I think I finally like the look of my blog. I hate trying to come up with something to say in the About Me section. I think this weekend I will get my daughter to help me take some photos, measurements, etc. and I will post them. I decided if I'm going to do this I have to be willing to be completely real about the whole process. How can I prove I've made progress if I don't provide a starting point. I'm not looking forward to it at all - it is very humbling to have 'the gory details' revealed about your physique. One of my self-improvement goals is to get better sleep and considering it is now almost 10:30 pm and I have to get up at 6:00 am I need to get to bed. Quick recap of today's food:
BF - bagel w/swiss cheese & oj
L - burrito (rice, beans, meat, cheese) & soda
Misc. - 2 bite-size scones; 4 rolos; 1 tortilla w/cheese; lots of water
Not a good day to start recording what I am eating I guess. Oh, well! Good night.
For years writing was nothing more than required reports, essays and the every day mundane. With more free time, no required assignments and a head full of ideas it is time to start a new chapter. Join me as I share poetry and prose meant to enlighten, enrich, encourage or entertain.
Followers
Tapestry
Our lives are but fine weavings
That God and we prepare,
Each life becomes a fabric planned
And fashioned in His care.
We may not always see just how
The weavings intertwine,
But we must trust the Master's hand
And follow His design,
For He can view the pattern
Upon the upper side,
While we must look from underneath
And trust in Him to guide...
Sometimes a strand of sorrow
Is added to His plan,
And though it's difficult for us,
We still must understand
That it's He who fills the shuttle,
It's He who knows what's best,
So we must weave in patience
And leave to Him the rest...
Not till the loom is silent
And the shuttles cease to fly
Shall God unroll the canvas
And explain the reason why ---
The dark threads are as needed
In the Weaver's skillful hand
As the threads of gold and silver
In the pattern He has planned.
---Author Unknown
That God and we prepare,
Each life becomes a fabric planned
And fashioned in His care.
We may not always see just how
The weavings intertwine,
But we must trust the Master's hand
And follow His design,
For He can view the pattern
Upon the upper side,
While we must look from underneath
And trust in Him to guide...
Sometimes a strand of sorrow
Is added to His plan,
And though it's difficult for us,
We still must understand
That it's He who fills the shuttle,
It's He who knows what's best,
So we must weave in patience
And leave to Him the rest...
Not till the loom is silent
And the shuttles cease to fly
Shall God unroll the canvas
And explain the reason why ---
The dark threads are as needed
In the Weaver's skillful hand
As the threads of gold and silver
In the pattern He has planned.
---Author Unknown
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