Wednesday, June 22, 2016

crazy quilt blocks continue



crazy quilt blocks continue, this is the third block for the Crazy Quilt Journal Project 2016     firework like flowers on the lower edge are Berry Stitch, in pearl cotton thread; the royal blue and red chains are the Chained Cross Stitch, in Pepper Pot silk thread...


detail around verse is Chained Cross Stitch in pearl thread #8 with beads

God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble.
Therefore will not we fear...psalm 46:1-2

Monday, June 20, 2016

TAST Take a Stitch Tuesday Challenge Stitch 45 Berry Stitch


Berry Stitch in pearl cotton #5 ~ 3 different blues surrounding white...


filling in with more Berry Stitches  :)  learn theBerry Stitch and more at pintangle

And the LORD, he it is that doth go before thee; he will be with thee, he will not fail thee, neither forsake thee: fear not, neither be dismayed.  deuteronomy 31:8

All that the Father giveth me shall come to me; and him that cometh to me I will in no wise cast out. john 6:36

 trust in Jesus Christ :)

Tuesday, June 14, 2016

Just One Crop....

originally posted June 14, 2011
Under The Mighty Oak http://www.etsy.com/shop/BehindthePicture


The Crop of Acorns

There came a man in days of old
To hire a piece of land for gold,
And urged his suit in accents meek:
"One crop alone is all I seek;
The harvest o'er, my claim I'll yield
And to its lord return the field."

The owner some misgivings felt,
And coldly with the stranger dealt;
But found his last objection fail,
And honeyed argument prevail;
So took the offered price in hand,
And for "one crop" leased out the land.

The wily tenant sneered with pride
And sowed the spot with acorns wide;
At first like tiny shoots they grew,
Then broad and wide their branches threw;
But long before those oaks could climb,
And finally reach their forest prime,
The cheated landlord moldering lay,
Forgotten, with his kindred clay.

O ye whose years, unfolding fair,
Are fresh with youth and free from care,
should vice or laziness desire
The garden of your souls to hire,
No bargains make - reject the suit;
Don't let one seed the soil pollute.

My child, the first approach beware;
With firmness break the evil snare
Lest, as the acorns grew and throve
Into a sun-excluding grove,
Thy sins, a dark o'ershadowing tree,
Shut out the light of heaven from thee.

L.H. Sigourney


Monday, June 13, 2016