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Lilly’s Wedding Quilt is a compelling love story. This story is not only love portrayed between a man and a woman, but a family as well. It was interesting to see how the author weaved in the relationship of the family and how it requires hard work and loyalty to make it run smoothly.

The book grabs your attention right away with one character receiving unwarranted blame. It was a page turner right from page one. It’s an easy read that doesn’t have too many characters to confuse you. I didn’t want to put it down as I needed to see what was going to happen next. I couldn’t wait to see how God would fulfill the desires of the characters' hearts.

I enjoyed getting wrapped up in Lilly’s mind and emotions as she was so involved with her students and their everyday life. She taught with such passion and conviction, and desired her students to fulfill their dreams. Lilly also had dreams she wanted to fulfill, but had given up hope that any of them would come true.

It was made clear that God will grant the desires of our hearts, but sometimes we aren’t clear ourselves as to what those desires might be.

I received a copy of Lilly's Wedding Quilt from Booksneeze.com

Outside my window…the sun is shining bright, but it’s still very very chilly!

I am thinking…it’s nice to be able to relax a bit while mom is here to help.

I am thankful...for my church. They have been such a great help with bringing meals and offering to clean my house. Even my bathrooms!!!

From the kitchen...will be another meal from church. All the meals have been yummy to the tummy!

I am wearing...pajamas AGAIN. I wonder if I’ll ever wear real clothes again.

I am remembering...how sweet it was of my neighbor to come over and cut open my cast. The swelling had gotten worse and the doctor suggested we cut it. It felt sooooo much better. She was my favorite person that day. :o)

I am going...to my follow-up appointment this week to check out the progress of my ankle.

I am reading…Mistaken Identity by Don & Sue Van Ryn and Newell, Colleen & Whitney Cerak.

I am praying…that dad can handle being without mom this week. :o)

On my mind…is making sure Phebe has fun, and doesn’t feel like she has to do EVERYTHING around the house.

I am hearing...the fire crackle, Jesse’s training course, Abner’s school pages turning, and my mom rocking in the chair as she reads.

Around the house...babies, family, lots of food, pain pills, and dreams of spring.

Noticing that….my ankle is hurting less.

Pondering these words…

Romans 12:12-14

12Rejoicing in hope; patient in tribulation; continuing instant in prayer; 13Distributing to the necessity of saints; given to hospitality.

One of my favorite things...is finishing the school day.

A picture thought…My wonderful mom helping with the babies.

I broke my ankle Sunday morning and thought for sure it wouldn't be an issue continuing with the diet. I figured there would be no way to cheat since I couldn't get to the kitchen. Since I've been home I've realized that it's hard enough on my family to take care of EVERYTHING. I can't very well ask them to fix separate meals just for me. Besides, I need to be eating plenty of foods with calcium and protein.

So my plan is to stop for now, keep the 16 pounds off, and as soon as I'm healed start up again.

I refuse to get upset about this. I'm so thankful I only broke my ankle...it could have been so much worse. In a year's time these few weeks will seem like a blink of the eye.

Outside my window…is pitch darkness and a storm brewing.

I am thinking…I hope I sleep well tonight. I broke my ankle this weekend and the pain is quite intense.

I am thankful...God protected me from getting hurt worse than I was. A broken ankle is much better than a broken back or hip.

From the kitchen...was stuffed shells from my best friend Lorie and Raspberry pie from the best neighbor ever. DELISH!

I am wearing...a new cast and tears of pain.

I am remembering...how helpful everyone has been the last few days.

I am going...from couch to bathroom and bathroom to couch for the next 6 weeks.

I am reading...Superbaby 12 ways to give your child a head start in the first three years. By Dr. Jenn Berman

I am praying…that my ankle heals quickly.

On my mind…is the lesson the Lord is trying to teach me through this time of healing.

I am hearing...the music of Seussical as we watch the musical the kids and I were in a few years ago.

Around the house...walker, crutches, pain pills, and ice packs.

Noticing that….it’s difficult to have others do for me. I hate being waited on.

Pondering these words…
“How did you fall down the stairs?”

I don’t even know how to answer that question.

One of my favorite things...is encouraging words from friends, family, and church family.

A picture thought…My best friend and my best baby.

I didn’t write last week on my diet because, of all days, the internet decided to not work and my sweet hubby (the computer guy) was at work. So I decided to write both weeks this week.

So of last week…at the beginning of week 3 I had lost 14 pounds. I had also lost 5 more inches. This was a total boost for me. I have to admit that I hate this diet, and it would probably go better if I liked it. It’s very difficult to fix a delicious looking meal for my family and then eat blah for myself. I realize that I haven’t been eating blah for a very long time which is why I look the way I do. That, however, does not make me like the diet, or get excited over losing 14 pounds in 14 days.

I’ve been tempted to quit a few times. What prevents me from doing so is realizing how much weight I have lost in such a short time. The daunting part is I have soooooooooo much weight to lose that I don’t see a light at the end of the tunnel. Maybe that’s why at the start of week 4 I’ve not lost my pound a day.

Now here we are in week 4 and I have lost a total of 16 pounds and 1 ½ more inches. This is great, right? It seems strange to me that I’m not excited about this. What other diet could I do and lose this much weight so quickly? 21 days and 16 pounds….can’t shake a stick at that, huh?

This puts me at the half-way mark. Do I continue? Do I still hope for a total of 40 pounds? Do I hope for 32 pounds?

I will continue because I’m not a quitter. I will try to have a better attitude about it because I have to admit that the last 21 days have gone by rather quickly.
My friends are done and onto the next stage and they look great. Plus they get to eat cheese now. :o)

The crazy thing is my husband has "accidentally" lost 8 pounds. How does one lose 8 pounds by accident?
Outside my window…the kids are on a run with their dad.

I am thinking…about how much I miss my Uriah.

I am thankful...God has blessed me with such a beautiful healing balm. Asher makes me smile every day.

From the kitchen...will be some type of Italian dish with garlic bread and salad.

I am wearing...a blanket of grief.

I am remembering...how Uriah smelled, felt, looked…

I am going...to a class at church tonight.

I am reading...over 100 sympathy cards sent to us after Uriah’s passing. I was amazed at the number of people who prayed for us. Half the people I don't even know.

I am praying…that my sweet daughter will get the rest that she needs.

On my mind…is my third child.

I am hearing...the music from Uriah’s funeral, Asher squeal and talk from his little chair, the basketball bounce in the driveway as the kids play after their run, and Jesse’s keyboard as he types away.

Around the house...bags ready to go to Goodwill, and less dust. :o)

Noticing that….time heals the pain and the pain lessens, but the pain always remains.

Pondering these words…

Psalms 139 :

14 I will praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: marvellous are thy works; and that my soul knoweth right well.
15 My substance was not hid from thee, when I was made in secret, and curiously wrought in the lowest parts of the earth.
16 Thine eyes did see my substance, yet being unperfect; and in thy book all my members were written, which in continuance were fashioned, when as yet there was none of them.
17 How precious also are thy thoughts unto me, O God! how great is the sum of them!
18 If I should count them, they are more in number than the sand: when I awake, I am still with thee.

One of my favorite things...is listening to Asher talk himself to sleep.

A picture thought…Two of my favorite people.

Outside my window…the sun is setting after shining its little heart out all day.

I am thinking…I should probably be more upset about turning 40 tomorrow.

I am thankful...God has blessed me with so many wonderful people in my life…especially my family. I could have been adopted into any family in the world and God chose the perfect fit for me!

From the kitchen...will be tacos prepared by my daughter.

I am wearing...a sense of contentment.

I am remembering...where I was 5, 10, 15 years ago…

I am going...to Asher’s doctor’s appointment tomorrow. Can’t wait to see how well he’s doing.

I am reading...lots of Dr. Seuss books lately.

I am praying…for a continued hedge of protection for my family.

On my mind…is figuring out something I can try and sell on Etsy.

I am hearing...Asher squeal from his jumpy seat, Abner ask for more food, 19 Kids and Counting that Phebe is watching.

Around the house...more and more rooms finished with spring cleaning.

Noticing that….the family working on different character qualities is quite a challenge.

Pondering these words…
John 10:10
The thief cometh not, but for to steal, and to kill, and to destroy: I am come that they might have life, and that they might have it more abundantly.

One of my favorite things...is raspberry pie.

A picture thought…Abner had to get rid of his dog…they sure loved each other.

Here we are in week 2. I have to say that week 1 was a bit harder than I expected it to be. The first couple of days I couldn't seem to keep from cheating a little. I have a feeling I'm paying for that now. However the last half of the week I was a very good girl. The most difficult area is fixing yummy food for my family and diet food for me. I have to admit that my food actually tastes very good. It's just that I miss the sugar and junk food. I will spare you the detailed list that keeps running through my mind, but that home-made pizza last night was a true temptation.

So here are the results:

Drum roll please...

I am down 8 pounds and 3 1/2 inches. I was hoping for 7 pounds, so I'm above my goal and I didn't really set a goal for the inches. I am excited that my clothes already seem to be fitting me differently...in a good way. :o)

So just a little over 5 weeks to go.

I will attempt to do better at drinking more water as that seems to be a struggle for me now. That seems odd to me since normally I can't get enough. I'll try to drown my "food dreams" in water.
Outside my window…is gorgeous sunshine and melting snow.

I am thinking...I wish my feet were warm.

I am thankful for...my new part time babysitting job.

From the kitchen...will be home-made pizza.

I am wearing...no socks.

I am remembering...what it was like to walk in the nice warm weather.

I am going...to get groceries later in the week, and not really looking forward to it.

I am reading...Making More Milk by Diana West and Lisa Marasco, and wishing I could produce enough milk to feed my baby.

I am praying…for financial wisdom.

On my mind…is SPRING!!!

I am hearing...Asher bounce and coo in his jumping chair, classical music from the TV, and Abner make strange noises as he does his school work.

Around the house...is TONS of dust. My hubby cleaned out all of the heat radiators with an air compressor which made an extra large abundance of dust throughout the house.

Noticing that…losing weight also gives me more energy.

Pondering these words… "I love you mom!"

One of my favorite things...is watching Asher "talk" to me.

A picture thought… Asher telling us HIS thoughts.

As a child I dreamed of being a missionary. I would imagine myself in all different types of dangerous situations. Many times in my imagination I would be kidnapped, left for dead, robbed at gunpoint, and the such. Reading this devotional brought many of these memories to the forefront of my memory. It amazes me what missionaries must deal with on a daily basis.

"A willingness to go is all they have in common," exclaims Beth Moore, speaking of her friends on the front lines spreading the gospel around the world with whom she collaborated to create Voices of the Faithful.

This book is a 366-day devotional. Each day explores the life in the day of missionaries past and present. It starts out with a verse, then the devotional, and ends with my favorite part...the prayer.

One of the great things about this book is it takes you all around the world. It drops you into situations you can't even imagine. You're able to see and in some ways experience what it is like for these dedicated missionaries.

I have thoroughly enjoyed this book and have used it to inspire me to be more mission minded as well as to pray more often for our missionaries.

I recieved a copy of Voices of the Faithful from Booksneeze.

Leave a comment about the book and I will put you in a drawing for you to receive my review copy. The drawing will be next Monday, March 7.