Tuesday, May 31, 2011

When the days blend together...

Hello everyone!

I have gone about my day thinking it was Monday and Tuesday all blended into one day! Oops! All of the activities and things I go about doing on Mondays and Tuesdays I did today. I logged onto the computer with ideas swirling in my mind about my subject for another Magnificent Monday when I realized that today is Tuesday. Three day weekends seem to scramble my thoughts and make the days blend together. Oh, well!

I hope all of you had a magnificent Monday and Memorial Day weekend! I'm so very thankful for those who have served and laid down their lives for our country's freedom and safety.

Today I thought I would share a few fun creations that I have made. The first is my Super-Monkey. He is a lovable sock monkey that I made a few years ago. I found the sock-monkey kit on clearance at a craft store and this little fellow was just waiting to be made. The original kit instructed you to make a bedtime sock monkey with a nightcap, slippers, and felted teddy-bear. The idea was cute, but I much preferred the creativity of creating my own little character. So, the fabric for his nightcap became a cape and the fabric for the teddy-bear was used to create the "S" on his chest

Super-Monkey! Flickr: Link
A few years ago.
Present day. Flickr: Link

Is it a bird? Is it a plane? No, it's Super-Monkey! Flickr: Link
Next I would like to share a crocheted critter that I have been working on. She is a lovely little Amigurumi style Dachshund. I have decided to name her LuLu. LuLu will be going off on an adventure in the mail sometime soon. (Can you keep a secret? Lulu is a little surprise gift for my Grandma who has a real Dachshund!)

If you would like to make your own Amigurumi Dachshund you can find the free pattern here: Lion Brand-Amigurumi Wiener Dog Pattern  

LuLu decided to check out my newest book. Flickr: Link
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I hope you had a Magnificent Monday and a Terrific Tuesday!

Blessings,
Sarah

Monday, May 23, 2011

It's Raining Cats and a Dog...


It is another magnificent Monday! 

Today I was inspired by the recent rain we have had and the phrase, "It's raining cats and dogs!" 
So, I thought I would share about my cats and dog. =)

You have already met Juni, but here is another shot of his adorable self. 

Nap time.

 Next I would like to introduce you to Girly Girl.

Girly Girl.
The family that we adopted her from named her Girly Girl. They found her with her litter mates as a kitten. Someone had dumped Girly Girl and the other kittens into a box and then abandoned them at the park. She has blessed my life for many years. Before Girly Girl the only pets I had ever had were a beetle that I kept for a few days in a cleaned out two-liter in my backyard, a tarantula that my Dad and I found that I tried to convince my Momma to allow me to keep, and a fish that was a bribe to convince me to let the tarantula go. (By the way, it is great fun to catch flies and moths for a tarantula and then watch it enjoy them for a meal.) Girly Girl has truly been a wonderful critter companion. 
 
And last but not least is Annie! 


Smiling for the camera.

Annie is a mutt that we adopted from one of my Father’s coworkers. She was dumped out in the country and is precious. She can be stubborn, but I love her none the less.

Fun facts about my critters:

Juni-
1.       He snores.
2.       He once slept curled up in our bathroom sink.
3.       His favorite toy is a long ribbon.

Girly Girl-
1.       She loves to sleep on jackets, blankets, bags and such that are colored close to or the same as her dark fur. (This can be rather dangerous when you almost set something on her because she is all curled up and camouflaged!)
2.       My Dad trained her to come when he whistles.
3.       When she was a young cat she used to play fetch with half of a plastic Easter egg.

Annie-
1.       She LOVES to chase things.
2.       She hates the sound of bells.
3.       We (and her Vet) are pretty sure that she is part miniature Australian Shepherd and part Boarder Colly.

I hope that your Monday has been magnificent! 

Blessings,
Sarah   

Thursday, May 19, 2011

Birthday blessings...


I am currently in a moderate “crash” from all of my birthday festivities that occurred on Tuesday. (A crash is when my body reacts negatively to the amount or particular activities that I did. It is basically an increased amount of my symptoms such as fatigue, lymph node swelling, sore throat, fever, body aches, and so on. But, my birthday was totally worth this moderate crash!)
I had an absolutely marvelous birthday and I thought I would share some of my precious blessings with all of you.

Tuesday started off marvelously from the very beginning. My precious Momma had gotten up extra early to make my favorite muffins. Then, my sister wanted to make my morning special too so she had the table all set nicely, an apron tied around her waist, and a menu for me to make my selections from. I loved the cute little menu she typed up for me to order from. 

Lovely flowers to brighten the table.


A shot from above.

A little "Happy Birthday" sign.

This menu was such a wonderful idea!
 After a lovely morning, my dear friend Sara Beth came to pick me up and take me to a little bistro for lunch. When I walked out to her car she had a little treasure box of goodies waiting for me on the seat. Among the goodies was a beautiful butterfly notebook, a poem she wrote just for me, a pretty little vintage necklace, and a lovely card with showers of blessings written inside. Lunch was marvelous and so was my time spent with her.

My treasure box of blessings.
Isn't this little box splendid!?


The adorable vintage necklace Sara Beth gave me.


I spent the afternoon resting a little bit and then spending time with one of my brothers. We played an old video game called Wacky-Wheels. I absolutely love that old video game and my brother and I had a blast playing, laughing, and chatting together as we drove our wacky animal cars in races and shot hedgehogs to cause the other cars to spin out.
  
I spent the evening enjoying tortilla pizza, strawberry ice-cream, family time, laughter, and the blessings of many gifts and loving words. I was positively spoiled rotten by my family and friends! 
I was truly blessed by all of my birthday gifts, but I wanted to share a few of my favorites.
The first gift is from my sweet parents. Not only did that put together a bag of fun odds and ends, but they also allowed me to browse around Etsy and pick out an item of my choosing. I chose this beautiful locket and I now await its arrival in the mail with pleasant anticipation! (I greatly enjoy receiving fun mail! But, then again who doesn't like receiving fun mail?) I found this lovely locket over at Sarus Crafts-Etsy Shop. The creator places miniatures of her original art into jewelry pieces!

Photo Credit goes to Sarus Crafts
My second favorite was from my sweet sister. My favorite flowers are white daisies and she gave me gifts that were daisy themed! 
My daisy gifts. And, of course I had to put a daisy in my hair!
Then my youngest brother thought I needed an airplane launcher gun. I've had great fun launching the little airplanes around the house. 



Posing with my new airplane launcher.

Last (but not least) I want to share the adorable piggy bank that my other brother gave me! He picked it out all by himself and I think the piggy is absolutely adorable! 
My cute little piggy.
It was a wonderful birthday and I hope you have enjoyed a little glimpse of the festivities!
 
By the way, I have an adorable little crocheted critter I have almost completed that I look forward to sharing with you soon!

Before I go, I would like to share a fun opportunity with all of you!
Over at Gingermelon Dolls there is a giveaway going on. Seven winners will be randomly selected to receive one of the two new patterns that Shelly has created! All you have to do is leave a comment and share which pattern you would like to receive. Shelly will draw the names of the seven winners on May 22nd!

I think Shelly's little Raggamuffins are delightful! So, what are you waiting for!?

Here is the giveaway page: Gingermelon Dolls-Pattern Giveaway

Blessings,
Sarah


Monday, May 16, 2011

Another Magnificent Monday…

Hello everyone!

I hope that you are having a Magnificent Monday today! Mine has been filled with rest, a bit of house cleaning, and enjoying a few photographs that I took yesterday. I found a poem that I believe goes along with my photographs and even helps tell a story.

Enjoy!

The Little Rose Tree
 By Rachel Field

Every rose on the little tree
Is making a different face at me!
Some look surprised as I pass by,
And others droop - but they are shy.
These two whose heads together press
Tell secrets I could never guess.
Some have their heads thrown back to sing,
And all the buds are listening.
I wonder if the gardener knows,
Or if he calls each just a rose? 

"Every rose on the little tree
Is making a different face at me!
Some look surprised as I pass by,
And others droop - but they are shy." 
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"These two whose heads together press
Tell secrets I could never guess."
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"Some have their heads thrown back to sing..."
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"...And all the buds are listening."
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"I wonder if the gardener knows,
Or if he calls each just a rose?" 
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May your Monday be magnificent!

Blessings,
Sarah

Saturday, May 14, 2011

A Little Bit of Roses and Turning Worry into Wonder...

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Last night as I was eating dinner I noticed the jar of flowers on the dining table were soaking up a few pretty rays of sunshine. It was beautiful. My artistic/creative heart was rushed with ideas to capture a glimpse of its loveliness. Moments like that are some of the best. Those are the moments when creativity floods over me like a gentle rain, the moments that I can't seem to capture the ideas fast enough, and the moments that I sigh with the corners of my mouth lifted up.

It's been an emotional week for me. I'm processing through different aspects in regards to my health.
I found out yesterday that my current doctor is closing down his practice as of next month. I don't know what is going to happen or how I will find a new doctor.

To quote Heart to Heart with Holley-

"The last few weeks have held their share of questions. Like ping-pong balls they ricochet through my mind.
What if...?
How will...?
Should I...?
Bounce after bounce the noise gets louder. And then one day a divine hand reaches down to snatch them in mid-air with these words:
Turn your worry into wonder.
After that the rhythm changes.
I wonder how God will...
I wonder what He has...
I wonder when He..."


So, today I will begin turning my worry into wonder.

I hope you are having a lovely Saturday.

Blessings,
Sarah

Friday, May 13, 2011

CFS/ME and Fibromyalgia Awareness Day and My Story...

(Please note that I had this post published yesterday and it seems in the process of blogger fixing glitches that my post disappeared. So, let me try this again...)

     Today is CFS/ME and Fibromyalgia awareness day. You may or may not have heard of one or any of these illnesses. Considering the day, I thought it fitting to share more of my story. I have Chronic Fatigue Syndrome (CFS/ME) and this month I was re-tested for and diagnosed with Fibromyalgia. These two illnesses have rocked my world and then turned it upside down. But, let me start at the beginning…

     I think (though this is an assumption based on looking back) that it all began in October of 2009. My family and I took a family road trip for a family reunion. Life was good. I was a very busy type “A” high-school student. I was (and still am) home educated. I was also a very active member of my community. I worked hard in my school work, tutored twice a week, volunteered as a student leader at my youth group every Wednesday afternoon and evening, participated in a local home-school co-op one day a week, baby-sat, relaxed with friends, served at my church on Sundays as an assistant teacher working with the two and three year old class, got together with friends, was a part of a small group that met once a week, worked watching children at another church every Saturday night, and I was preparing for a local Rotary Club speech contest. I enjoyed everything I did. My sister told me it seemed like every time I came home I was in the process of going again. I was busy and I loved it. The only real stress I was going through at the time was a strained relationship with someone I love. I had a wrong attitude and I regret being overly sensitive about things. Bitterness is a dangerous thing, once it takes root it is difficult to remove. (By the way, that relationship is great now! God has helped me work through my bitterness and issues. I am so thankful that the relationship is now healthier than I ever imagined was possible.) Well, I don’t know if my busyness and that stressful relationship impacted things or not (it probably did), but there I was on a family road trip. We had driven most of the day and arrived late that evening at our destination. After visiting with family we went to bed. The next morning I woke up feeling a little odd. I felt very heavy, tired, and achy. But, me being me I was determined to push through and head to the family reunion with everyone else. Once at the community center where the reunion was being held I mixed and mingled with everyone for awhile. I began to feel heavier, achier, and completely exhausted. My Dad took me back to where we were staying and I went to bed. I slept and slept, then I slept some more. When I wasn’t sleeping I didn’t have the energy to do anything. I didn’t even feel like reading a book I had been excited about reading on the trip. I was utterly exhausted. After two-three days or so of rest I was able to spend more time with the family. I still didn’t feel back to normal, but I seemed to be recovering and just figured it was a virus and that I would be getting back up on my feet soon.

     I did seem pretty fine after that, at least for awhile. Maybe I got a bit more easily tired, but for the rest of October through February something was slowly changing. That November I got Bronchitis and it took me a very long time to recover. (I do believe I was “out of commission” for three weeks with the bronchitis.) I began to have more issues after that and I began to have very odd things happen. I was losing energy, fatigued, occasionally having dizzy spells, and more. By February my parents and I were getting concerned. I had been lessening my activities little by little, my grades had been dropping lower and lower, and I was just plain tired. I would go about my weekly schedule and then one or two random days a week I would just crash with exhaustion. At first we thought maybe I just kept getting sick with viruses, but eventually we just knew something wasn’t right.

     We went to my doctor in February and she wanted to run some blood work. She was pretty sure I had a thyroid problem. Well, all of my blood work came back within normal range. I didn’t know it then, but that would soon be a pattern. I had lots of blood work done. Each time someone thought we had figured out what was going on, but my test results came back normal. After a scary incident that had me at the emergency room one night I also saw a Cardiologist, had an MRI done, saw a Rheumatologist, and had a lot more blood drawn. (The night I ended up in the emergency room I had drank a large cup of coffee earlier that evening and we are now pretty positive that the caffeine sent my body into a sort of crazy panic attack. I am now VERY caffeine sensitive! Anytime I eat or drink something that has caffeine in it I have increased anxiety and I feel like I have to be moving. Thankfully, I can still enjoy a bit of chocolate in the day time.) Well, you may have guessed by now that for awhile no one could figure out what was wrong. Some believed me that something was wrong and some didn’t. There were odd things like increased reflex responses, light sensitivity and overly dilated eyes, sore throat, swollen lymph nodes, achiness, exhaustion, brain fog, memory issues, and increased symptoms when I exercised. I even had a difficult experience with one doctor who told me that I just needed to relax over the summer and workout more. (Before I got sick I happened to be in the best shape of my life. By the time I saw that doctor I was resting a TON and had dropped many activities.) I cried after that appointment. Actually, I cried after a lot of my doctor appointments. I remember after spending hours at the emergency room and having lots of testing done the doctor kindly came back to my Mom, sister, and I and told us the good news was that I didn’t have cancer, but she couldn’t find a single thing wrong with me. She gave us referrals and we left to the car. I remember laying my head in my lap and breaking down into sobs. My Mom rubbed my back and promised me we would figure out what was going on with my body. It is unexplainably painful when your life is crashing down and falling apart around you, and yet no one can tell you why or even give you a name for what is ravaging your body.

     Finally, in June of 2010 I found my current doctor. Honestly, I believe it was a God thing. Three different people from three totally different social circles approached my mother and me separately telling us about a doctor who treats Chronic Fatigue Syndrome (CFS), Fibromyalgia (FM), and Lyme disease. He took the time to listen to my parents and I, reviewed my charts and blood work history, examined me, and diagnosed me with CFS. With supplements and one pharmaceutical he helped me begin to understand and improve. I continued to see slow improvement from then to December.

     Now, before I continue my story I would like to talk a short bit about CFS.

According to the CDC:

“The fatigue of CFS is accompanied by characteristic symptoms lasting at least six months. These symptoms include:
  • difficulties with memory and concentration
  • problems with sleep
  • persistent muscle pain
  • joint pain (without redness or swelling)
  • headaches
  • tender lymph nodes
  • increased malaise (fatigue and sickness) following exertion
  • sore throat
Other Symptoms
The symptoms listed above are the symptoms used to diagnose this illness. However, many CFS patients may experience other symptoms, including:
  • irritable bowel
  • depression or psychological problems (irritability, mood swings, anxiety, panic attacks)
  • chills and night sweats
  • visual disturbances (blurring, sensitivity to light, eye pain)
  • allergies or sensitivities to foods, odors, chemicals, medications, or noise
  • brain fog (feeling like you're in a mental fog)
  • difficulty maintaining upright position, dizziness, balance problems or fainting”
There is a lot that is unknown about this syndrome. We don’t know for sure what causes it, how best to treat, there is currently no cure, and it is very complicated. But, the one thing we do know is that it is real. Some doctors don’t believe it is real and some everyday people don’t either, but I can tell you that it is VERY real and life altering.
Now, back to my story…

     As the months would go by my doctor would help me with supplements and advice. I would learn more and more about my limitations (or energy envelope) and the negative consequences of not listening to my body. There were times that my body would “play by the rules” and other times it would react with seemingly no rhyme or reason!
By December I had improved enough that my school had been improving (I was able to carry a work load of three classes) and I was able to be in the local home-school co-op play. (We were putting on a production of Charles Dickens’ A Christmas Carol and I was the ghost of Christmas past. It was a marvelous part!) I was no longer working, volunteering on Wednesdays, teaching on Sundays, participating with the small group, or rushing around on the go. But, I was improving slowly and learning to accept limits. During this time I was also learning to grieve in healthy ways. There is a grief that comes with this illness of CFS/ME. In a way, it is like watching parts of your “old self” die. You have to put many of your plans onto the backburner and yet still have hope, joy, passion, and drive. This illness is a physical journey, but the consequences of the physical issues also make it a very emotional journey. 

     So, time went by. Slowly I was seeing improvement and I was learning to live with the symptoms and manage them relatively well. By now it was drawing close to Christmas time and my Grandmother surprised my family with tickets to fly to see her and spend Christmas with her! This was a huge and wonderful surprise! I received the approval from my doctor and got tips to carefully travel. But, life often doesn’t go as planned. (You would think I would grasp that by now! *laughs*) As soon as the airplane took off I felt pain. I don’t really know how to best explain it. But, for the rest of the flight my body would ache and I would experience strong pain. Once to my Grandmother’s (and off the plane) I seemed decently well considering the travel and horrible reaction to flying. (By the way, before this illness I adored flying and travel. That might help put into perspective how much had changed for me to say that the plane ride was horrible.) Well, three or four days after I had arrived, my body began to protest to the colder climate and I think the airplane reaction caught up with me. I spent a lot of painful time in bed and having to be very careful. I managed through the rest of the trip with some medications my doctor called in and by resting off and on most days. Then of course, I had to fly home. Honestly, if it weren’t for wanting and needing to get home I think I would have stayed right where I was just so I didn’t have to get on another plane. But, I survived and made it safely home. Once home I spent three weeks without leaving my house except to see my doctor. The pain, exhaustion, brain fog, swollen glands, off and on low grade temperatures, and so on were awful. But, do you know what’s crazy? I can’t completely regret it. Not completely. I got to cheer up my Grandma (she lives alone and isn’t able to get out much these days), visit her in Alaska with my whole family, visit with wonderful relatives, and simply make Christmas special for my Grandma. I just can’t regret that even though it took my life downhill.

     Since then it has been a slow time of improvement. I have had more symptom issues since the trip and I have had more pain. This month I went to my doctor’s appointment and he decided to re-test me for Fibromyalgia. (In May and June of 2010 I had been tested for FM twice, once by my current doctor and once by a Rheumatologist. At both of those tests I did not have Fibromyalgia.) To test for Fibromyalgia there are “tender points” that when pressed on become very painful. I had a strong painful response to about 13 of the 18 “tender points”.  After the appointment I experienced majorly increased levels of pain. I continued to have higher levels of pain than normal for about three days after the appointment. It was a surprising and completely unexpected reaction. I had just thought my new pain was a more severe type of the body aches I had been living with as a symptom of the CFS/ME. So, it has been a new aspect for me to process through this added illness/diagnose.

     If you would like to read more about the basics of Fibromyalgia and CFS/ME I would encourage you to visit this website: CFS/ME and Fibromyalgia Information-CFIDS Self Help
By following that link there will be a basic information pages for CFS/ME and Fibromyalgia.

     If it weren’t for God and the hope and joy I have in Him, I honestly don’t think I could do this. I also couldn’t do this without my incredible family and friends. My family loves me, cries with me, laughs with me, hugs me, prays for me, provides for me, and supports me. (They also do little things like pick out a balloon for me while at the grocery store when I am not feeling well. Then they tie it to my bed so that I can watch it dance in the air currents of the fan.) I also couldn’t do this without the friends who have stuck by me in all of this. Those are the friends that make it a point to call me, text me, send me a letter, come visit with me, don’t take it personally when I have to cancel our plans (for what might seem like the 100th time), pray for me and with me, give me hugs, and they are the ones who just plain haven’t seemed to drop off the face of the earth since I got sick. I am so blessed by the people who believe me, love me, and support me in all of this. And lastly, I couldn’t do this without my doctor and his staff. Though I still deal with symptoms and pain they continue to help me and make things better. Most of all, they believe me and that this illness is not “all in my head”. (That is unfortunately not true of everyone in the medical field.)

     I have a lot of symptoms and a lot of things I don’t know.
I don’t know how my health will continue to develop for better or for worse.
I have no idea when I will become a high school graduate (though I am determined to even if it takes me five more years and one class at a time).
I don’t know if I will ever have the physical and mental energy to drive a car.
I don’t know if I will one day be able to support myself financially.
I don’t know if I will ever be able to live independently.
I don’t know if there is a man out there who will love me for me; a man who will understand the enormity of the vows “in sickness and in health”.
There are a lot of things that I don’t know.
So, I take it a day at a time. I give thanks for the little things, I pray, I love, I live.
There is hope and joy in my Daddy God. I can still dream, laugh, smile, hope, write, and be creative.

CFS/ME and Fibromyalgia are part of my body, but I am still me.

Today if I have enlightened one person to the reality of these illnesses, or if I have encouraged someone to persevere, then I rejoice!

Thank you for taking the time to read my story. (I realize that it was very long and I appreciate that you took the time to read it.)
I would like to end with something that I wrote on April 12th, 2011.

If I Were Well Tomorrow

If I were well tomorrow,
And I knew this would never come back
I would run a race,
Serve actively at youth,
Work with lots and lots of kids,
Finish high-school,
Chase my brother at the park,
Walk the dog a mile,
Take a sewing class this summer,
Volunteer at the library,
Dance to my heart’s content,
Shop at a thrift store and not be exhaustedly spent,
Go see Mema and sing her many, many songs,
Jump rope,
Travel where-ever God wants me to go,
Work at the food shelter,
Get a part time job,
Achieve the proud title of a licensed driver,
Ride a bike,
Climb a mountain,
Make a lovely flower garden,
Write a book,
Visit in person with ALL of my beloved friends,
And physically serve, serve, serve Him to my heart’s content.

But, that is not my life.
That is a dream.
Though, I can still serve, serve, serve Him; it just looks different these days.
It’s a dream that if He wants to, He could make it happen, it could be.
But, maybe He has me right where He needs me.
In fact, I think that as long as I am here, He is allowing me to be.
Some ask, “Why do bad things happen to good people?”
I ask, “Are any of us truly good?”
I know I am not.
Now, I don’t know why bad things happen to people who we view as good because they are less bad than most.
But, maybe, just maybe, He knows something we don’t.


Blessings,
Sarah

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

A trio and a hymn...


Today I would like to share a picture and one of my favorite hymns. I like to call this picture a “trio of outcasts”. These three flowers came from separate Mother’s day bouquets that my sister arranged for my Momma and my Mema. I think they make a lovely little trio. If flowers could sing, oh the lovely music these three would make together. 

Taking in the sunshine.  
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Taking in the dim light.
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Speaking of music, a hymn has been running through my head all day today! Ever since I was a little girl I’ve adored hymns. There is a beauty, a history, and such truth in many hymns. In fact, one of my most treasured possessions is a hymnal that once belonged to my Mema. She used to sing in choir and had a beautiful voice. She also taught herself how to play multiple musical instruments (including piano) by ear. When I was younger she would tell me stories about how she would sit beside the radio and teach herself how to play different songs. Though my Mema is still on this earth, she has next to no short term memory ability and I’m not sure if she remembers how to play piano or sing like she used to. I love her dearly and will forever treasure that hymnal. I’ve spent many an evening (when my voice feels well enough) thumbing through that hymnal and singing the songs I know. Sometimes I just make up my own melodies to the words of hymns I don’t know.  

The hymn I would like to share today is I Heard the Voice of Jesus Say. I have the lyrics typed out, but I would also encourage you to have a listen to a version of it by Audrey Assad. Have a listen to it over here: Audrey Assad-Music Myspace
I really like the rawness of Audrey’s rendition. It’s simply her beautiful voice and a piano. I hope you’ll have a listen and enjoy some of her other lovely original music too!

I Heard the Voice of Jesus Say

I heard the voice of Jesus say,
"Come unto Me and rest;
Lay down, thou weary one, lay down,
Thy head upon My breast."
I came to Jesus as I was,
Weary and worn and sad;
I found in Him a resting-place,
And He has made me glad.

I heard the voice of Jesus say,
"Behold, I freely give
The living water; thirsty one,
Stoop down and drink and live."
I came to Jesus, and I drank
Of that life-giving stream.
My thirst was quenched, my soul revived,
And now I live in Him.

I heard the voice of Jesus say,
"I am this dark world's Light.
Look unto Me; thy morn shall rise
And all thy day be bright."
I looked to Jesus, and I found
In Him my Star, my Sun;
And in that Light of Life I'll walk
Till traveling days are done.


Blessings,
Sarah

Monday, May 9, 2011

Magnificent Mondays…


There seems to be a grey cloud that is imagined to hang over each Monday. We go from the weekend into a new weekday and it can seem rather gloomy. This morning I had the idea to have “Magnificent Mondays.” Each Monday I will post some thoughts or pictures in hopes of shedding some sunshine into each Monday.

Today I have a few lovely photos to share with you.

First, I thought I would brighten this Monday with a rose petal butterfly. I had recently pressed a handful of rose petals and took a bit of time to use them in a creative way. I hope you enjoy this lovely little creature.

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Secondly, I would like to introduce you to my adorable cat. His name is Juni which is short for Junior Asparagus like in Veggie Tales. (I can't remember what compelled my child mind to name him that.)  I found Juni when he was a kitten out in the alley near my home. He was so tiny that he could fit in both my hands. My family and I rescued him and have given him a nice home and lots of love. He and I have spent many an afternoon cuddling the time away.

Juni posing for the camera.
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May your Monday be magnificent!

Blessings,
Sarah   

Sunday, May 8, 2011

Sunshine Blessings and a Bit About Me...


Never underestimate the impact that a small act of kindness, gift of love, word of encouragement, or letter of blessing can have on someone. This week I received a card in the mail from my former mentor. She is a wonderful woman and I love her dearly. She was celebrating a recent accomplishment of mine. Her card is like a burst of sunshine. I have it pinned up beside my bed and every time I look at it I think of joy, her love for me, her caring words, and the design on the front makes me think of the pleasant aspects of dandelions.


Isn’t it incredible what the simple act of buying a card and writing a note inside can do for someone?

It never ceases to amaze me.


I have been debating about sharing about my health issues, but I have decided that it is too much a part of my life not to share. So, here we go! I have Chronic Fatigue Syndrome (CFS) and I was recently diagnosed with Fibromyalgia. This past year and a half has been a complicated and crazy time for me. The health issues of CFS and Fibromyalgia have shaken my world and then turned it upside down like a snow globe. 
On May 12th it's in the works to share more of the story of my health journey with all of you and tell you more about CFS and Fibromyalgia.   

I wanted to share about my health for a few reasons. First of all it majorly impacts my life. Second, I have come to realize how encouraging it can be to read another person’s story and know that you are not alone in this health struggle. I hope that maybe one day someone else will read my blog and be encouraged. And lastly, I hope that I can be a part of spreading positive awareness of CFS and Fibromyalgia. These two illnesses are very real and complicated.

Please know that I am not just going to write about my health on here! I look forward to sharing crafts, odds and ends, writing, glimpses of loveliness, and some aspects of my life. I will write about my health, but it will not be all that I write about.

So, with all of that being said, I hope you will continue reading my blog and maybe pass it on to a friend.
Happy Mother's day to all the wonderful mothers reading this!!!! 
And remember, you never know how a small thing like a card can bring a ray of sunshine to another person's day. =)  

Blessings,
Sarah