Sacred Heart

"As she envisioned an image of the Sacred Heart,

Saint Margaret Mary heard the words,

"Behold the heart which has so much loved men that it has spared nothing,

even exhausting and consuming itself

in its testimony of love.

Instead of gratitude I receive from most only indifference,

by irreverance and sacrilege

and the coldness and scorn that men have for me in the sacrament of love."  "

...from Novena- The Power of Prayer, by Barbara Calamari & Sandra DiPasqua

Sharing my newly found antique chalkware Sacred Heart of Jesus

--that I bought today from Dorothy

at the antique mart

(and He has a new home in my kitchen!)--

Sunday Best at My 1929 Charmer

Knick of Time Tuesday at Knick of Time Interiors

Nifty Thrifty Tuesday at Coastal Charm

Imparting Grace- Grace at Home Thursday

"Fear Not, I Am With You"

Last night I was at a friend's house

who's going through her own set of job and home issues.

She told me she's getting through it all on the Biblical verse, " Fear Not."

I've decided I really need to reflect more

and pray more

on this verse, because it applies to me too.

I've brought out my Infant Jesus of Prague statue

a few weeks ago to watch over my babies.

Every decision I make affects them.

Dan has called Him the big baby Jesus

since he first saw Him at my grandmother's house

about 13 years ago.

I think he likes Christ Jesus as the infant because

he feels He's approachable.

But I'm stressing.

I'm stressing about the loss of the chickens to the county, 

and because of something that Dan found:

Should we stay or should we go?

Go somewhere where we can

do all of the things with food and livestock

that we have a growing interest in?

It's a huge risk. 

But I need to learn to Let Go and Let God

and let it work itself out.

I've a lot to think about.

So I wrote, "Fear Not! I am with you!" on my kitchen chalkboard

to help remind me

 -in my daily preparatory tasks about these issues-

that I am NOT alone.

He will help us navigate through all of this.

Sharing with:

Vintage Inspiration Friday at Common Ground

Feather Your Nest Friday at French Country Cottage

Potpourri Friday at 2805

Sunday Best at My 1929 Charmer

Roadside Rocker

Are you a little off your rocker?

Do you pick up garbage?

Do you then clean it up, prime and paint it, and put it in your home?

Me, too!

We're all off our rockers then!

Come join the fun at...

Savvy Southern Style's Wow Us Wednesday

PoWW at Primitive and Proper

Furniture Feature Friday at Miss Mustard Seed

Going Rogue in my Vintage Dream

I remain disenchanted.

The *hoopla* is stressful and makes for

some sleepless nights.

I'm sick and tired of people telling me what to do no matter where I live.

We've had the real-estate rain cloud follow us around

source

for almost our whole married lives now.

When will it end?

Our last home that we had built

had a *protected* wooded lot that we paid a premium price for...

source

all the trees turned out to be infected and died within a few years.

source

We were at city hall every week for about 6 months straight

fighting over who was going to pay for the cut down and replanting.

I learned a lot about trees

and how dirty city hall can be --- and get away with it.

This home we have now has had its own share of woes...

including a broken sewer line right after we moved in

that caused a very bad flood...

we've worked so hard to make it a home.

Now we've lost our hens.

But I know why people go rogue

source

and become mountain men.

(do you watch this show?  i've been watchin' it...)

They just want to be left alone.

They get tired of all the b.s. in life

and bureaucratic red-tape

source

like the kind that is sucking the joy out of pulling up in my driveway right now.

Sometimes I think I was born in the wrong time.

source

I know I wasn't... the sermon last week in church was about how

we were meant for this time and moment that God chose for us...

but-

how would it have been different?

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 How would it have been different if I was born

many years ago?

Where would I have lived?

Who would I have been?

Would I have been the farm girl dreaming of city girl peep toe pumps?

So tonight, my imagination runs wild...

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What does your imagination dictate

when your hunkering for nostalgia runs rogue?

Who are you

and where would you be

in your vintage dream?

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