening for the head in the middle of it, with a woven binding around the opening, like the opening in a coat of mail, so that it may not be torn.
A week’s holiday did not materialize as planned. We only had three and a half days. We had been planning a golf and wine tour of the BC interior for some time. Similar to a weekend two years ago, when we went to Whitehorse for dinner and a movie, this time it was Armstrong for lunch and a golf game. It was a lovely time, though much too short. The golf game was fun, in spite of rain on the last two holes and dinner with a classmate from seminary was great. On the return trip we stopped in Prince George and picked up a Boler trailer that my sister had purchased.
Here it is pictured at a stop we made at Bijou Falls.
We were so impressed that we had to stop for a while and take pictures. Even these do not do the scene justice.
Beyond Bijou Falls we had some amazing views of the last of the Rockie Mountains as we crossed the Pine Pass and then headed east to Chetwynd.
The day has been approaching gradually. Today I Am with you always received its one hundredth follower
I am humbled and honoured that this little place of mine interests somebody at all. In the beginning this was intended as a photo and ramblings e-diary. For the most part it is fulfilling that role. It continues to be a compilation of my favourite things and activities. I am grateful for the opportunity, grateful to all of you for stopping in now and then to brush up against my life and draw me closer to yours. God’s blessings upon you all, the peace of Christ be in your lives, and may a Spirit of holiness guide your steps.