advent 2010

Advent reminds us that we live between the times of Christʼs first and second comings and that we must live by faith in Christ and as faithful stewards of the grace he has entrusted to us as we wait for his return.

advent 2010
(our Jesse Tree)

During the season of Advent biblical symbols are gradually added to the tree, symbols that tell the story of God’s redemptive plan for the world and reveal the strong ties between the Old and New Testaments.

The idea for this “family tree” comes from Isaiah’s prophecy:
A shoot will come up from the stump of
from his roots a Branch will bear fruit.
—Isaiah 11:1

advent 2010
(ornaments and guide courtesy of Ann at A Holy Experience)


O God, you make us glad by the yearly festival of the birth of
your only Son Jesus Christ: Grant that we, who joyfully receive
him as our Redeemer, may with sure confidence behold him
when he comes to be our Judge; who lives and reigns with you
and the Holy Spirit, one God, now and for ever. Amen.


Quotes from Redeemer Church of Knoxville Advent Guide and Reformed Worship

daisyeyes updates

some projects to come off the ironing board in the past few weeks. ticking off the list (just not quick enough!)

supergirl capes

a onesie for a not so new baby
monogrammed onesie: full name

showing off the new tags and ribbon
new tags + ribbon

And on another note
I’ve long struggled with the combination of my ramblings and my crafting on this blog. I’ve felt like it made it a bit too hod-podged and just not cohesive enough in my head. I’ve had this idea for a book in my head for a long, long time and I really wanted to start putting bits and pieces of it out there, but never felt like this would be the best place. I’m creating another space for me to just write and keeping this one just for crafting, creating and for whatever becomes of my attempt to make daisyeyes more of a business.

Well the past is playing with my head
And failure knocks me down again
I’m reminded of the wrong
That I have said and done
And that devil just wont let me forget

In this life
I know what I’ve been
But here in your arms
I know what I am

I’m forgiven
I’m forgiven
And I don’t have to carry
The weight of who I’ve been
Cause I’m forgiven

My mistakes are running through my mind
And I’ll relive my days, in the middle of the night
When I struggle with my pain, wrestle with my pride
Sometimes I feel alone, and I cry

In this life
I know what I’ve been
But here in your arms
I know what I am

[back to chorus]

When I don’t fit in and I don’t feel like I belong anywhere
When I don’t measure up to much in this life
Oh, I’m a treasure in the arms of Christ ‘cause

Forgiven by Sanctus Real

I have heard this song on the radio at least 1,000 times. Today was the first day I actually heard this song. If you read this blog at all, you know that I struggle greatly with anxiety and just issues of fear. I hate making decisions and most of the time they are fraught with too much deliberation and too much concern for the “what ifs?” or “what will they think?” I can freely admit this area of deep sin in my life. But lately, I’ve moved on from just admitting this sinful tendency, to being angry about it.
Angry that it matters to me what others think.

The thing I hate most about parenting is that everyone has an opinion. And everyone has a way of doing things. And we don’t allow others to just embrace the season,
the place,
the way,
that others do things.
I can tell you that the past year, there have been few decisions that we have made that haven’t been prayed over by us and by our close friends. I can tell you that this move, this house was a gift from the Lord….even when it made NO sense for us to move up here and out of our old, perfectly fine house.

I want to be free to move in the direction that the Lord is leading us…leading me…without fear of embarrassment. Without fear of looking like a failure. Without fear that I’m doing something “unBiblical”. I want to fully embrace the season I am in and the season that is coming.

One of the things that sucks this side of Eden is our overwhelming self-righteousness.

Make me a person Lord that loves despite…


Front of our New House

So a couple of weeks ago we moved to a new town (kind of a suburb of the city we lived in) and into a 50+ year old house. It’s something my husband and I have been praying about and longing for for years. We live literally across the street from a park with a greenway that leads all the way to the next small town. If we decide to go public school again, we can walk to school. And we are in an old house with “character”.

Kitchen (plan is to at least redo the doors, if not all the cabinets)

The road to this house though was really, really tough. Our old house was not the best built house and we ended up having to pay to have a bunch of stuff fixed in order to even sell it. But we knew that we were on our way out. The house that had prompted this whole decision to move at first (a foreclosure) ended up selling before ours did (don’t they all!).  And when we first attempted to buy the house we bought the first time, they promptly turned us down. We hemmed and hawed about money and budgets and making it all work and honestly in the end it all panned out. The move was slow, but good. We bunked at my parent’s house (sans the parents) for a week prior to moving in and they came home from their trip just in time for us to have a week to move in and get settled.  Then things started falling apart again.

Dining Room (view from the kitchen…plan is to paint!)

Among other issues that have come up (such as 1/4 of the wood floor in our master is missing due to a room expansion that happened years ago!) we basically found out this week that our main sewer line was filled with tree roots and practically inoperable (this after our basement semi-flooded with sewage). Something that hadn’t been fully disclosed and led me on a path of anxiety attacks etc for the last few days and eventually (where I should have gone first) into the shelter of the Lord’s wings. It hit me this morning, the root of these anxiety attacks that I’m prone to have at times, is that I go into myself and into my ability to “fix” things instead of straight into the arms of the One who can fix things.

Front of Den (another of the large bay windows in the front…plan is to paint!!)

This morning the kids and I were reading about Moses crossing the Red Sea in this Bible (which rocks if you haven’t seen it). The Isrealites are up at the Red Sea, Pharoah is storming down on them and they are freaking out. But the whole time, Moses is standing there telling them “God will provide a way” and you know that he believed it (even though his knees were probably knocking too). God will provide a way and He is. The money for the repair is being provided and things are going to be ok. I just pray that the next time my knees start knocking and my heart starts freaking out that I’ll stand there and look fear in the face and just remind myself that “God will provide a way.”

The Basement

(this room has already undergone the first part of the transformation. We had to move all the furniture out last night and the hubs removed the nasty carpet. Obviously the plaid is going next, then some paint and tile and this will hopefully be our school/play/sewing studio…as soon as the sewer line is fixed!)

(the pics are for you Mac) 🙂

buying in

Hello, my name is daisy and I am a pessimist. I fully admit I am one of those people who tends to see the glass as half-empty and by some strange act of whatever about to tip over and spill everywhere. What I have long struggled with is how to live with that tendency in light of the Gospel. Sure we can view the world as full of sin (which oh my goodness turn on the tv for 5 minutes and you will surely realize) but I want to live with the view that I am redeemed and part of the great story of God’s redemption of this world.

Lately, I feel the lesson that God has been teaching me (through a harrowing experience selling our house, through homeschooling, through coming off of working full time etc etc) is that I don’t “buy into” my experiences. Given a task, I will complete it, spend time on it, develop it well, but all through it I will be looking for an escape or a way to be done with it. I will be planning what I will do when the task fails or doesn’t come to completion. The verse that has been coming into my mind over and again is Deutoronomy 6:5…You shall love the Lord your God with your WHOLE heart, WHOLE soul and WHOLE mind. If I sit and admit it, there is very little I do with WHOLE-NESS besides please myself.

As we are about to partake of our first real break from homeschooling, I have the chance to really reflect on what has been working, not working and work on finding ways to change it all up (along with moving to a new house!). One thing I have realized is that I have not bought into the idea that we are homeschooling. I refused to set up a room or area for school. Mind you, we have bookshelves with our school stuff on them, but that was it. We moved places to work and while I don’t think there is anything wrong with that, for me it was an easy way to not fully come into the fact that this is what we are doing this year (and even with that, it may be a year or could be 10 more) and I need to fully delve into it. My excitement and fullness of being with this place God has brought us can only serve to excite my children more and more about learning and the way we have chosen to learn this year.

I could easily go on and relate some health issues that come up this month, or the obnoxious story of selling our house etc etc to show you the ways that the Lord is bringing this lack of trust and lack of Wholeness. It has been amazing…and hard.

what the hell…

Bet that title got your attention! Honestly, the last 30 days have been a blur for me and that is pretty much my sentiment right now. In the midst of stress, worry, turmoil, joy, pain, happiness etc I have wondered often if the psalmist David might have raised his hands up to heaven and declared “what the hell?”

I’ve spent the last 6-8 months praising the Lord for His timing and just for giving me such clarity in decisions with school and working and just with general parenting and wife-ing. I am now beginning to realize it was to prepare me for this past month. Without going into any detail, our life has been wrought with many decisions, many scary unknowns and honestly not much clarity here lately. The Lord is teaching me about
abundant trust and
reminding me minute by minute that
His timing,
His grace,
His mercy is forever perfect and unfailing.

But for now, like the Psalmist I cry:

2 Be merciful to me, LORD, for I am faint;
O LORD, heal me, for my bones are in agony.

3 My soul is in anguish.
How long, O LORD, how long?

4 Turn, O LORD, and deliver me;
save me because of your unfailing love.

9 The LORD has heard my cry for mercy;
the LORD accepts my prayer.

~from Psalm 6

May God meet me and you in whatever place you are and with grace fill us with His steadfast love.