Don't sew on the flu

I had sewing projects I REALLY wanted done by this week. 2 way overdue presents. A project for Mike and Easter dresses for my girls.

We have the flu. And it is brutal. So many symptoms. Mike has yet to get it, but the rest of us have.

I tried working on my projects a few 10 minutes installments here and there and I kept making mistakes. Too sick to think straight. Now I have a pile of projects that need redoing or reworking because I sewed with the flu.

So. I thought I show you fabric instead (some already shown on my Instagram). I think a bouquet of fabric sounds as lovely as a bouquet of flowers when you are sick. Mike Cosper, Send me fabric. I mean. I love you.

 A present...some patchwork...vague:)

 3 yards of this to sew for future 4 year old's birthday. Old man PJs and a dress or skirt.

 Spring dresses. I've got plans. 

Gotta get better. XOXO friends. 

Except not. Because you don't want this flu.

Do good with your suffering.

I really want to thank you for all the feed back and appreciation for my last post. After not posting for months and then having over a thousand readers and about a hundred responses over all kinds of media on our testimony of Christ in our life throughout suffering... CUH-RAZY TOWN.

I have had all of that I wrote rolling around in my head for 2 years and have discussed it with Mike many times. Crying. Wondering. Praying. It seems it was just God's timing to get it all out. Again thanks for reading.

Remembering we are not alone in our suffering has been so important for me and it seems many of you all.

So. What are going to do when suffering comes? What about when old wounds are opened? How are you going to glorify God even in this sad fallen world when sin surrounds us and causes suffering?

Make a choice to remember and change your focus from you to God.

You CAN choose your outlook.

Sometimes you really can choose how you feel.

Linda Dillow in her book A Deeper Kind of Calm, says of Asaph writing Psalm 77 (Go read it y'all) this,

We see Asaph’s change in perspective in the way he wrote the Psalm. In the first part of the Psalm, Asaph used I, me, and my twenty-times. Eleven times he referred to God by name, title or pronoun. But after he remembered, he referred to him twenty-four times and refereed to himself only three times- in the three I wills! Asaph lifted his eyes off of his desperate situation, where all he could see was himself, to his great God, who is majestic, mighty, and a worker of miracles.

Here is from my journal in March 2010, “Today is dark. I see no miracles in my life. But I will remember...I remember that God provided Mike a job after his back injury. I remember that so much should have gone wrong with my pregnancies and deliveries because of my RA and the size of my giant babies and their giant heads, but they were healthy and perfect. I know good can come from my RA and other health issues. Help me to trust you and know that I can suffer well and bring glory to you despite my pain and struggles. “

Ask how there might be good in this suffering.

Just think, while in jail or exile Paul authored much of our New Testament, John wrote Revelation; Martin Luther translated the bible to German. Where would we be today without that suffering!?

Choose joy my friends.
Do good with your suffering.





(Again with the random font size. And it won't let me fix it!)