needle & thREAD

No sewing news from me this week. Despite my ambitious plans, the stomach bug won this round. But...

I do have some happy sewing to report! A couple weeks ago, a sweet reader offered to take the fabric already designated to the St. Lucy's -Valentine's- winter nightgowns and turn them into loveliness for my little girls. I gathered up a rather haphazard box of works in progress and works not yet begun and sent it off gratefully. A few days later, she was love-bombing my inbox with pictures that made my heart skip a beat. I'll let her tell you about it.

Please meet Tracy, who has not only graciously sewn beautiful gowns this week, but agreed to guest blog:

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I love to sew. To be able to create something beautiful and useful out of a rectangle of fabric is a gift. One that I don't take for granted, and that I thoroughly enjoy.
We live in a very tiny house (a recent addition of about 400 sq ft increased the size of our house by 40 percent). Did I mention we have 8 children? (Two of them have married and our oldest lives on his own a few hours away, but we have had as many as 9, and as few as 7, living in the house during the past 7 years.) Even in this small space, I was able to find a 20" x 56" section to set up as my sewing station. To have my sewing machine out and ready for sewing is another gift.

Elizabeth's blog was one of the first that I read regularly. I bought her book, Real Learning: Educating in the Heart of the Home, and it has become my most bookmarked book, with bits of paper sticking out in every direction.

I was tickled (and a bit jealous, if I'm honest) when she learned to knit. I was thrilled when she started learning to sew. I enjoy following her progress with her with needle and thREAD posts. When she mentioned recently that she was struggling with the nightgowns for the girls, I didn't  have to think twice. I shot off an e-mail asking her to please send me the jammies, so I could sew them up for her and she could move on to the Easter dresses. (And then I worried that she'd think I was a crazy woman.)
I got the package on Saturday and got busy. It was a pleasure working with such scrumptious fabric! My girls admired both the fabric and the pearly pink pins she'd used to pin pattern to fabric. (I sent her an e-mail suggesting that she skip that step in the future and just use butter knives or rocks as weights, which is just as effective, but a much quicker method than pins ;-)

I consider myself to be a decent seamstress, although, admittedly, I do struggle with following patterns. ( and recipes...) I had trouble making heads or tails of those directions; it was no wonder that Elizabeth was struggling! I persevered and managed to figure them out, and yesterday afternoon, too late to make it to the post office, though, I sewed on the buttons, and took a picture before packing them back in the box. Not knowing I would be guest posting here today, I didn't take any other photos along the way except for a quick phone picture to send to Elizabeth.

Elizabeth, thank-you for allowing me to help you in this small way. I hope that you feel loved every time you catch a glimpse of a little girl twirling in her flannel gown.

 Therefore, as we have opportunity, let us do good to all people, especially to those who belong to the family of believers. ~Galatians 6:10

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I cannot thank Tracy enough. I'm so touched by her generosity. And my girls will so love those nightgowns for a long, long time. Have you ever been unexpectedly blessed by a stranger, who then became a friend because you trusted her? Tell me about it. And tell me about your sewing and reading, too!

The time when the comparing bug bit me

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Every so often, I get reader comments or email that sound something like this, "I love your blog, but I hate it. I just can't read it any more. You have a better [husband, house, child, job, not job, town, health] than me. I read your blog and it makes me feel bad about myself and my life." That last one gets me every time. Health? Really?

At first, those comments made me feel guilty and I worked to not make anyone feel bad when I wrote about...well, anything, because it turns out everything can be a trigger for somebody. Then, I recognized a couple of things. Try as we may to explain (great explanation here), some folks don't understand that blogging is a snapshot. I document what I want to remember. Sometimes, I do want to remember the bad, particularly if I've slogged through something and survived. I want to give glory to God for the grace of survival. I want to go back and read it and see how I grew and reassure myself that I can survive. And grow. There are plenty of those stories here.

Mostly, though, I want to remember the good. I want to remind myself that this life is good. I want to take the sticky and the messy and the bits and the pieces and make sense of it all for me. It's in the process of writing and photographing that I bring myself back to center and bring God's gifts into focus. Then, it's only natural to want to share. Gosh, I hate it when my good makes someone else feel bad. Except really, I know that it isn't my good that makes her feel bad, its something within her that needs healing.

Occasionally, the wounded part of me reacts similarly. I know that when I read other places, comparing and competing can lead to complaining. It happens. It happens to all of us. (Seriously, if you've never compared yourself to another woman and felt yourself lacking, please correct me in the comments. I'd love to hear your story.) Mostly, I have my own strategies for not falling into that trap. It doesn't happen very often. I know better now. I avoid certain places particularly when I'm tired or discouraged or hormonal. But every once in awhile, the compare-monster rears its ugly head and I'm just as vulnerable as the next girl. It happened just last week. Read about it here.

Fast. Pray. Give {Day 6}

Fast

When you compare yourself to someone else and come up short, give thanks to God for the opportunity to grow.

 

Pray

Read a passage from Scripture and then sit, without saying or doing anything, for ten minutes.

 

Give

When you make dinner for your family tonight (or breakfast tomorrow), make it good enough for "company." Because they are. Just set the table nicely. Light a candle or two. Nothing fancy. All good.

Gathering my Thoughts

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I find myself:

::noticing God's glory

I slept in the girls' room last night because Mike is sick. I awoke before the alarm as the room filled with pink light. The sunrise was so stunning I woke Karoline, because she's a big fan of sunrises. It was well worth it.

::listening to 

Kari humming to her cereal.  

::clothing myself in 

A tshirt and yoga pants. There's a morning class I'm very eager to take today. 

 

::talking with my children about these books

some of our favorite books by and about the Pope:

Lolek, The Boy Who Became Pope. (my favorite)

Joseph and Chico 

Max and Benedict

Be Saints

Friendship with Jesus

And some books for Lent.

With the bigger kids, I plan to use Consoling the Heart of Jesus again this year. I cannot say enough good things about this book. It's life-changing. I read it last year, on an unexpected and unusual "retreat," and I shared these thoughts:

I spent Holy Week reading Consoling the Heart of Jesus. There are a small handful of books in my life where I remember exactly where and when I read them because those times and places are turning points. This book is one of those. It is easily at the top of that list. This incredibly readable volume makes some of the most beautiful truths and devotions of the Catholic faith understandable (at last)  and accessible (even to busy mothers of large families).  Fr. Gaitley brings together fine threads of several spiritual traditions and weaves them into a beautiful and exceedingly useful tapestry of a do-it-yourself retreat. It is Ignatian spirituality made accessible. It is the Little Way of St. Therese for all of us. It is consecration to Mary and devotion to Divine Mercy explained in plain language and made clear to little souls. Mostly, it is a rich volume of Merciful Words that brings Merciful Love to its readers. You don't have to have a weekend to make the retreat. You can just read a little each day until you are finished. If it's your heart's desire to get to know and understand Jesus better, tell Him.

I'm so looking forward to re-reading this book this year.

::thinking and thinking

About renewal and Lent.


::pondering prayerfully

People are often unreasonable, illogical, and self-centered; Forgive them anyway.

If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives; Be kind anyway.

If you are successful, you will win some false friends and some true enemies; Succeed anyway.

If you are honest and frank, People may cheat you; Be honest and frank anyway.

What you spend years building, someone could destroy overnight; Build anyway.

If you find serenity and happiness, They may be jealous; Be happy anyway.

The good you do today, people will often forget tomorrow; Do good anyway.

Give the world the best you have, and it may never be enough; Give the world the best you've got anyway.

You see, in the final analysis, it is between you and God;

It was never between you and them anyway. 

(This is an adaptation of the Paradoxical Commandments by Dr. Kent M. Keith, adapted by Blessed Mother Teresa)

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::carefully cultivating rhythm

Woohoo! Yet another new rhythm this week. This one's a keeper. As I posed in a compromising position on my mat at the gym on Sunday afternoon, the instructor stood over me and offered, "I know you. We're friends on Facebook." Turns out she's a homeschooling mama of many and she teaches some morning classes and brings her kids. This could be just perfect.

::creating by hand

More prayer journal covers. And Easter dresses. I'm still in the trace-the-pattern-stage, but I hope to have something to show on Thursday

 

::learning lessons in

Listening well. I've found that often God has Lent planned for me; I just need to tune in. In the past week the little girls all had a stomach bug, three or four of us had colds, then the middle kids got the stomach thing, Stephen sprained his ankle, then Mike got the stomach thing... Lent began with disruptions of my plans, Valentine's Day was pitiful, and I had plenty of opportunity to think about what God might have in mind--while I folded mountains of laundry.  

::encouraging learning 

I'm feeling a bit of midyear pressure. I really, really want to finish the year's math for everyone. We might need to double-time math for the next few months.

::a little link for you to click ASAP

Please, please, please, check in here and see what the folks at Give Bracelets are up to. They need your help feeding orphans. And if you can't actually give right now, register for the huge GIVEAWAY and help spread the word. Usually the GIVE giveaways are enormously popular. This one is kind of fizzling and I'm concerned.

::begging prayers

for all the intentions of our prayer community.  

::keeping house

I absolutely blitzed through the pantry last week and cleaned and organized. Now, I just want to stand there and look at it.

::crafting in the kitchen 

I have begun Heather's workshop. The virtual classroom space is beautiful. Of course it is; everything Heather touches is beautiful. Mary Beth is taking the class with me and most of our "discussion component" is with my friend Katherine in Texas and her two girls. I've been adding grains and legumes back into my diet, very slowly. The jury is still out. I'd really like to have a more plant-based foundation. Paleo is counter-intuitive to me. But I'm very respectful of a plant's potential for inflammation and paleo has taught me that there absolutely are certain things I cannot eat. In the meantime, I'm really loving playing in my kitchen and at grocery stores again, so that's a very good thing.

Oh, and I discovered homemade almond milk. I will never miss dairy again. Ever. Ever.

::loving the moments

when friends share big news and you dream babies all night long.

::giving thanks 

for daughters-in-love who try to rescue Valentine's Day with a care package of kombucha, gluten-free cookies, organic chocolate, and a bottle of gummy vitamins. She knows where to shop to fill my tank.

living the liturgy

We definitely didn't do all the right things on all the right days last week. There are mantel letters to replace, a crown of thorns yet to make, an Alleluia to hide, and more journal covers to make so we can record our gifts. God's got a plan for us this Lent. I'm letting Him lead.

::planning for the week ahead

Basketball playoffs this weekend and dance doings, too. I just want everyone healthy.