Palm Sunday

Palm Sunday, commemorating Jesus’ triumphal entry into Jerusalem is a fitting day for our fist service in the new building. After much effort and many grueling hours of hard work, our humble, church home is ready for occupancy, even the nursery. God is good. Take a look at the journey: Friendship Friends on facebook.

Blessed is He who comes in the name of the Lord. We bless you from the house of the Lord. Psalms 118:26

Just In

It’s always a nice surprise to see the new fabric arrivals. “Christmas Traditions,” representing the 500 Year Celebration of the Christmas Tree was just delivered. So, you know what that means…..

it should be available in your local quilt shop, very soon.

Be sure to ask about the Block of the Month program. Another beautiful offering from Quilting Treasures and Tidings of Great Joy.

Primary Color

In anticipation of our church move in, it seemed a good time to spruce up the nursery and pre-school equipment. The last two days provided the perfect weather to take the operation outside.

And the wolf will dwell with the lamb,

And the leapard will lie down with the kid,

And the calf and the young lion and the fatling together;

And a little boy will lead them.     Isaiah 11:6

Still Sad

I would like to report that I am still standing firm and in faith, I believe I am however, in reality it feels like, even though I’m standing, still terribly sad. I’m not sure if or how to continue with posts feeling this way although, I’ve always tried to be authentic here since I began Joy Studio and I wouldn’t know how to do anything else. I suppose I could just be silent and sometimes… I probably will. So, sadness will just have to be part of my expression, as I expect it will accompany me for some time.

Nearly a month, just shy since my mom was killed but the desire to keep going, to press on (I press on toward the goal… Phil.3:14) has been instilled in me (by dad & mom) and I have learned, we must do this as quickly as possible, even when we don’t want to.

This week, I plan to put the comfort of creating to the test, once again. I have a full understanding that there is no escaping deep sadness in this life but it’s good to allow the healing to begin. My mom would agree. Creating can help. I’ll let you know what results. Thank you for all of your kind thoughts and caring comments.

Thy rod and Thy staff, they comfort me.   Psalms 23:4

Creativity Shelved

Life remains on hold, at least… as I knew it. Creativity is shelved for an undetermined amount of time.

Encouraged this morning by the Word spoken:

The Spirit of the Lord God is upon me

To bring good news to the afflicted;

He has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted,

To proclaim liberty to captives,

And freedom to prisoners;

To proclaim the favorable year of the Lord.

And the day of vengeance of our God;

To comfort all who mourn. Isaiah 61:1-2

Hallelujah, He lives!

A Refuge

How is a blog handled when life becomes unbelievable. Unimaginable. For the second time this month, our family has suffered loss.

My Mom, Ann • June 25, 1926 – February 23, 2011

My soul, wait in silence for God only,

for my hope is from Him.

He only is my rock and my salvation.

My stronghold: I will not be shaken.

On God my salvation and my glory rest:

The rock of my strength, my refuge is in God.

Trust in Him at all times, O people:

Pour out your heart before Him:

God is a refuge for us.

Psalms 62:5 – 8

Comfort & Joy

The discovery (I made several years ago) that creating art offers comfort during difficult times, has been a great help in my life and adds to God’s already good gift. Currently I’m working to update an old familiar favorite of mine. One guess. It involves animals and yes, they are hungry.

The line began as a design class assignment when I returned to school, long before I began licensing my art. It was meant to be a children’s book however, publication in this venue was never realized. I’ll keep you informed of it’s progress and product release.

Every good thing bestowed and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights, with whom there is no variation or shifting shadow. James 1:17