tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-86386915093804815402024-03-05T06:19:11.610-05:00Feel My FeltFeel My Felt...
warm the cockles of your heart.Elainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17319490332746933346noreply@blogger.comBlogger196125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638691509380481540.post-83731512939253410772023-10-25T23:31:00.000-04:002023-10-25T23:31:24.153-04:00A Word of Encouragement <p> Today I took my signs to the abortion center in Hyannis. I'm Pro-Life. There's a group called 40 Days Pray For Life....and I like to help them pray to end abortion. I'm not an actual member of this group but I'm very sincere in my prayers. I pray the Holy Rosary. Sometimes the counter protesters are there. They were there today.</p><p>Anyway...after everybody left I stayed to pray a little more. During the hour of 3-4 I prayed the Chaplet of Divine Mercy. It was getting later in the day and a feeling came over me that what I was doing was crazy and stupid. I thought that nobody cared about what I was doing. I wasn't helping anyone....so I thought. Cars zoomed past and it seemed as if they didn't even notice me. The wind picked up and my signs were getting more difficult to carry straight. The evening chill was upon me. My heart was sinking. I doubted my purpose. I doubted my own prayers were helping. I was feeling fatigued. I was thinking I should just go home. </p><p>But then, a stranger appeared beside me. He was a young man very handsome. He had dark skin. He had one diamond earring sparkling in the late afternoon sun. His eyes were bright and clear. He had on a white baseball cap with no emblem. His face was beautifully smooth. He whispered to me these words..... "I appreciate you." His teeth were white and perfect. I whispered back and he asked me...."What did you say?" I spoke up louder and I said..."Thank-you and God Bless You!" He gave me a Thumbs Up and I watched him walk away. He had a small backpack.</p><p>Just then a flurry of activity was happening behind me. I heard cars starting up one after the other. The nurses were leaving for the day. My spirit was renewed and I prayed for each one of those nurses as they drove away. Please pray for all souls involved with the horror of <b><u>ABORTION.</u></b></p><p>Maybe you sometimes doubt that anyone will actually benefit from your prayers.</p><p>God appreciates our efforts.</p><p>It reminds me of when my children used to make me breakfast in bed. They would be making such a mess in the kitchen and surprise me with pancakes that were practically inedible. But I loved the sentiment. I felt the honor and love. My prayers are probably just as bad as those pancakes. But My heavenly Father must know how much I try.</p><p>Thy Kingdom Come Father....Thy Will Be Done. </p>Elainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17319490332746933346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638691509380481540.post-47954262826421900822023-09-08T00:41:00.002-04:002023-09-08T00:44:05.189-04:00Fascinating Short Story<p><a href="https://youtu.be/MbajDAHyhAk?si=gyuCV_wwGwENqx-s">The True Face Of The Virgin Mary</a><br /></p><p>Happy Birthday to the Queen of Heaven!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha8mQh0WBBIXt2hheQ5wi92GO7E-o-squrOkEuo0JekgQUarU_kCblF-vJZjVjkxKdnbSsN7N0esZEdFAVuzJZw3xy21moWGyr5prnWmK3wHundKVObLMFDUcmiG356g_1LKrp4JJ7nAcy-ytedFBVxGO3o2RP-1WuCv79b27JqejQOgADZuyoLS0ldbJN/s1992/a%20m%202.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1692" data-original-width="1992" height="272" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha8mQh0WBBIXt2hheQ5wi92GO7E-o-squrOkEuo0JekgQUarU_kCblF-vJZjVjkxKdnbSsN7N0esZEdFAVuzJZw3xy21moWGyr5prnWmK3wHundKVObLMFDUcmiG356g_1LKrp4JJ7nAcy-ytedFBVxGO3o2RP-1WuCv79b27JqejQOgADZuyoLS0ldbJN/s320/a%20m%202.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><br /></p>Elainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17319490332746933346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638691509380481540.post-51101119936948850732023-06-08T09:25:00.012-04:002023-06-08T09:34:06.633-04:00Fr. Donald Calloway - The Virgin Mary in Our Lives<p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis_bmjFL5sZaQLT5ganUlKQNrLdlUGnNCbrZL1jW42Ed9DA9BKsK61pjyWN5TRj3FvkzvRjcLSyTMhR4hFScrPOGJt-KfSKx109ToZsZsR6h9I8l67z3BEEFC-jyaBAFtvo54eXvxTirIsl59XP_LT4C2mMMKuJ73YnzucryKP1OfG1wdrGMcX2T_Ytg/s594/Fr.%20Dan%20Calloway.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="315" data-original-width="594" height="171" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis_bmjFL5sZaQLT5ganUlKQNrLdlUGnNCbrZL1jW42Ed9DA9BKsK61pjyWN5TRj3FvkzvRjcLSyTMhR4hFScrPOGJt-KfSKx109ToZsZsR6h9I8l67z3BEEFC-jyaBAFtvo54eXvxTirIsl59XP_LT4C2mMMKuJ73YnzucryKP1OfG1wdrGMcX2T_Ytg/w320-h171/Fr.%20Dan%20Calloway.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">"Nobody knows Jesus better than Mary"<br /><br />Bunper Sticker - Wise Men Still Find Jesus <br />with His Mother<br /><br /><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YPYKftebVwY&ab_channel=Dave%26DarleneDuprey">1 Hour Lesson</a></span></td></tr></tbody></table><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /> </span><p></p>Elainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17319490332746933346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638691509380481540.post-72909637655075800102023-02-02T23:12:00.001-05:002023-02-02T23:12:48.987-05:00Season 3 Finale credits of ..."The Chosen" <p> </p><p>This was the season 3 finale at the theater. You can also watch free using the link below.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghAwSNrELn1_V3842ZusEIcmK-miyPfW2AN3khx_hOre5vgTCAGYZyxafufmeuxDuRyJ4C6m0DNabjxILBWAKucliSD8wVH3MEgQ_IHczc4S2muWE30OK186tipJPPnKruDe_Ub11W-xoar57-k7yWSc0-oMhmkPqCjJCNSpwP2TxOr1a8cIb710WYpg/s2048/End%20of%20season%203%20Chosen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghAwSNrELn1_V3842ZusEIcmK-miyPfW2AN3khx_hOre5vgTCAGYZyxafufmeuxDuRyJ4C6m0DNabjxILBWAKucliSD8wVH3MEgQ_IHczc4S2muWE30OK186tipJPPnKruDe_Ub11W-xoar57-k7yWSc0-oMhmkPqCjJCNSpwP2TxOr1a8cIb710WYpg/s320/End%20of%20season%203%20Chosen.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><p><br /></p><span style="font-size: large;"> <a href="https://watch.angelstudios.com/">THE CHOSEN</a></span><p></p><p> Such a wonderful series. I highly recommend it.</p>Elainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17319490332746933346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638691509380481540.post-24303042809269553102022-02-22T23:06:00.000-05:002022-02-22T23:06:01.803-05:002/22/22 <div><br /></div><div>Tue-sday</div>Elainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17319490332746933346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638691509380481540.post-65191129898371360742021-05-25T05:00:00.104-04:002021-05-25T11:57:15.062-04:0052 Needle Felted Ornaments<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi01U5HF4Gwgcmn65DDz_-STxQboZTKk_RmYrsruQxy7Q_djh3BP5RhN4JgvL7OPbbYzISv14inrx0sok3MinOZbHHEYJ-f0__zIeTpKdGPHUFqRjWrYhJpJnlEnI_S5H_zdx6KaG1wQNjd/s2048/a+shelves.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1278" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi01U5HF4Gwgcmn65DDz_-STxQboZTKk_RmYrsruQxy7Q_djh3BP5RhN4JgvL7OPbbYzISv14inrx0sok3MinOZbHHEYJ-f0__zIeTpKdGPHUFqRjWrYhJpJnlEnI_S5H_zdx6KaG1wQNjd/s320/a+shelves.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px;"><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7rJ3zDEBnHnQNMqO0PgyrzKBdrOUVnWAcKebjKdceb0n9BIuHvBcK7Z_0hJzte7xwKZej_Q2cL932EVrhWSazTSKxVrYNT7uiyPwBiFBBj8RwXoDtJD3he3C7WEWDxawbuHSJpocPW7fh/s2856/a+The+Litany+of+Loreto.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2856" data-original-width="1101" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7rJ3zDEBnHnQNMqO0PgyrzKBdrOUVnWAcKebjKdceb0n9BIuHvBcK7Z_0hJzte7xwKZej_Q2cL932EVrhWSazTSKxVrYNT7uiyPwBiFBBj8RwXoDtJD3he3C7WEWDxawbuHSJpocPW7fh/s320/a+The+Litany+of+Loreto.jpg" /></a></div></blockquote><p> </p><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7rJ3zDEBnHnQNMqO0PgyrzKBdrOUVnWAcKebjKdceb0n9BIuHvBcK7Z_0hJzte7xwKZej_Q2cL932EVrhWSazTSKxVrYNT7uiyPwBiFBBj8RwXoDtJD3he3C7WEWDxawbuHSJpocPW7fh/s2856/a+The+Litany+of+Loreto.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><span style="text-align: left;">At the beginning of the lockdown I developed a closer and an even more special interest in our Blessed Mother Mary.</span></div></blockquote><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: left;">Certain prayers took on a more profound and deeper meaning.</div></span><span style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: left;">I joined in the <a href="https://youtu.be/0X7bqUQ3kBU">Fatima Rosary Crusade</a>, with a wonderful priest Father Pillari. This is a habit I hope I will not break. ( Please join us in praying together.)</div></span></div></blockquote><p> </p><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: left;">Sometimes I would hear the Litany of Loreto prayed after the rosary. </div></span><span style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: left;">With so much time on my hands, inspired by the Litany and seeing as how I love to needle felt. I wanted to make a bunch of little Christmas ornaments. </div></span><span style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: left;">So, I counted the titles for Mary listed in the Litany and came up with 52. (Please note the number of titles vary from list to list. This particular list was from a handout I received from a local prayer group.)</div></span><span style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: left;">1.) Holy Mary ... pray for us</div></span><span style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: left;">2.) Holy Mother of God ... pray for us</div></span><span style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: left;">3.) Holy Virgin of Virgins ... pray for us</div></span><span style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: left;">each title sank into my heart as I whipped up these fuzzy little do dads.</div></span><span style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: left;">4.) Holy Mother of Christ ... pray for us</div></span></div><p></p></blockquote><p> </p><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: left;"> As I was poking the wool and sculpting it into little shapes occasionally I would get distracted and sidetracked. My mind would wander away from prayer. That is when I would stop. Sometimes I wouldn't go back again for long periods of time. I spoke with my spiritual director about that and he said the evil one despises Mary. It became more challenging for me to finish my goal. With the help of the Holy Spirit I finished my project last Sunday ... Pentecost Sunday.</div></span></div></blockquote><p> </p><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: left;"> Since I had started this project, all kinds of opportunities for spiritual growth came up. There was an online course with <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rsE-Y57O9po&ab_channel=EWTN">Fr. Donald Calloway</a> Consecration to St. Joseph. That was awesome and very educational to learn all about St. Joseph. Fr. Don is an excellent teacher. There's even a litany dedicated to St. Joseph too! I'm not feeling like needle felting any more litanies for awhile ...just sayin' for prayin' ok?</div></span></div><p></p></blockquote><p> </p><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: left;"> Also through my local church there's another online course. Our pastor, Rev. Michael Fitzpatrick is a no nonsense type of priest. Our Catholic Church needs more leadership like this. You can watch him teach if you click onto the link below called Faith Fostering livestream. He's a blessing to our parish in Hyannis, St Francis Xavier.</div></span><span style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: left;">We're reading the book <a href="https://tanbooks.com/tan-classics/true-devotion-to-mary-with-preparation-for-total-consecration/"> True Devotion to Mary</a> It's written by Saint Louis De Montfort.</div></span><span style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: left;"> This path to heaven following Mary is not new, but it's tried and true. <a href="https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=mgGFOzlZ_wY">Faith Fostering livestream:</a></div></span><span style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: left;">Thank-you for visiting my blog. I'll show you my favorite.</div></span></div><p></p></blockquote><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6BnYwxwrrmQMOku9SF7ewjtc5pz_F0ywd1uzATdPyv9P7uVTfF55UWPXhO7IjFqxCu9nIplGfdRCVbvRZiyHAm9GW2HRrQaM7p_4269xOeQMcNcqQcmZl6LpCsbW_4SOEOqW3uJi6OJqI/s1093/16aa.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1075" data-original-width="1093" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6BnYwxwrrmQMOku9SF7ewjtc5pz_F0ywd1uzATdPyv9P7uVTfF55UWPXhO7IjFqxCu9nIplGfdRCVbvRZiyHAm9GW2HRrQaM7p_4269xOeQMcNcqQcmZl6LpCsbW_4SOEOqW3uJi6OJqI/s320/16aa.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p></blockquote><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Elainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17319490332746933346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638691509380481540.post-71888753633157217402021-04-25T01:19:00.002-04:002021-04-25T01:19:22.517-04:00What is humility?<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigA5gzamU-YahJAKPYh7y0Ggm2-IsffVCTkLFyhuKbk9szxZuLz-X3A8sOjSRa8pFAvvDKfhSN79UsIRSbVIj7yd6iWP4sMPlPDZmrJrU0ui9V4Tt9KmOcKLRPSs6vviUsfwZihb3kuEvs/s991/humility.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="852" data-original-width="991" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigA5gzamU-YahJAKPYh7y0Ggm2-IsffVCTkLFyhuKbk9szxZuLz-X3A8sOjSRa8pFAvvDKfhSN79UsIRSbVIj7yd6iWP4sMPlPDZmrJrU0ui9V4Tt9KmOcKLRPSs6vviUsfwZihb3kuEvs/s320/humility.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /> <p></p>Elainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17319490332746933346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638691509380481540.post-69731629859977124692021-04-11T23:46:00.015-04:002021-04-12T17:51:37.525-04:00<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgqD__XBLmM4tHThe24lpWOL42omKGBhFGj-SB8XPw7RGQqfEt35rSF8YF646px4FcoGOsqGr6WvmA5bZDRErOVvMDu0aRUkAMyyw_97S_Z8GgWnMpC5Oi1Ul2f3bIzp-jN09cp6dHImfU/s1250/dm.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1250" data-original-width="1095" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgqD__XBLmM4tHThe24lpWOL42omKGBhFGj-SB8XPw7RGQqfEt35rSF8YF646px4FcoGOsqGr6WvmA5bZDRErOVvMDu0aRUkAMyyw_97S_Z8GgWnMpC5Oi1Ul2f3bIzp-jN09cp6dHImfU/s320/dm.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Divine Mercy </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Today is Divine Mercy Sunday.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This is my artwork.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">inspired by the original.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">"Jesus I trust in You."</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Just would like to share with you a lesson that I learned about God's great mercy.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Imagine how much God loves you.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">There is nothing you could possibly do that would keep God from loving you.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Now imagine that you are a glass.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">God wants to fill your glass up with His grace and goodness.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">That is how it should be.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">But, sadly sometimes our glass is filled with something else.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Or maybe our glass is laying on it's side, unfortunately. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Sometimes our glass is entirely upside down.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Those are the times when we flat out refuse God's mercy and love.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I can't imagine why anyone would refuse the Lord's love.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Then I look at what I did.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I refused Him.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">There He was pouring out his love on me all the time but I chose to sin.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">After my sin...did He stop pouring His love on me?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Never...He said... I will not abandon you.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">So I empty my glass out and make sure it's standing upright.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Then and only then .... can God fill me up again with His loving grace.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Well, thank-you for visiting my blog.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I hardly ever get here myself nowadays.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Until the next time ~ </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Lord Jesus Christ Son of the Living God,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">have mercy on me a poor sinner.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> Please fill my empty glass with all that is good.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p>Elainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17319490332746933346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638691509380481540.post-8160453848463746452018-05-21T00:40:00.000-04:002018-05-27T16:48:43.211-04:00Childhood Home<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
My friend told me today that I'm stuck in the past.<br />
That got me thinking more and more of ...... the past.<br />
How far back can I remember?<br />
I pulled up this photo and stared at it until I could almost picture my large, lively and beautiful family filling all the rooms with love, laughter and sometimes fighting. There is my little self running up and down the wooden front steps.<br />
I like to gather the tiniest flowers to decorate my dollhouse. I designed it from a cardboard box. The wrap around porch is perfect for hours of enjoyment. Sometimes on rainy days, I may climb all the way up to the old Victorian attic and have a bird's eye view. It was a fun place for a child to explore.<br />
Such happy memories of those long gone cherished days of my childhood.<br />
Time is so fleeting. I'm not really stuck in the past as my friend thinks.<br />
I'm right here and now very much in the present. I'm aware that the Lord makes each moment new.<br />
But with such a grand history.... ah the memories.<br />
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Elainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17319490332746933346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638691509380481540.post-47337967404304530872018-04-26T03:25:00.000-04:002018-04-26T03:29:20.278-04:00Roadside Find<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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The set of drawers.</div>
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It was sleeting that day.</div>
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My friend Doug helped me lug it home.</div>
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He was worried that it might not be free.</div>
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The thing is, most things I see free are not for me.</div>
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Elainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17319490332746933346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638691509380481540.post-70416274085931719582018-04-03T00:24:00.005-04:002018-04-04T12:21:21.417-04:00One early morning.....<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I woke up at the break of dawn. </div>
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The most beautiful light filled my front room.</div>
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A sight I don't normally see because I'm usually asleep.</div>
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Elainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17319490332746933346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638691509380481540.post-2835141277865342802018-03-09T17:20:00.001-05:002018-03-09T17:20:29.482-05:00Young Folks<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
There is one less of these in the world today.<br />
....it hit the floor and broke.<br />
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Elainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17319490332746933346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638691509380481540.post-77568039901957716172018-03-02T10:55:00.000-05:002018-03-04T08:37:16.682-05:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="text-align: left;">It happened last year but I think of it often. I really want to share it with you. </span></div>
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<span style="text-align: left;">There's a famous quote that Jesus made on the night before He was crucified. It had to do with all His close friends falling asleep during His time of need. It was that lonely Holy Thursday night when He was praying in the Garden of Gethsemane. Well, o.k. I don't have the exact quote but it was something like... Hey come on people wake up! It's crunch time. Won't you keep me company for at least an hour? But anyway, as it turned out they didn't. They were tired and oblivious. So because of that night we have a tradition to go to the church and spend at least one hour of undivided attention in front of the exposed Blessed Sacrament. A time to reflect and pray.</span></div>
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<span style="text-align: left;">So last year I went to the church to pay my respect and sadly I just could not concentrate. My mind was bouncing all over the place. I even felt myself getting drowsy. So after only a very short time I decided this is crazy. I might as well go home because at least when I was home I had my mind on the Lord. Here at church I have my mind on everything else. I felt very guilty but ....</span><span style="text-align: left;">with reverence, </span><span style="text-align: left;">still I turned and walked away. I opened the door to leave. But before I left I turned around and assured Jesus that I know when I leave His house that He will still be with me. I understand You are in my heart Dear Lord. Right? Right then- I kissed my hand and blew the kiss up to the Monstrance sitting on the altar.</span></div>
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<span style="text-align: left;">The next day was Good Friday. That's the day Jesus hung on the cross....for sinners like me. </span></div>
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<span style="text-align: left;"> So generally we fast and abstain from meat. Later, at suppertime I was with my oldest daughter and the grandchildren were hungry. I took us all out to eat. We went to Seafood Sam's down by the water. I let the family decide where to sit and I just followed along. A little girl saw us enter the room and she got pretty excited. That was cute. She was such a little child, but very aware. She looked about 2 years old. She was with her Mother. As they were getting up to leave, we were coming in the room. So we had to pass each other. And as we meet, the little girl kisses her hand and blows it right up in the air in front of me. I reach out, catch it with my hand and press it gently on my cheek in a soft, tiny little circular motion. As soon as I do ....tears well up in my eyes.</span></div>
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Elainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17319490332746933346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638691509380481540.post-31402080545857987392018-01-30T01:15:00.002-05:002018-01-30T02:01:02.710-05:00Thinking about Computers, Minds and God<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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hi,<br />
Thank-you for visiting my blog.<br />
That picture up above is my latest artwork.<br />
( Inspired by the Holy Family)<br />
It's over in my <a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/ElaineMary">etsy shop</a>.<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"> </span><br />
One of the reasons I have a blog, besides shamelessly trying to promote my own art.... is that I<br />
have ideas I would like to share with someone. But, I don't know who in the world would like to listen.<br />
Would you listen for awhile?<br />
You're still here so thank-you.<br />
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So here's the thing. I've heard that God knows every detail about us. So much as how many hairs are upon our head. The devil also has quite a lot of information about us too. Because he has been around learning all about us from the moment of our conception. God on the other hand has known us since before our conception. It's hard to understand so I try to wrap my head around the idea of it.<br />
A computer knows a lot. It's been fed information. Our DNA feeds data too. Okay ... so our brains are like computers. With that analogy in mind I imagine the devil being like a back ground malware or virus. And isn't it true how that evil tracks us and is always lurking upon us and waiting for a vulnerable time that would be worthwhile to cause trouble. Hmm....<br />
But yet God's system of operation is so almighty that He has us very well protected. He is our manufacturer. We are the administrators. The devil can't access our hearts. The data of our hearts is so well encrypted that only God Himself can access that information. It's so amazing.<br />
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Oh and one more thing....When I go to church it's as if I have many tabs open in my head. Someone calls over the loudspeaker to please silence your cell phones. I have to make an effort to silence my head too. That means closing all tabs and leaving only the one open that is right in front of my face.<br />
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Well...time for you to close this tab. Thank-you so much for visiting. bye for now ~Elaine</div>
Elainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17319490332746933346noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638691509380481540.post-72309885922537956812018-01-23T20:41:00.000-05:002018-01-23T20:41:14.782-05:00 2017-2018<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I feel like bringing this blog back to life.</div>
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Elainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17319490332746933346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638691509380481540.post-86936451136419818922015-01-01T22:42:00.005-05:002015-01-01T22:46:18.901-05:00Happy New Year !<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Today is the first day of a New Year. Happy New Year! The weather is cold now. Winter is here on the east coast. The high is about 38F today. I don't mind it ... much. I got a flat tire today. I'll deal with it tomorrow since it was getting dark as I noticed it. Little things like that make me thankful. I'm not glad that my tire is flat! But, I am aware it could have been a blow out or an accident. It happened at the end of my errands and I was able to be safely home.<br />
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Elainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17319490332746933346noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638691509380481540.post-63332013667657287922014-01-28T22:30:00.001-05:002014-01-29T13:14:04.020-05:00Up on the block<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Sometimes I look at my own art work and smile at what a big child I really am.<br />
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Elainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17319490332746933346noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638691509380481540.post-61797179919415306432013-05-12T00:31:00.000-04:002014-01-29T13:17:35.676-05:00Mother Mary<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="color: #004080;"><span style="color: #004080;"><span style="font-size: large;"><big><big> <span style="color: #0b5394;">Hail, holy Queen, Mother of Mercy!</span></big></big><br /><span style="color: #0b5394;"><big><big> Our life, our sweetness, and our hope!</big></big><br /><big><big> To thee do we cry, poor banished </big></big><br /><big><big> children of Eve, to thee do we send</big></big><br /><big><big> up our sighs, mourning and weeping</big></big><br /><big><big></big></big></span></span></span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #0b5394;"><big><big>in this valley, of tears.</big></big><br /><big><big> Turn, then, most gracious advocate,</big></big><br /><big><big> thine eyes of mercy toward us; and</big></big><br /><big><big> after this our exile show unto us the</big></big><br /><big><big> blessed fruit of thy womb Jesus;</big></big><br /><big><big> O clement, O loving, O sweet virgin Mary.</big></big></span></span></span></div>
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Elainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17319490332746933346noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638691509380481540.post-11605153300085785862013-03-30T01:16:00.002-04:002013-03-30T01:16:47.509-04:00It's my blog and I'll cry if I want to.....<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Elainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17319490332746933346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638691509380481540.post-33233308267611433432012-12-31T19:47:00.002-05:002012-12-31T19:49:28.662-05:00Home Sweet Home<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I moved out of my cute little house and now live in an apartment downtown Hyannis. Crafting is still what relaxes me and I still try to sell things on etsy. Business is slow, life is hard and winter is long. Boo Hoo --- Anyway, I'm keeping my eyes on the prize and making the best of all that I am.<br />
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Elainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17319490332746933346noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638691509380481540.post-88708463037296557552012-03-06T21:56:00.011-05:002012-03-07T00:58:10.289-05:00Labor of Love<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCSZcVHxVenfTzszdHRo5_J9284Js3pYKJQkdR8nSm3dGm2AnJiLkZBe85mw5_ucrcC_U8PDwZsW7ZJ7GQK2ZnOBC8rD0vGwcNCekOvdzjd4BLXyMeRFM-mcNiGZPErpiT57B14YG8eiQC/s1600/3+madonnas+2.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 371px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5716995803476638370" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCSZcVHxVenfTzszdHRo5_J9284Js3pYKJQkdR8nSm3dGm2AnJiLkZBe85mw5_ucrcC_U8PDwZsW7ZJ7GQK2ZnOBC8rD0vGwcNCekOvdzjd4BLXyMeRFM-mcNiGZPErpiT57B14YG8eiQC/s400/3+madonnas+2.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbNoj5f1D7Ie2zMa6gXaRAxolBidiHw3R3-roWLo-FHsobHiO8EVO4ruUwqO37nPNWAyavEmlwF16yBZvOSqvzSipZK7eG-S6SXBCQYMAwMcYG3V6ZOzkg5qpSQOUC6shbSWo1N8ZYUedz/s1600/green+and+blue+b.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5716995507016741506" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbNoj5f1D7Ie2zMa6gXaRAxolBidiHw3R3-roWLo-FHsobHiO8EVO4ruUwqO37nPNWAyavEmlwF16yBZvOSqvzSipZK7eG-S6SXBCQYMAwMcYG3V6ZOzkg5qpSQOUC6shbSWo1N8ZYUedz/s400/green+and+blue+b.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div>I'm always on the look out for pretty vintage buttons that would make awesome halos for my Madonna and Child ornaments. I like to use silver and gold tone and even mother of pearl. I have almost exhausted my household supply. </div><br /><br /><br /><div>So, as my own dear Mother taught me, "Neccessity is the mother of invention." </div><br /><br /><br /><div>Since all of my efforts at needle felting are basically just doodling with wool and having fun while I create. I've added a splash of color to the halos in this new group of Madonnas. Also I started to add my name tag to the Madonnas now, as well as to all my other little creations. I think the tag gives my fuzzy, unfinished looking artwork a finished look. I could happily concentrate on this Mother and Child theme everyday and not get bored or tired of it. It's a labor of love. My goal is to bring to mind the beautiful, close relationship Jesus has with His Mother (Our Mother) and how it all began. My art is making it's way around the globe like good news!</div></div></div></div></div>Elainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17319490332746933346noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638691509380481540.post-71241077271668594862012-01-21T01:16:00.004-05:002012-01-21T01:21:24.656-05:00A Telling ...Tail<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj7RdAsbtFYApfj3mw5XakCiOgj-vXSW1ll1gR4g8kadxHdn94D4-C30FMrWWoj7K_ybaESHksndZI8OA4PraE-crjWRo62Sa3Eovbmw1Qycpf6Wn10pcHUcbRRLdYuqNnNR08FSc0v1JF/s1600/mouse.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 336px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699966280021662226" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj7RdAsbtFYApfj3mw5XakCiOgj-vXSW1ll1gR4g8kadxHdn94D4-C30FMrWWoj7K_ybaESHksndZI8OA4PraE-crjWRo62Sa3Eovbmw1Qycpf6Wn10pcHUcbRRLdYuqNnNR08FSc0v1JF/s400/mouse.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqiZW075Iu40kOKNXGaqPJVk_wSsraeQOY2zkGC0XvZ24ChUfoFCo2gmzgIaRMOBh2mY64kmbI0kNT5nbRJHcKi2SEBYxK8Y0vx8H1y-sjetATQJCAl0p0d05uvPoRGd6ukTc2wQgQjsvz/s1600/mouse+2.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 323px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690269963866438146" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioXWup5lfdJWev8xCENkMKXyHTE_a7CM4DJI8uVt3hyIpXaZTSXVyF2Etox7lQqNfvMYkCgp1B0zyHQOeYADguskfeRgaldRDpCY_-lO57QlNI3qnuJXbs6d1oY5KHqR9sTuv_YEGQqEBt/s400/il_570xN.290860169.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:georgia;">O holy night!</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:georgia;">The stars are brightly shining</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:georgia;">It is the night</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:georgia;">Of the dear Savior's birth!</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:georgia;">Long lay the world in sin and error pining</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:georgia;">Till he appear'd and the soul felt His worth</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:georgia;">A thrill of hope</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:georgia;">The weary world rejoices</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:georgia;">For yonder breaks</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:georgia;">A new and glorious morn!</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:georgia;">Fall on your knees</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:georgia;">Oh hear the angel voices</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:georgia;">Oh night divine</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:georgia;">Oh night when Christ was born</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:georgia;">Oh night divine, oh night, oh night divine</span></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>........good-night all.</div><br /><div>Love you.....Elaine</div><br /><div><span style="font-family:georgia;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:georgia;"></span></div>Elainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17319490332746933346noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638691509380481540.post-42430167768809679292011-12-12T20:01:00.001-05:002011-12-12T20:02:47.270-05:0010 Ways to Love<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkt2P0CzeW_2fUp0ozW211ZAj3c2KupyOOFgrAnRBBbHczhyphenhyphenGFeiuJv4g7-E4QPMlGfBo1B7vZ281KD-6kjdgJ8jzCT9o-79BR3QCBdHtK0hqlwCnESMYJs4Eiz6CE3r87-JHDcynU_-xx/s1600/10+WAYS+TO+lOVE.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685412079124235762" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkt2P0CzeW_2fUp0ozW211ZAj3c2KupyOOFgrAnRBBbHczhyphenhyphenGFeiuJv4g7-E4QPMlGfBo1B7vZ281KD-6kjdgJ8jzCT9o-79BR3QCBdHtK0hqlwCnESMYJs4Eiz6CE3r87-JHDcynU_-xx/s400/10+WAYS+TO+lOVE.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div></div>Elainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17319490332746933346noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638691509380481540.post-53731591105526593862011-11-29T08:55:00.000-05:002011-11-29T08:56:54.747-05:00Life LessonWhen you love someone, you tell them everything there is to know about you... the good and the bad. And then you let them decide if they will still choose to love you. If they do, then good for them. If not, then good for you."~ Mary Anne E. Delos SantosElainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17319490332746933346noreply@blogger.com0