Sewing and Serving

portpillows Sew...what's your hobby? I have a lot, but one of my hobbies is sewing. And I have recently been in the mood to sew, but I don't have any particular project I'm working on.

You gotta love Pinterest and YouTube, right! While I was looking for ideas to appease my mood for sewing, I ran across port pillows.  These are small pillows that will gently cover an infusaport for patients who have those implanted in their chest.

Often times an infusaport is related to cancer treatment, but may be for other medical conditions as well.  In the basket above are 28 small heart-shaped, square or rectangular pillows that can be put on one's chest under a seat belt in the car for pain/discomfort relief.  Small pillows like this may help offset pain after mastectomies or other chest surgeries and can be used under the arm of the affected side.

I decided to make some pillows and donate them to a local cancer center to hopefully meet a need, both physical and spiritual.  The pillow will help offset physical pain or discomfort and the gospel tract will offer hope for salvation.

Who knows, maybe someone will give their life to Jesus because they were introduced to Him while in a time of need.  At the very least, a seed has been planted!

But now we have been released from the Law, having died to that by which we were bound, so that we serve in newness of the Spirit and not in oldness of the letter.   Romans 7:6
What's you hobby?  Is it something you can use to serve others?  I'll just be it is!

Past Made Present

As you know, my husband and I recently took a trip into the mountains.  As it turned out we were able to re-visit Gatlinburg, TN with my sister and her husband.  Years ago, we went to Gatlinburg and Pigeon Forge with the kids.  I'm not a huge art buff, but I wandered into an art gallery back then and saw a painting I have never forgotten.

You know how it goes, I wanted that painting but couldn't part with the amount of money it cost.  It would be hard to pack it into an already full car and blah, blah, blah.  I didn't get it.  Regularly I have thought of the painting and the impact it had on me.  I have told people about it and totally regretted not getting it.

All these years later, I find myself back in that area.  We had seen the original painting in a gallery in Pigeon Forge.  This time as we were ending our shopping in Gatlinburg, I saw an art gallery.  On a whim I asked my husband if we could stop in.  Before we could stop and head toward the gallery, I decided - never mind. He reminded me that we had seen it in Pigeon Forge.  As he's talking, I change my mind again and headed toward the gallery.  My sweet husband joined me as we stood looking around.  There were abstract painting and landscapes.  The owner asked if she could help.  We said no and left the gallery.

Just as we were passing the last display window, THERE IT WAS!  Well, a print of it anyway. I rush back in, work my way into the display to grasp the print.  It was much smaller than the original painting, but I found it.  As I checked out (very excited) she told me that she had another the same size but already framed.  You know I bought the framed one!

Again, as I'm checking out she began to tell us how the artist is no longer painting so all you can find now are prints of his paintings and that she bought all the artwork in his gallery in Pigeon Forge last year when he closed it.  She told us that the artist used this as sort of a self portrait when he painted this piece.  My husband remembered talking with him all those years ago and how it may have come from the artist playing this role in a play.

I hope you find this as remarkable as I do.

"The Helmet of Salvation"

by Spencer Williams

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And when the centurion, which stood over against him, saw that he so cried out, and gave up the ghost, he said, Truly this man was the Son of God.    Mark 15:39

No Place Like Home

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As you know, we have just returned from the mountains.  While we were out and about we looked for potential retirement locations.  As you can see, the area we were at was absolutely gorgeous. But...nothing really screamed at us.

We are listening for the Holy Spirit to speak as to whether or not we should move upon retirement.  Just the fact that both of us will entertain the idea is a monumental feat. At any rate, I have learned that you should keep doing what you know to do and not make any rash changes until you have a very clear answer from the Lord.  So we will stay put and serve right here at home.

I can say that traveling to southeast Kentucky and northeast Tennessee reminded me what an awesome God we serve!  He is the Master Artist.  I don't understand how people can truly believe that "nothing" exploded and created this beautiful world that is perfectly suited for life.  I'm always amazed to see our great country's landscape from deserts to mountains to lush green views like above.  Creation really does cry out that there is a God! Just  like the Bible says it does.

So, friend, if you are a fellow traveler remember, there's no place like home!

"The heavens declare the glory of God, and the sky above proclaims his handiwork."   Psalm 19:1 ESV