Truth of the matter

I am feeling accomplished. I mowed the yard- front and back. Then I swept the house and mopped  the entire first floor and now it's time to clean the bathrooms. A nice and tidy house makes the husband happy and makes for a more pleasant weekend.  Even so I usually end up doing something the wrong way or it's not clean enough or decorated/arranged the right way. It makes me fustrated sometimes. But it can't be helped. That's the way things are. I have to keep telling myself I am working for the Lord and not man. And I know for a fact that I did a good job and that the Lord is pleased. But still it makes it hard when I hear negative comments.  The house is never a complete disaster. And at times I feel like I failed as a housewife.  Just trying to work out a balance between things. Somedays are better than others.

Our House

Our Impatients are still looking healthy even though the weather has turned colder.

Our Marigolds and lemon yellow snap dragons have taken off like crazy this year.

Our roses we planted on Mother's day in honor of our mothers are still blooming.

Close up of lemon yellow snapgragons.

Another thing... since when did not telling the truth become easier than telling the truth? It is disheartening how a lot of people these days are so quick to to make up something instead of giving a straighforward honest answer. The lines are being so blurred. Truth is always better than non truth. Be responsible for your own actions and what you say own them and above all let us be a people of truth. After all as Christians we are people of the TRUTH so act like it.

computer fixed and new items

I finally got the computer fixed, the battery was dead and now I have the computer up and running after a few days absence.  In the mean time I've made several new items. All of which I have posted on facebook (View and like Kindl's Corner ) and some are for sale on etsy.com (my shop is called Kindl's Corner). I had some thoughts I would like to share too but it is getting late and I am tired . I will update again soon.  Enjoy the pictures.

 This  baby dress is up for sale. Contact me if you are interested.

This is a cute little baby quilt I made for a couple and their son at church. I am really proud how this one turned out. I hand quilted all 16 squares. It took awhile but well worth it.  The next picture is a closeup of the quilting.

 This pink baby quilt is quite coloful and it also up for sale.



Reflections on a Thursday

Thursday can be the most perfectly ho hum kind of day. It's not the middle of the week and it is certainly not the weekend or the beginning of the week. And this morning something has been bothering me for quite some time.

I have never been taken quite seriously. Perhaps it is because of my soft spoken personality or perhaps stem from a lack of confidence. Or maybe its because people have just become entirely too inpatient these days. They only want the information they want and right away, to the point. They move on once they have information. This my friends I do not like.

Lately, I've been thinking about 1 Corinthians 13: 4-7 which goes as follows:

"Love is patient, love is kind and is not jealous; love does not brag and is not arrogant, 5does not act unbecomingly; it does not seek its own, is not provoked, does not take into account a wrong suffered, 6 does not rejoice in unrighteousness, but rejoices with the truth;7 bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. " (NASB)

Be patient with people. Listen twice as hard (since you have two ears) than you speak (you only have one mouth). Even is the person seems to be running around in circles or telling you a story (even if you had heard it before) give them a benefit of a doubt. Be patient. The other person thought you important enough to share something with so honor them and allow them to talk. Listen and wait before you react or ask questions. More often than not you will find out the answers to any questions you might have without even asking if you just listen. Listen, reflect, pause and appreciate what others are saying. It's amazing just how much doing this will transform a person and help make them a increasingly stronger person. It will take a shy person and unsure person and will give them much more confidence. And most certainly will build their self esteem.




I do get frustrated sometimes when I am cut off quite rudely or constantly interrupted, even by those closest to you. It does make feel unimportant like what I say is not worth listening to. The trust keeps lessening every time. Why share things if you are only going to get zapped and hurt or ignored? I cannot do that. I have a voice and it must be heard. The other option is this: Do I become hurt so much that I become immune and unfeeling, a stone? That is not right either because I am a person of deep and intense feelings. So you see I am at an impasse.

I realize my own personal failings when it comes to communicating. I am doing my best to change those things and that process will be forever progressing. Lasting change does not necessary happen overnight. I am a totally different than I was in high school. I was so quiet and sky (I was voted most quietest in my senior class after all) and I really did not talk to people that I did not know. I also hardly ever reveal things about myself.

I really did not mean to ramble on and on today. But there you go.

Waves in fields of soybeans...

The car ride was getting kind of dull.  My husband was not being very communicative- all my questions  or topics were being answer with yes or no or a nod of the head in typical guy fashion. I had to talk in order not to  fall asleep for the 6 hour drive back to Chicago from Kentucky. It was out 3 year anniversary getaway.  Eventually I gave up. I was getting nowhere. Silence is better in this case. I tried to keep myself busy with some crocheting I brought with me and games on my phone or looking out the window to avoid falling asleep.Eventually I did fall asleep for maybe 90 min tops at different times. I just can't help it. If I am in the car for longer than 45 min i fall asleep perhaps because of the  gentle rocking of the car. 

On the way home I noticed  all the different crops in Kentucky and Indiana. Most of the corn fields seemed dry and in desperate need of water and on their last leg. There was even some tobacco fields that looked a little sad, at least they did in my estimation. But for some reason the fields of soybeans seemed to be doing wonderfully well. No discoloration or wilted look to them. They were green and thriving. 

But it was not the state of their health that caught my eye. It was the wind blowing through the plants. It seriously looked like gentle calming green waves on a lake or ocean. It was rather remarkable and beautiful. I'd never seen anything like it.  The line in America the Beautiful comes to mind- "amber waves of grain." Only this case it was green not amber colored. As my weary eyes rested on the site for a brief moment I thanked God for allowing me to see it. Perhaps it was God's way of easing the turbulent thoughts that were running through my head just then and giving me the comfort I needed.