Saturday, June 13, 2015

Grace comes through only the cracked places, therefore don't be afraid of the pain..
























Just when you thought things had reached the low point and could not get any worse.

Then they did.

But you kept clinging on to the promise and hope, to the only thing that you know will ever make any sense and ever turn things around. And it's a sure thing that He does it.
Faith is firm trust in the things that we do not see.
He does answer our prayers, but in his love sometimes... he waits.

If you would see me you'd think that I went on some crash diet because of my 35 pounds lighter frame. No, it's not a sudden desire to buy all new wardrobe. It's because I' have had the hardest time of my life and I have to force myself to eat. So you would not want to go on this diet.
I'm sorry I can't share any details, because it all involves other people and this is a public forum.
My crappy health is part of it, but i can perhaps talk about that a little later.

I was actually trying to photograph the paintings this morning.. I'm planning to take them to Helsinki Artists' Union "Art Library" because I sold something from there recently and I get to bring in new stuff.
My camera also caught some grapes turning into raisins, and Valo being the sweet rag doll that he is :) (He's not really a Ragdoll cat, but a Siberian cat.)

I know there is a bright morning sun just behind the horizon. I can see the first golden pink rays already.

I have some fun news too, but I will keep you in suspense for a while :) Yeah, as if you are just waiting to hear about my little life, holding your breath on the other side of the ether :D :D :D

((Hugs to all you faithful readers ))















Friday, May 8, 2015

Room for my girl


















Here are some pictures of Indi's new room. I made her curtains and bought the furniture and rug second-hand. She gets to choose which photos, posters and paintings to hang on her walls. (Well, if it's just one of her gazillion drawings, she gets to put it up on the wardrobe door so it will be easy to take down later. )
The wall above her desk and bed will probably get something hung on it sooner or later too, probably some of her own art work and more photographs :)
The wardrobe in this room is huge and holds her clothes, books, legos, art and craft supplies, my dresses, and still has empty space to spare.


Wednesday, April 15, 2015

New arrangements, new family member, new beginnings







































We have a cat. Indi named him Valo ("Light"). his sweet face looks like it's radiating! He has been with us for two months now. He was sick with cat flu, ear mites and intestinal infection when we got him. He is now much better and growing fast after two rounds of antibiotics plus some other stuff to treat him.

We also changed up our apartment so that Indi got the bedroom for her own room ( I will post pictures later) and we are sleeping in the living room. The apartment is 52 m2 / 550 sqft but using smallish furniture it seems to work quite well and the living room seems more like a living room now than when all of Indiana's stuff was in there. We are still waiting to put up some book shelves in the living room and some small things like photos and posters and lower hooks for Indi in the entrance so she can finally hang her own clothes... We turned the kitchen table the other way so that it now seats 5 people (after I get more chairs, they are waiting at my dad's house to be painted). I had thought the space was too small for that but after just trying it out I noticed there was enough room.

We almost bought a house (yes, again) but stuff happened and we decided to stay on the island where we like to live - and we are pretty tired of moving... so that decision got me re-arranging our place to fit our current needs better.
I have also been sick again, and very tired, so it just seemed better for all of us to not make any big changes right now. Small ones are enough!
Life has been turbulent to say the least, difficult things happening, but during the blackest moments I clung to the promise that Jesus is with me every step of the way and is working his best will to eventually bless us all through the trials we face.. Sometimes it can be nearly impossible to see things turning around... but our impossibility is God's possibility. And he IS faithful and we are coming out of the other side of the storm. Changed, humbled, stronger, scarred but believing in becoming ever more whole, resilient and closer to the Lord, with his help and though his love and forgiveness.




Monday, October 27, 2014

I cry because I feel their pain








I'm sharing Ava's blog with you. She is my sister's oldest, the first child born into our family, my God-daughter whom I love so much (I love all my sister's children, of course!).

Ava wasn't even two years old when she first rode a pony and fell in love with horses and started dreaming of show jumping. She started taking riding lessons when she was five and you could soon see her potential as a rider. They bought Ian when she was 9 and her talent was obvious, and soon her little sister's as well. Isla is steadfast, perseverant and committed to whatever she does, and she also started jumping with Ian. And with Ian, my sister's childhood dream of riding horses became a reality, together with her own girls.

Ian was a great teacher and an interesting sight at competitions  -this sturdy,  black-and-white Irish cob whom many could not believe could be a jumper. But he was really good at it and the snickering would silence when he started to jump! He regularly placed well and Ava and Ian even won first place -and these are competitions where a child competes together with adults.

At 11 years old Ava got a permit to compete at regionals and they did it once before Ian started to get ill. She is soon turning 12 and I hope that they will  find another horse - no one can be what Ian was, but another animal soul to bond with, be friends and companions and working partners with.

These photos are from Ava's blog. If you feel like it, go send her a message there! She writes in Swedish, English and Finnish and posts a lot of pictures of their animals. Feel free to share her blog with any animal-loving people you know :)

Here is a video of them at a competition

Saturday, October 25, 2014

When the miracle doesn't come















Ian, my sister's horse is sick.
I drove there today with Indi, to say our goodbyes, because save for a miracle, they will probably have to let him go next week.

I'm so sad, and he is not even my horse. He is just so sweet, "the gentle giant". I know my sister's family's hearts are breaking.

His eyes were so very tired.

There has been crying and praying. We hope for a miracle so that he would get well and we would still get to have him with us. He has brought so much joy and love to many lives.

Miracles are powerful and convincing, but when the miracle doesn't come, and instead comes sickness, pain, loss and sorrow, and yet the person says: " The Lord gave, and the Lord hath taken away; blessed be the name of the Lord." (Job 1:21)  -and he prays that only the will of God happens, not his own-

then I know, I am positive,
that the forces of darkness tremble
because they have no power over such faith
and I believe that the angels in heaven rejoice and wonder:
"Who are these human children that they should believe when they do not see?"


"Ian" means: God is gracious.


* Edited the next morning*
Ian passed away last night naturally. He most likely had cancer of lymphatic system. The final results may or may not tell what the cause was. Yesterday he was still eating hay and carrots and he didn't seem to be in pain. He was just very tired and he had lost some 150 kilos of weight. I think it was best this way, my sister didn't have to make the difficult decision.
It was his time to go even though we didn't want it to be.