cell phone~vs~Bible

Ever wonder what would happen if we treated
our Bible like we treated our cell phone?
What if we carried it around in our purses or pockets?
What if we flipped through it several times a day?
What if we turned back to go get it if we forgot it?
What if we used it to receive messages from the text?
What if we treated it like we couldn't live without it?
What if we gave it to kids as gifts?
What if we used it when we traveled?
What if we used it in case of emergency?
This is something to make you go....hmm...where is my Bible?

~writer not known

The Swing

How do you like to go up in a swing,

Up in the air so blue?

Oh, I do think it the pleasantest thing

Ever a child can do!

Up in the air and over the wall,

Till I can see so wide,

River and trees and cattle and all

Over the countryside--

Till I look down on the garden green,

Down on the roof so brown--

Up in the air I go flying again,

Up in the air and down!

By Robert Louis Stevenson

I say "to-may-to" you say "to-mah-to" ~~

Smile!

little brother's first lost tooth

A little snack~apple fries.
Notice the "ketchup".
See the little polka dotted
antique bowl?

a quote for my dad

"I love the fall. I love it because of the smells that you speak of; and also because things are dying, things that you don't have to take care of anymore, and the grass stops growing."

- Mark Van Doren

For my friends, The W's

The Hayloft
by Robert Louis Stevenson

Through all the pleasant meadow-side
The grass grew shoulder-high,
Till the shining scythes went far and wide
And cut it down to dry.

Those green and sweetly smelling crops
They led in wagons home;
And they piled them here in mountain tops
For mountaineers to roam.

Here is Mount Clear, Mount Rusty-Nail,
Mount Eagle and Mount High;--
The mice that in these mountains dwell,
No happier are than I!

Oh, what a joy to clamber there,
Oh, what a place for play,
With the sweet, the dim, the dusty air,
The happy hills of hay!

Gathering Leaves

by Robert Frost

Spades take up leaves

No better than spoons,

And bags full of leaves

Are light as balloons.

I make a great noise

Of rustling all day

Like rabbit and deer

Running away.

But the mountains I raise

Elude my embrace,

Flowing over my arms
And into my face.

I may load and unload

Again and again

Till I fill the whole shed,

And what have I then?

Next to nothing for weight,

And since they grew duller

From contact with earth,

Next to nothing for color.

Next to nothing for use.

But a crop is a crop,

And who's to say where

The harvest shall stop?

Of all the forest creatures that dwell under forest eaves,

Perched upon the branches or feasting on it leaves,

There lives a mighty mite more mighty than them all.

It does not claw or scratch and stands only one inch tall.

It will not strangle like a serpent or stalk you like a cat.

It does not beat you like a bugbear or bite you like a bat.

It cannot crush its prey or maim it or drop it down a hole.
It has no deadly poison but is as a troll.

So what is this fell and mighty beast? And what terror does it hold.
That rules the sprawling forest and makes faint hearts of the bold?
Why, it is the purple spotted meep frog, a truly perilous pest.
And lest you laugh, I promise it is more fearsome than the rest.

For doughty knight may face a panther or the fiery dragon slay,
But if he sees the purple meep, he'll clutch his ears and run away.
For one little meeper is bad enough, its meeping song annoys.
But when there are ten thousand they will drive you mad with noise!

from The Rise of the Wyrm Lord (#2 of The Door Within Trilogy)

-Wayne Thomas Batson

Sometime

Sometime, when all life's lessons have been learned,
And suns and stars forevermore have set,
The things o'er which we grieved with lashes wet,
Will flash before us out of life's dark night,
As stars shine most in deeper tints of blue;
And we shall see how all God's plans are right,
And how what seemed like reproof was love most true.

Then be content poor heart;
God's plans, like lilies pure and white, unfold;
We must not tear the close-shut leaves apart,-
Time will reveal the chalices of gold.
And if, through patient toil, we reach the land
Where tired feet, with sandals loosed, may rest,
When we shall clearly see and understand,
I think that we will say, "God knew the best."

-May Riley Smith

Andrew and blossom

Aw! Sooo cute.

My brother Andrew and my Grandma's dog, Blossom, were sitting on the steps when I snapped this picture.

Tea

This is a snowman tea pot! The bottom is the tea, the middle is the creamer, and the top is the sugar bowl. I think it is sooo cute.

This is from my sister's tea party. Doesn't it look good!!

a favorite verse

"I am the vine,

you are the branches.

If a man abides in Me

and I in him, he will bear

much fruit.

Apart from Me you can

do nothing."

John 15:5

apple dumpling

I like apple desserts and I like to bake, so on my 13th br.

my mom and I baked apple dumplings (for the very first time!)

I took pictures............

Painting!

Today I was painting with Leah. We painted smiley faces on each other's shirts. (We also painted her room.)My wittow smiley face on Leah's shirt. :)

Salutations!

Greetings bloggie peeps! This is my first attempt at having a blog. My intent for this blog is to share quotes, books, movies, favorite poems, and Bible verses. I wish to be an encouragment to all who read this blog. And I hope you will be an encouragment to me in the ways of the Lord.