liluga - love isn't love until given away

"Loving God means doing what he tells us to do, and really, that isn't hard at all." 1 John 5:3 NLT

Friday, April 11, 2014

Five Minute Friday - Paint

The first project I tackled this morning was painting a coffee mug for a friend with her "word of the year" on it.  As I was letting it dry, I ventured over to Five Minute Friday to see what the topic was.


Coincidental? I think not. 

I had a hard time with the mug. My hand was wobbly and I was afraid of making a mistake. 

I think that is the way I live my life, a little wobbly and afraid of making mistakes.

I have to believe that I can accomplish great things, and that it is o.k. to make mistakes. God never asks us to be perfect, he asks us to try. And when we do, we can accomplish more than we think.

My mug turned out pretty good (o.k., maybe not as cool as some of the ones I've seen on Pinterest, but cool none the less) and I know my friend will be blessed by it. Isn't that what it's all about?

Five Minute Friday/

Friday, April 4, 2014

Writer - Five Minute Friday

When I think about the word “writer” I think of people who actually have published a book or two. People who make a living out of writing. I don’t think of myself, a lover-of-journaling and a “when I get around to it” blogger, as writer.

But what does God say about me being a writer? Am I a writer anytime I use the written word to jot down my feelings and experiences? Am I a writer when I write a card with an encouraging note to a friend? How about when I do publish a post on my blog and my mom and dad and a couple of friends are the only ones who read it?

I believe he says yes, Jamie, you are a writer. A writer of words that I put into your heart. Amen to that.

Five Minute Friday

Sunday, March 23, 2014

A Chicky New Liluga

It's been a while since I've sewn a liluga. While I have always loved the idea behind making a liluga (a little something to give away that says "you're loved!), I have to confess that I never really loved the design of my original lilugas.

I tried to come up with different patterns and shapes and sizes. Although many came out cute, the patterns did not scream at me "this is it"!  So, I put sewing them on the back burner and went about my life.

Earlier this January, I discovered an internet phenomena called "One Word". It's where you choose one word for the year. One word to focus on and live out.  My one word was "Overcome" because there are many things I need to overcome in my life.  But I won't get into any of that here.  What I do want to share is that, with my word, the image of a bird came to me. It was as if, in order to overcome, I need to spread my wings and fly.  Like a baby bird in the nest that needs to be kicked out so it can fly on its own.

I then decided that this would be the year of the bird. I would focus on using birds in my sewing, crafting and writing. Funny, I never noticed before how many people incorporate birds into their artwork. I am noticing now. 

My first bird I made came out ok. It looked a little like folk art. It wasn't until a few weeks ago, while making a couple fabric stuffed Easter eggs, that I thought about making an Easter chick.  I, of course, looked online to see what others were doing, and noticed that there wasn't much in this area.  So I took what I had on hand - recycled wool, fabric scraps, on a ball of this lovely black velvet yarn that I found at the antique mall - and made my first chick.  Immediately I thought to myself, "this is it"!

Not every liluga I make will be an Easter chick, but for this season, chicks are it.

I have four little guys that need to find a home.

“That is why I tell you not to worry about everyday life—whether you have enough food and drink, or enough clothes to wear. Isn’t life more than food, and your body more than clothing? Look at the birds. They don’t plant or harvest or store food in barns, for your heavenly Father feeds them. And aren’t you far more valuable to him than they are? Can all your worries add a single moment to your life?"  Matthew 6:25-27

Monday, December 16, 2013


Cold, snowy days are a good for making me stay inside and work on projects I normally tend to never get to.  Today, it's in the teens and it snowed, again. It's as good a time as any to write on my blog. It has been a while.

The word "obedience" has been on my heart lately and scripture that refers to obedience has been jumping out at me as I read my Bible.

In Matthew chapter four, Satan is tempting Jesus in the desert. Verse four says
"But Jesus told him (Satan), "No! For the scripture tells us that bread won't feed
men's souls; obedience to every word of God is what we need." (The Living Bible)

So, according to this verse, obedience to God's word is what feeds our souls. We can know God's word, but if we don't do what it says, then it's fruitless. Without obedience, we'll starve. I guess you could take a look at the culture around us and say it looks like it is dying from a lack of nutrition. Obedience to God's word is like Biblical nutrition. It's the best diet around. 

Monday, September 23, 2013

Woolly Days

 What do you do when someone gives you a huge bag of felted wool sweater scraps?  Get busy sewing, of course. 

I made a little liluga, some pin cushions, a few heart ornaments and a whole bunch of other stuff. So far, I've barely made a dent in my wool stash.

It's been so much fun creating all these things. Good thing Christmas is around the corner because I need to give all this woolly stuff away.

Friday, May 31, 2013


Imagine a world where EVERYONE obeyed the teachings in the Bible, especially the teachings of Christ. That every thought and action would be lined up against the word.

Oh, that would be heaven.

I’ve always thought that if we all behaved biblically, we wouldn’t have all the problems we have in this world. The problem, even Christians don’t want to behave Biblically. How about behaving Biblically without acknowledging where our teaching comes from?

A while back, while my brother was going through some marital problems, I gave him some sound advice, straight from the Bible. Being that he is not a Christian, I did not tell him where the advice came from. When we were done talking, he said “that’s the best advice I’ve heard of yet, where did you learn that from?” I told him it was all taught in the Bible.

It is the best advice out there. Why don’t more people follow it? Good question.

Thursday, May 9, 2013

Don't Worry

I was born with the worry gene. My grandma had it, my mother has it, my sister has it, my daughter has it and even my dog has it. It has been with me through all of my growing years. It entered into adulthood with me, accompanied me through the early years of marriage and child-raising, and is settling into the mid-life years with me. I don’t like worry, but it sure likes me.

When I was young, my mother worried about everything. We had to wear undershirts year round because mom worried we might catch a cold. We had to keep our bedrooms clean, cause she worried that her friends would think she was an unfit mother if we didn’t. I myself grew up worrying about the friends I had and if I was well liked. I worried about my looks and getting that 80’s hairstyle just right. I worried if I’d ever have a boyfriend, much less ever get married. After college graduation, I worried about my job. I worried that people wouldn’t like me if I didn’t perform well. After getting married and having children, I worried about my kid’s  health, their growth, and the food I fed them. I worried about my marriage and the problems I was having. Today, I am worried that the mistakes I made will have lasting effects on my children. I worry that I worry too much and it is having an effect on my health.

Worrying is not what God has intended for us, and if you look in the Bible, you’ll find that Jesus had a lot to say about worry: “Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more important than food, and the body more important than clothes? Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life? And why do you worry about clothes? See how the lilies of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you? O you of little faith? So do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.” Matthew 6:25-34 (NIV)

So why do I go on worrying, when God’s word is so clear? The answer to that question worries me. As a Christian, I should have shed the worry gene a long time ago, yet I seem to hold on tightly to it. It’s like a monkey on my back. I try to shake it off, but it always jumps back on.

Actually, I really have come a long way in my walk with worry. I grew up without faith, reading scripture and prayer. I was ignorant to God’s teaching on the subject. As a young mother of two children, the Lord found me and I became a Christian. Over the years, as I have studied the Bible and have learned to surrender my struggles to God, I have shed many of my worries. However, it’s as if the monkey only lost weight, not disappeared entirely.

But I am continually learning and growing. As long as I am reading my Bible and meditating on the truth of what scripture has to say about worry, I do ok. And prayer. Prayer is where I can release my worries to God.  So, be gone monkey, I don’t need you anymore!