Praying Over Green Beans

We had a heartbreaking tragedy occur in our town this past week involving a very young child...a baby, actually. The family that this tragedy happened to lives next door to a couple in our "out of this world amazing" Sunday School class.

After learning about this incident, emails began going back and forth among class members asking what could we do, what they needed, how could we help and so on. It was finally determined after talking with the family, that they needed a large meal, enough for 20 people, tonight to feed the extended family who was in town for the funeral services.

Anytime we do something to reach out and love on others, I look for ways to get the kids involved. I truly believe that in order to teach them and to help them grow a servant's heart, we have to start early. They are like little sponges when yet are small, soaking everything up.

So for this broken hearted family, we signed up to take a green bean casserole. I let the girls pour stuff in, stir the ingredients, and scrape the last bits from the mixing bowl into the baking dish. During this time, I explained to them a little bit about what we were doing...taking food to a family who was really sad and really needed to be loved right now.

They wanted to know how we knew them and were a little confused when I told them that we didn't know them, but someone else knew them and told us they needed love. I want them to see and know that as Christians, we are to love everyone. We are to reach out to everyone.

That's what the church is supposed to be. It's what it's supposed to look like. It's a picture of true Christianity...loving others in Jesus' name. Reaching out to the broken hearted even if we don't know their names. Taking them something as simple as a green bean casserole. It's what, as a mommy, I want my kids to know and understand and live out every single day.

But we didn't take them the casserole just so I could have a teaching moment with my kids, we did it because they needed it and because that is how Christ would have us to respond.

Please pray for this family. I can only imagine how broke hearted they are...

My First Project(s)!!!!

Y'all I did my first "project"! It's a simple one and, yes, it does look like I cut and sewed my fabric upside down, but I still did it!

I actually had the fabric right, but as I was sewing it together ... with the fabric cut right side up, I messed up, so the front had to become the back making the fabric look upside down. I can admit my mistakes.

The best advice I've been given over and over in learning this machine is to not be afraid of it and pick some simple projects to do that will help me learn. I found the cutest fabric scrap buster project on Pinterest where you make letters out of fabric scraps.

So I pulled out the scraps and grabbed the wooden "C" off of the end of our cabinet, traced, cut, stacked, pinned, sewed, and trimmed. Super easy! It took me about 30 minutes from start to finish and I very proud myself in the end!! Perfect? Far from it. Completed? Yep.

Afterwards, I even practiced a little free handed appliqué. My machine does appliqués but I don't have any backing or adhesive yet to put in the hoop and let it go to town. I am loving this!!

Insta Friday

Sew much fun this week with getting Charlie, having jammies time, walked along a swampy boardwalk, Creek continued to eat us out of house and home, and Anna Beth completely melted my heart when she said, "Mommy, my friend gave me some change at school today. I want to use it for orphans.". She is so my kid! There was also another big thing that happened, but didn't make it to Instagram or the blog yet, but stay tuned :)

Happy Friday, my friends!

Sew Crafty...

  Y'all, I am so pumped!! Last Tuesday, I got a sewing machine.  Then I took it back on Friday night.  Then I ordered the REAL one that I had wanted in the first place...a sewing and monogramming machine.  Yay!! Have I mentioned I only recently learned how to sew on a button with just a needle and thread? Yeah, that's only happened in the past year or so... Anyway, I was a little intimidated at first, but then I just dug right into the box and started playing around with it. 

I am not lying when I say that I immediately texted this picture to my mom and friend and said, "I sewed a straight line!"

 

 

I even tried out a couple of the different styles of stitching...

 

Then I laid this scrap fabric on top of each other and sewed it together...and it stayed together!!!

 

Would this be like a hem?  Or something??? Either way it was straight and it was sewn together!

 

Then I just had a little fun and did a swirly thingy...

 

 

The possibilities are endless, my friends.  ENDLESS!!! Let the sewing games begin in 3...2...1!!!

Charlie

Hi.  I'm Charlie.  I'm the newest Coleman.

I make Anna Beth smile a lot, especially when I chase her.

I'm pretty cute.

Sometimes Creek steps on my face,

but I don't mind because I'm pretty laid back.

Lynnsie's a little nervous around me and she'll only barely touch

 my toe or ear if I'm asleep, but I'm sure we'll be great friends someday soon.

I like it here.  They even gave me my own

shoe to chew on and play with whenever I want.

I think I'll keep this family.

Insta Friday...What a week!!

Fun filled week this past week!! AB got fancy for the Louisiana Philharmonic Orchestra, Creek proclaimed the need for a beach vacation with his adorable shirt, Lynns was sweet as ever, especially as she loved on Creek!! The girls got a hunting lesson, I'm convinced ABs love for the piano is as great as mine, toe socks rock, Jacob's awesome, and hopefully I have a new hobby!! Happy Friday, y'all!!!

Where Memories Are Made & Milk is Spilled

  I love my kitchen table. Before we moved into our house, Jacob rigged up some ropes in order to lower it down from this "loft" area in his grandparents shed. It was quite the show!! It's rectangular and has room for guests.
  But it's more than just a table to eat around. It has history. It was once a part of Jacob's family and served as the kitchen table for him. When my parents house burned, his parents graciously opened their storage shed and told them to use anything they needed. So for a while, it served as the kitchen table for my family. And now, it serves as our kitchen table. It's pretty cool that way.
  Growing up, family meals were a big deal. We always, and I mean always, ate together as a family. No distractions. It was the same time every night and it meant we were all together. I grew up knowing that family meals were important and it was something I wanted to continue when I had a family. Thanks, mom and dad :) Family meals were important for Jacob's family, too, and he had the same desire for our family meals that I did. Thanks, Dale and Gaye :)
  But our table has more than history, it has memories and memories in the making and stories to share.
  Like the fun crafts that I do with the girls...and the evidence left behind. I could probably scrub it off real good, but where's the fun that? It gives it character.

 

  And the time AB practiced her letters...with a sharpie. Just in case I forget how to write my ABC's...

 

  Lots of yummy meals have been consumed here...

  It holds times when, no matter the disagreement we've had, Jacob and I have been forced to sit across from each other and, without fail, one of us will catch the other's eye and conflict melts away as we remember that we're a team, with the same goal of raising our kids and leading our family in God's will, and just how much we love each other.

 

  It's a place where we've been reminded of our many blessings and of God's provision for us.

 



  It holds so many funny stories about the kids that I really can't even begin to write about them.
I love our table and all the things that are stored in the wood that its made of... except the crumbs that I cannot get out of the cracks that separate each section. Yeah, those kinda gross me out.