I was a self professed thread snob

This question was posted on a quilting group I follow on Facebook.


"Quilting police, ignore this post - I'd like to ask a question that may give some of you a coronary.....

New(ish) quilter here - I know why I'm not *supposed* to use those inexpensive overlock/serger polyester thread cones to sew quilts (thinner, doesn't show as much, hides stitches, etc), but why in reality is it actually "wrong" or "bad"? I've pieced and quilted (stitched in the ditch mostly) a few quilts with it, and I thought they've turned out great.
Cotton thread users, please set aside judgment/comments - I'm just looking for a way to enjoy my craft without breaking the bank.

Does anyone else use (or have you used) the overlock thread, and what have you found out? And if I do eventually switch to cotton to quilt, can I still piece with the overlock thread? Personal experiences only, please - I've done plenty of googling myself, but it's hard to trust since so many people get paid to advertise a specific brand.

PS new to the group - who is Jack?"

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This was my answer to this new(ish) quilter.

I am a recovering thread “snob”. I was a cotton purist until I heard about long arm quilting with Glide poly. During this journey to thread freedom this is what I’ve learned:

1. Good cotton thread is strong and I prefer to piece with it. I use Aurifil mostly but also Connecting Threads brand for piecing.

2. Glide poly is slippery for piecing and stitches can unravel easily. I know this because my daughter used glide to make a quilt top that had lots of unraveling when I was quilting it for her. The price for Glide is reasonable. I almost exclusively use Glide for long arming but also love Superior but the price in Canada is 3x what a Glide is.

3. I had one of my first Bonnie Hunter quilts (Carolina Christmas) quilted by someone else and she used Cotton long arm thread. Within ten years I had to “skin” the quilt (unstitch the long arm stitches with “Jack”) because the cotton stitches were popping all over the quilt. I was so disappointed. But I ended up restoring it and I’m so glad I did. It was worth it to be able to keep one of my favourite quilts. But lesson learned about cheap cotton long arm thread. The snap test is what I use for determining if I will use it. (PS - Jack is a stitch ripper).

Before restoration.  Stitches popping all over the quilt.

Before restoration

Restored.  New batting, new backing, new quilting with Glide thread.

3. Lint is a factor for me. Cotton thread is more linty for sewing machine and my long arm.
On a sewing machine it just means cleaning regularly. On a long arm it can cause stitch quality issues.

4. I echo what others have said about the technology of thread improving.

5. I still have some prejudice about serger cones, at least the cheapest ones, but I guess it stands to reason that technology has improved them as well.

Bottom line: 

I put my heart and soul into my quilts and I don’t want them falling apart prematurely because I used crappy thread. I use the best I can afford for fabric and thread and enjoy myself. I tend to keep from mixing fibers but it’s not a hard and fast rule. For example I make linen clothing and I use 100% cotton thread on it (both natural fibers) because linen thread is coarse, expensive and hard to come by. In my perfect world it would be linen thread too. I guess I really am a purist at heart.

So many good answers here. Enjoy your quilting journey

If you'd like to chime in on this thread conversation, leave me a comment.  I'd especially like to know:

1.  Your favourite thread for machine piecing;

2.  Your favourite thread for hand quilting;

3.  Your favourite thread for english paper piecing (ie hexies);

4.  Your favourite thread for binding;

5.  Your favourite thread for quilting (either by domestic or longarm).

And go!

Until next time,

Mavis

Time After Time sew-along

The cold weather in Tennessee has coincided with two less people in Harriet the Chariot, our trailer, thanks to last Friday's (11/11/22) wedding.

Please note:  these temperatures are in Fahrenheit.  You might otherwise think we are on a beach somewhere enjoying a second summer.

My daughter and I have enjoyed some wonderful times of outside sewing over the warmer months, but I'm now thankful that we have a new friend from Church that has a spare bedroom that she wanted to share with us so we can continue to sew on our linen projects in the colder winter months.

I'm also thankful that the bunk room formerly occupied by my daughter and grandson has been repurposed into an indoor sewing space for me. This means that my hubby can have more consistent use of the dining table in Harriet.

A room with a view!  And I'm using the kitchen island counter as my cutting and pressing station.  I'm so glad we brought our wool pressing mats.  They fit nicely on the counter (about the same size as the cutting mat pictured here).

I've been joining the Prairie Quilt Militia on a sew-along which started in the summer.  It's called Time After Time.  We've had a busy time since Sukkot so I've gotten a bit behind. I brought it out last night to get the steps I've missed caught up before the Chilhowie Winter Quilt begins on Black Friday.  I'd like to be current on this one and not be creating a UFO (unfinished object).

As of this morning, here's where I'm at:  Step 3 completed.  Step 6 is the current step released so I'm hoping to spend today getting more done.  But my family is on the way over for a short visit so time to tidy the 'cabin' and create some more seating.

This is where we are headed.  I love Sharon's designs (Sharon is the founder of Prairie Quilt Militia).

Gorgeous hey?  As you can see I didn't branch away from her colours.  I have varied tastes in fabric and design.  I love everything from solids, to Kaffe Fassett wild and bright, to more traditional civil war designs and colours like the ones for this quilt.  My favourite quilting expression is SCRAPPY but having donated a lot of my scraps with the remainder kept in storage back in Victoria, for this one I had to buy yardage.  I know...oh darn! ;)

And in pursuit of this yardage, I found my new favourite quilt shop here in Cleveland, TN.  

Here is the link to her website:  https://lanasquiltsandsewmuchmore.com/

It's a rancher style house on her acreage, with rooms and rooms full of beautiful fabrics and two long arms in a back room and a workshop.  

I'm feeling very blessed to have found a wonderful Church family, an extended family now with the addition of Jordan and his family to our life, some new friends and some great fabric shopping opportunities. And yes Hobby Lobby is a wonderful treat.

This empty nest is very quiet today.  No little boy climbing into Grandma's bed to warm those cold toes and for that morning snuggle.  I pulled out my new bread maker and am awaiting the first loaf.  Smells mighty fine in Harriet.

Now back to the cutting mat I go.  Stay tuned for the next instalment of my Time After Time quilt.

Mavis

And they are married....

In what can only be described as the best love story I've heard of in a long time Elizabeth and Jordan were married on Friday, November 11th at a winery/Greek Cafe in Athens, TN.

It was beautiful and tender and blessed by the Father.  What a journey to find each other.  What a blessing to watch the relationship sprout at Sukkot and be confirmed by multiple witnesses and then for the wedding to happen while Jordan's family was here for Thanksgiving. And what a joy to see my daughter find true love in a Godly man.  What I saw of him at Sukkot confirmed to me that he had the character, conviction, faith and substance of the man I've always dreamed my daughter would one day find.

So imagine  this ... we are camping...and he falls in love with her while she was in her camping "looks homeless" clothes, with no makeup, with a son and two parents in tow in a trailer.  Yup. That's exactly how it happened.  No pretenses at all on either side.  Raw and real, just the way it should be.

They are currently on their honeymoon close by and we have Aidan.  He keeps counting down the days until they will come and get him.  For this week, they are getting their home established and enjoying some 'no kid' time.

What does this mean for us now?  Well, since our driver went and got married  we can't drive the trailer back to Canada.  Not that we were wanting that though. We have found our 'tribe' down here in Tennessee and love it.  We are secure in our campsite over the winter.  And at some point in the future they will have more children and we'll want to be here for them.  So, we are looking into staying here permanently.  That will require something other than a tourist visa so that is in the works.  We are praying and waiting on the Father for further direction.   We are at a crossroads.  We didn't anticipate this when we set out on our adventure of a lifetime roadtrip.  But here we are and we are thrilled with where the Lord has led us.

This week I find myself missing those outdoor evening chats with my daughter over a glass of wine as we watched the Tennessee sunsets.  We lived in very close quarters for eight months.  While we got on each other's nerves as anyone would, it was a special time filled with wonderful memories.  I'm very happy for Liz and Jordan and Aidan.  This is the best outcome for them.  And we rejoice with them. As with all big life changes, this is bittersweet.  I'm so happy for them, but I'm missing my best buddy.

Winter has now set in and there are no evening campfires.  It's getting down to below freezing at night but warms up to about 50 degrees with beautiful clear skies and sunshine in the daytime. Sounds like quilting time to me.  How about you?  I decided that it wouldn't be a terrible idea if I started the Bonnie Hunter winter mystery.  So I found some fabric at the local quilt shops here and am ready for the first clue to drop on Black Friday.  Over the years, it has always come at the busiest time of year for me, but this year is different.  This year I'm in transition and I need some machine work while I process stuff.  This is my best time to hear from the Father, while my hands are busy. So I shall sew!

It's been a big year of change, adjustment, adventure, and challenge.  Now I need some processing time to adjust to our new life and the road from here. And I shall do just that while making something beautiful with a bunch of other quilters around the world.

If you want to join in it's not too late.  Visit Bonnie's blog here:  https://quiltville.blogspot.com/p/chilhowie-mystery.html for the colour choices.  This is where all the clues will be shared every friday from Black Friday through the New Year when the reveal is shared.

That's the latest update.  We've been recuperating from a whirlwind of a time planning and enjoying the wedding.  Just catching my breath and getting my bearings.

Next you will probably see some mystery quilt pictures and less about family.  This is a quilting blog of course, so that won't be unexpected.  But so many have shared with me that they wanted to follow our adventure.  Little did we know where it would lead.  Thank you for following along with our family.

Blessings on you!

Mavis

Quilting in small spaces...

I have a couple of quilting projects underway and I'm learning to pack them up after working on them and storing them away out of sight.  Gone is the sewing room and the associated clutter.  And I'm not sad about that.  We only have about 500 square feet in Harriet the Chariot (our RV) and we all have to keep our respective spaces available out of respect for the family members sharing the space.

During our time of seeking the Lord about selling the house and going on an adventure I was ready to leave quilting behind for the time being and take a time out.  It had become all consuming and I was ready to put my long arm in storage but not ready to sell it and do something else.  I didn't want to make a decision during a time of emotional upheaval.  The Covid years were very hard emotionally and I knew it wasn't a good idea to make a big decision when you're depressed.  So a time out it was!

I brought two piecing projects with me and my English Paper Piecing project (La Passion) hexagon quilt.  Since arriving in Tennessee, I designed a new quilt pattern which needed fabric and I also joined a sewalong which also needed fabric.  This was great retail therapy.

These are for a sewalong with Sharon Blackmore called "Time after Time"

I always loved little 3 1/2" nine patches.  A personal favourite!

And these are for my new pattern which is in the design process.  Those are dark greens and neutral batiks.

And this project was a simple 'flex your piecing muscles'.  I purchased some precut 2 1/2" squares and some white charm squares from a quilt shop somewhere along our journey. I decided to do some mindless piecing.  I wanted to make just a simple baby quilt and it went together very quickly.  I may still add a border.  We'll see.

It's not quite big enough for a baby quilt so at some point I'll consider adding that border but there's no hurry for it and it has now been safely 'stowed' with my other sewing projects.  

There is no hint of a quilter working in Harriet so I'm guessing I've got the quilting clutter under control...for today.

Happy stitching!

Mavis

Sukkot was incredible...

Sukkot (also referred to the Feast of Tabernacles) is a biblical feast for all believers.  All the biblical feasts, including Sukkot, are in Leviticus 23.

In the last few years our family has come into a fuller understanding of a whole bible belief and our identity in the family of God.  We knew we were grafted into Israel (people, not country).  A newer friend reposted this on Facebook today and it really captures our story as well and the anonymous author says it better than I could.

"What I wish my friends who don't understand what I believe knew about my Whole Bible Belief:

I get asked questions about my faith and why our family does what we do but what I think happens the most is the silent misunderstandings without the questions. So here are a “few” things (loved this idea from Land of Honey blog!) I wish my amazing friends knew about our walk and our obedience to Yah (God) and HIS ways. It’s long but I couldn’t narrow it down easily.  

Yahusha (Jesus) is the Messiah!!! Praise Yah!! Yes, we fully believe that He is our Messiah. Our salvation comes through Him. He redeemed us and He is our atonement for our sin, taking away the curse we deserve: death. This has never changed and never will. He is the Way, the Truth and the Life.

We have many things in common! We are both reading our Bibles and desiring to know Him more intimately! I do recognize and choose to occasionally read the books that were removed from the Canon.

We’ve given up a LOT of worldly things. We feel strongly about not mixing our lives with the ways of the world. Not because of judgment of others but because we are called to look and be set apart as HE is set apart. We are not to look like, read like, act like, watch things like, or be like the world. We are a NEW creation.

We are NOT Jewish or trying to be. Seriously, if I had a quarter for every time we’ve been asked if we are or told we are Jewish..we’d have a heavy pocket.

Truly, we are not. We have not converted to Judaism. Judaism means you are agreeing to the Talmudic teachings and following the oral traditions of MAN and often times not following Yahusha (Jesus) as Messiah. That’s exactly what we are working away from.

We believe the WHOLE Bible is FOR today. We are whole Bible believers. We ARE ISRAEL—Israelites! (This was a HUGE game changer!!!) The whole Bible opens up in an amazing way once you understand this! John 10:16 Yeshua is saying that there is ONE flock and ONE Shepherd. There isn’t a flock of Christians and a flock of Jews. ONE FLOCK. When we believe in Yahusha our Messiah and join His covenant—we are GRAFTED IN (Romans 11:16-27) TO ISRAEL. There is neither Jew nor GREEK. There is ONE FLOCK. Ephesians 2 references how we were once FAR OFF (without Messiah) then through Messiah we were brought NEAR (with Messiah) and this bringing us NEAR. We are adoptees INTO ISRAEL. When far off we are EXCLUDED from citizenship of Israel. When we are brought NEAR—we become Israel! The people... NOT the nation state.

We are grafted in—which means we are Israel—which means when He says “Hear Oh Israel!” That’s us.

Once we have our belief in Messiah, we then “work out our belief with fear and trembling”. We then show our love to Him by keeping His commands (John 14:15, 1 John 2:3). Yahusha said “Follow ME” and "if you love me keep My commands" He wasn't here teaching anything but His Father's ways so His commands are His Father's commands.

 

So some of the big changes we’ve made is we keep the Sabbath on the seventh day (Friday at sunset to Saturday at sunset), we observe the appointed times, completely gave up man-made holidays, and eat Biblically clean (Lev 11).

We are NOT living in bondage or with a burden. I’ve never felt more FREE.

We have an inner peace in our lives we can’t even explain. I’ve never felt closer to HIM than I do today. I have all the abundance I could need—spiritual abundance!! It’s like I was looking for a missing puzzle piece my whole life and it’s FINALLY in place. I still stumble and struggle but it never takes away the completeness I now feel in my life.

We wholeheartedly LOVE this journey we are on.

I still love and appreciate YOU. I KNOW there are many people and things that played a role in Him leading me to where I am today. Even things I disagree with now have helped me be where I am today. I am grateful for every person in my journey and just pray to encourage others along the way.

Please ask me questions. I won’t try to prove anything to you but I will talk and share scripture! I’d love to! Talking scripture and about Yah fills me with JOY.

I’m incredibly grateful for where we are today. Yah's timing is perfect and HIS mercy and Grace are so humbling! I know we aren’t perfect and we pray DAILY for discernment and for HIM to show us the way and keep us on HIS PATH!"

Part of our journey/adventure was to visit Jacob's Tent in Tennessee. We have been watching the livestream for a few years and concluded that we would for sure make a stop on our trip. We wanted to be there for Sukkot and thereafter we thought we would visit Florida and then pray and figure out where God was leading us from there. We truly had no idea where we would end up. All we heard from the Lord was 'sell everything and follow me'. As we did!

It was a very interesting emotional journey for me wrought with some heartache. We visited some beautiful landscapes as we made our way across the USA but I was missing the dogs and begging God to find a way for them to join us, then realizing that was selfish on my part and not the best for them due to their anxiety issues, then realizing that we wouldn't be back before the end of October to get them. This meant ultimately having to rehome them. I didn't anticipate that when we set out on our journey and I cried buckets of tears for weeks. I remember asking the Lord "will I ever be happy again?". There were many dark, difficult days, but I knew we were on the right path. It was just my flesh screaming and I needed to learn not to be led by my emotions, but by the Holy Spirit.

This also all was happening during the month of Elul which is a time of repentance, reflection and preparation leading up to our 'season of joy', Sukkot. It's a time when I was asking the Lord to sweep out any darkness from the corners of my heart. Then came Yom Kippur, and a service at Jacob's Tent. It was an amazing service but I can't say I felt anything emotionally change that day, but the next day I remember telling me daughter, "mark it on the calendar, I'm actually happy". That day I turned a corner and my heart remains settled that we are in the right place. We anticipated Sukkot with great joy and were not disappointed. So many times, I reflected on the journey here and this scripture from 1 Corinthians 2:9 says it best "No eye has seen, no ear has heard, and no mind has imagined the things that God has prepared for those who love him".

During our time at Sukkot it became very apparent that what we are experiencing is actually a revival of Spirit AND Truth. Jacob's Tent is not the only Sukkot gathering where the Holy Spirit poured out. I truly believe that the Holy Spirit is awakening His remnant people to the truth of their identity which was stolen from them back during the time of Marcion and the dispensational teaching that he and others like Scofield added to the church. If you don't believe me, study it for yourself. The shortest way to describe it is this: Jesus didn't come to start a new religion (Christianity), He came to complete an old one (The Way of the early Apostles). Doctrines of man have been added to the Christian church, and doctrines of man have also been added to Judaism (Talmudic teachings). The Apostles had the Old Testament scriptures only. The New Testament hadn't been written yet, so all references in the New Testament are referring to the Old. This was a lightbulb moment for me.

At Sukkot, we experienced great joy and an outpouring of His Spirit and more blessings than we could contain. It was incredible and life changing. Our hearts have been knit together with the local Jacob's Tent family. We are learning to walk in the whole truth of Scripture and now the Holy Spirit is moving in a similar way to our experience in my early church experience but without the things which caused me concern and sent me searching for the full Bible truth.

And as an added blessing our daughter met her future husband here in Tennessee and it has been a game changer for her. They are now engaged. He made a similar journey to Tennessee from California. I won't share here their love story as it's their story to share, but suffice it say that we are feeling blessed beyond measure and very happy for them to have found each other. As we passed through California, specifically Joshua Tree for that sunset adventure, we learned that he was there the same day but earlier in the day. Their paths didn't cross until Tennessee. This had all the feelings of "Sleepless in Seattle" and that gave me goosebumps.

This was the night he asked for our blessing to court her.

Worship jam around our campfire

Blessing the children under the chuppah

Davidic dance during worship

Beautiful scenery at our Sukkot camp

Little boy is all about snacks and bare feet

The final night and the kids doing their presentation

Building candy sukkah

Another glorious sunset

Our Sukkot site

Aidan helping fetch firewood

More scenery during my 'walkabout'

Reflection of the fall colours on the lake.  Gorgeous!

I only got videos of the actual worship services which were amazing but unfortunately I can't seem to embed them here. But if you're intrigued enough to see what I'm talking about, check out this link on YouTube. There is a whole playlist of all the videos from Sukkot. I'm happy to share the joy we experienced. Jacob's Tent 2022 Sukkot

We have had a lot to absorb since Sukkot so only today have I thought it's time for a blog update.  We are continuing to seek God on this journey and are awaiting His leading for the next steps.

Stay tuned!

Mavis

Settling in for fall

After a hot but amazing summer of travel, we have arrived in Tennessee.  Summer is not over here yet.  Daytime temperatures are still in the high 80s Fahrenheit and the pool is open until mid September.

The goal was to get here to celebrate the fall feasts and we made it in good time.  We visited our church for the first time last Shabbat (Sabbath) and it was even better in person than our online experience the last couple of years.   We received the warmest welcome I've ever had from a church.  Their focus is on being a family fellowship more than a 'church'.

I told Beth, the pastor's wife, that it's her fault we are here.  At the end of the livestreaming service, the whole congregation is told "turn around and face the red light on the camera and wave to our livestreamers", followed by a Shabbat Shalom!  Without exception, I always cried at that part of the service.  I wanted to be there with my people...my tribe.  And now here we are.  We don't know for how long. Aside from camping with our church family during the Feast of Tabernacles, we will be staying in the same spot until the end of October unless the Lord leads us otherwise.  It's nice to settle someplace for more than a few days and to spend some quality time with our church family and meet some new friends.  But we have also promised Aidan Legoland in Florida so we aren't sure how the travel will play out.

Our campground is beautiful, very well maintained and it has the best pool to date.  So we are very content with our season here.  It has been amazing to run across so many people in our travels that have sold their "sticks and bricks" and have gone full time RV living.

I don't miss our house at all.  I don't miss the hectic life I had.  I do miss recycling though LOL.  I know this may sound weird, but in the south, everything goes in the trash.  It goes against every fibre of my being.  

Sunset Sewing.  Working on linen dress prototypes.

Another glorious sunset, Tennessee style!

Puzzles from the homeschool (roadschool) bin.  Getting ready to get started on Kindergarten

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Little boy:  Lego!  Mom and Grandma: Sewing!

And here comes a bit more vulnerability.  The one thing I do miss horribly is our doggies.  It has been almost torture emotionally and I'm continually praying about it.  My friend is dog sitting for me back near Victoria but that was based on us returning before the end of October.  So we are really asking the Father what we should do because we will still be here end of October and after that we don't know where He will lead us.  

This was during a house showing.  An hour in the car and Cooper was a hot mess. :(

I desperately want them here with us, but the reason we left them is that Cooper has extreme travel anxiety and we thought it would be more compassionate for them to keep them together and let them stay with my friend.  They settled in well and I know they are in a loving home.  I didn't anticipate how it would affect me emotionally.  If we stay living full time in an RV, we aren't sure how they would adapt and the travel would still be an issue.  Is it kinder to them to rehome them with someone who can give them the life they deserve?  Or is it more important for them to be with their original family?  I've looked into getting them transported.  I've looked into getting them rehomed.  I've talked to our vet in Victoria. The path forward isn't clear and every day I shed more tears about it and place it before the Father.    I made an error in judgment and posted on a camping facebook page.  All the vitriolic comments sent me in a downward spiral.  How dare I leave my dogs!  People comment without any understanding.  It was hateful!  I deleted the post and cried myself to sleep that night.  The fact remains that Cooper would be a hysterical mess with our travel days.  It wouldn't have been fair to him.  But I do miss them so much and pray that the Lord provides us with clear direction. 

And now I'm crying again...

Mavis

The people we meet along the way...

We are convinced that these encounters on the road are not accidental but orchestrated by the Author of our faith and the One who has taken the wheel (ie Jesus take the Wheel...great song Carrie Underwood!)  We have earnestly prayed for opportunities to share the Lord with people on this journey.

These are two recent stories...

In Texas:  Liz, Aidan and I were out on a shopping trip and decided to stop in a little Mexican restaurant for lunch.  It had five stars and despite looking like a little shack on the edge of the road, we decided the reviews don't lie so we went in.

It was the kind of cafe where you place your order at the till and they bring it to you.  So we placed our order and sat down.  The cashier, Christine, brought us our drinks and struck up a conversation.  I shared where we were from and that we were on an extended RV adventure.  She opened up and basically shared that she was a single mom of three kids, aged 15 (youngest) up to adult.  The oldest has just gone off to the army and she took the job at the cafe to help keep her mind off the fact that she was missing him.  Her youngest is a girl and she shared her battle with raising her.  It opened up the conversation for us to share the Lord with her and we told her to stay strong, stay the course, not to give up, and that we would pray for her and her family.  It felt wonderful to share the goodness of the Lord with her.  We know that she is not alone and He watches over her and she had some measure of faith already (based on her response). We are very thankful for the opportunity to sow some seeds that we can continue watering with prayer.

In Alabama:  Yesterday was a four state drive.  We left Tennessee from one campsite headed towards our current destination, also in Tennessee.  The highway took us from Tennessee, to Mississippi through Alabama, then we touched down in Georgia for a hot minute, and back into Tennessee (not necessarily in the correct order as I'm not looking at the map).  I actually had to look up which state we had lunch in.  Turns out it was at a Cracker Barrel in Madison, Alabama.

I just want to say that the Cracker Barrel billboards work.  We saw the cheesecake stuffed pancakes up on the billboard and knew that it had to happen one day.  During this trip, we have tried In and Out Burgers, Chic-Fil-A, and now today it was Cracker Barrell for those amazing looking pancakes.

These are as good as they look.  Cheesecake stuffed pancakes.

The front of the store is lined with these irresistible rocking chairs.

Delicious brunch.

Our server Sharon was a lovely and hospitable lady who when she took our order, asked if she should bring out Aidan's drink with his meal.  Liz and Aidan had gone to the washroom so I said "yes please! You must be a mom".  Only a mom would KNOW that a kid is going to drink all the juice first and then not eat his meal.

Her reply took my breath away.  She said "I had one child, a son.  He was murdered when he was six years old.  Drowned."  Of course, I gasped, covered my mouth as you would at hearing this shocking news and then immediately told her how sorry I was.  She told us he her was her only child.  I'm still reeling at the hearing of her story. Part of me was mad at myself for making this flippant comment.  But how could I know her story? God must have known we needed to hear it.  We prayed for her after she left our table and will be continuing to do so.  Such a tragic story.  When she returned I said, "Thank you for sharing your story with us.  I can't imagine how horrible that must have been for you.  We will be praying for you."  She sent us off with a God Bless You.

And with that we set off for Tennessee to our next camping spot.  The cheesecake pancakes were awesome and the experience unforgettable, both for the food experience and also for hearing of this sweet lady's tragedy.

Colossians 3:12
Put on then, as God’s chosen ones, holy and beloved, compassionate hearts, kindness, humility, meekness, and patience.

Mavis