I can’t swim.

Not many people my age have that distinction. I can’t swim and well, I don’t think I ever will. I would love to be able to swim actually. Have you seen the movie “Step Into Liquid”? I saw it in the theater and I had this deep-gut desire to be able swim in that beautiful water!

So I can’t jump into a pool, but I am diving into my fabric stash today and plan to immerse myself all day long in quilting. I will come up for air only when the timer rings at 2:45, reminding me that it’s time to pick my son up from school. If I don’t set that timer, I will continue to work in my revellery and completely forget about what else I am supposed to do — which is probably called “obsession”. Ok, I’ll buy that!

Terri Schindler Schiavo. I found this essay by Orson Scott Card* tonight. It says what I have not been able to verbalize about this tragic situation.

Whose Life is Worth Living?

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Today is Easter.

I am so thankful for this day, in which we celebrate Jesus’ great sacrifice. His gift makes my life meaningful. Who I am and everything I do hinges on the one great truth that Jesus is the Christ and the promised Messiah.

I am not ashamed of these feelings, but do not share them as openly as I wish. Our world has changed since I was little; from religious beliefs being accepted to having to stifle outward manifestations of personal beliefs for fear of “offending” anyone who may be in earshot. In the past, while I might have been referred to as merely “religious”; today, I am judged to as being a “hate-mongering religious fanatic” — simply because I choose to believe in God. Why is it not okay to be passionate about that which is important in our lives? My religious beliefs are the foundation of my existence; not what I do for a living, where I live, or my favorite past-time. I makes me Who I Am.

What does this have to do with quilting? Well… not as much as another subject might. However, Blogs are meant to be daily journals and this is my journal of today.

Here’s what ties the two subjects together:
My talent is a gift. My life is a gift. I know who I am and Whose I am. It is what makes me different. I acknowledge that I descended from God and that I am literally His offspring. My life, what I do with it, and the talents I have been given are meant to bless others. That is why I Love creating beautiful quilts, teaching and sharing my talents.

That makes me thankful for this special day, and every day. And for you!

I have about 5 minutes to write, trying to bridge the gap between today and the last time I wrote a blog.
My husband is in the kitchen working his incredible magic. Remember the scene in Audrey Hepburn’s “Sabrina” where she goes to the cupboard in the board room and pulls out tomato juice, crackers and eggs to make a gourmet souffle? My husband creates magic like that in the kitchen.
He is accommodating my low-carb diabetic diet by making a healthy version of chicken fried steak and the smells coming from the kitchen are intoxicating. Amazing. He does for food what I like to do for quilting — creative magic.

Ok – it was less than 5 minutes. I have to go fix my asparagus like I like it. ; )

Soon, I will post a recipe courtesy of Guy, miracle worker.