"I am always doing what I cannot do yet in order to learn how to do it." Vincent
Van Gogh
Monday, December 21, 2015
Why I Will never NOT Give My Children a Gift at Christmas
When I was growing up we didn't have much. This is the beginning of the story for a lot of people in this world. I am sure there are many who can relate. I believe my parents did they best they could at times, and at times they were selfish. My mother got into drugs, some harder drugs as I got older, and my father let her. I love both my parents very much, that I want to make clear, and they are clean and sober today. The realities of my youth have followed me in my life though, and I have needed healing for many things. I wouldn't, however, change it. The lessons it taught me are far more valuable to me than the pain that needed healing. Anywho, back to the story.
I have had more Christmases than I can remember where they were bleak, no presents under the tree, and several without a tree, but I can remember the good ones too. I can remember the tree and the laughter. I can remember Christmas cookies, and the fun of Santa and Christmas morning. Perhaps those good memories made the bad ones harder, or perhaps it helped me see better what Christmas really did. I know it is about Jesus, and his birth, but we wouldn't be celebrating it the way we do if more didn't take place. By more I mean the joy, the happiness, the laughter, and more than anything, the value we place on each other.
I believe that is what I remember the most. I remember a Christmas where we had no tree. I was living with only my mom at the time and she was usually high or far gone in her world. We didn't have a tree at all, and had no money for one. This was before the day of Facebook and telling the world your woes and generous strangers would help out. No one helped out this year. My mom, however, in one of her rare moments of sanity, went about the neighborhood one day while I was at school and collected all the tree branches from Christmas trees that people had thrown out. You know, those ones at the bottom or top that they trim off. She brought them home, and placed them in a bucket and hung ornaments on it. I didn't get a present that year, but I couldn't have asked for anything more. My mom had remembered, and for that moment I was reminded that I mattered to her.
I don't know how many Christmases my parents had my name on one of those trees you see in the grocery stores, but I remember receiving gifts at school (set aside for the poor), and I remember strangers bringing gifts over, strangers whom I now know were a part of those groups that help bring gifts to needy children. More than anything, I remember the feeling that those gifts gave me, and the feeling that courses through me at the memories. I remember being remembered. I remember being important, wanted, and that to someone I mattered. I was someone, and I was not forgotten.
There were Christmases in my past, only a few that occurred when I was a teenager where I received nothing at all for Christmas. Those were the hardest times for me because it was then no one remembered me. I wasn't important enough for a small gift, even as simple as a candy cane. I guess cause I was no longer a small child I didn't need my name on a tree, or I should get over the hype of Christmas. It is just a big commercialized event anyway. All of us can think on when someone, at some point, gave us a gift out of love and a good heart. Even the least of us can remember the kindness of someone who handed us something at this time, not because of any obligation, but out of the joy of giving. A card, a candy, a cup of hot cocoa to just name a few. Nothing elaborate needed, just pure heart and love. We can all remember the warmth, the happiness, and joy it brought us. Why does it bring us such joy? I believe it is because we are told, with every little gift, that we matter.
The world likes to say that actions speak louder than words, the Bible likes to say that you will know people by their fruit (which is often the evidence of their actions). I believe this to be true. One of the greatest gifts you can give is any gift of joy, good heart, and purity that makes someone remember that they matter. Give hot cocoa to someone waiting out in the cold, wrap some presents and hand them out to strangers who need a blessing, and a reminder that they are important.
I will never not give my children a gift at Christmas. I will always get them something they need, something they want, and some other odds and ends that make the holidays fun and memorable. I will work to the best of my ability to remind them, in my actions, that they are remembered and that they matter. If I want to teach my children to not be selfish there are plenty of opportunities to do such, such as picking gifts out for other children, handing gifts out to those in need, and more. I believe everyone needs a gift, however small it may be, at Christmas, adults and children alike.
P.S. If you don't want to support the big companies then shop local. There are always plenty of talented artisans who need the support of their communities to thrive. You will never find the quality that comes from the real love of the craft in a big commercial store.
Saturday, May 30, 2015
I have fallen in love with making my own soaps and bath and body products. I love how the natural soaps feel. There is nothing like it.Tuesday, May 28, 2013
Duck Tape Wallets
It was my first. I plan on making more because now I can have a wallet with every outfit. Hahaha, no, I won't actually do that, but there are still some colors and designs I want to do. My nephew wants me to make him one (without the ruffles). I found some Justin Bieber Duck tape so now I am tempted to buy it and make him a Justin Bieber duck tape wallet, but then again, that might just be cruel and a waste of my time since he probably won't use it.
Also, I am the WORST when it comes to updating my blog. Like seriously, I am not big on online communication but I love to hear from people. So, like always, I will be trying better, but don't hold your breath. Someday, I just may surprise you. ;)
Monday, October 8, 2012
Crochet Symbol Font Circular Pattern Tutorial
Anywho, let's get the show on the road. If you haven't yet purchased my font please consider doing so, and if you already have a font please consider donating any amount. It all helps :).
Thank you and God Bless
Wednesday, August 1, 2012
Husband Sick
Changes in humidity can cause him to spiral down, and it has been especially up and down this past couple of weeks. I ask for your forgiveness that I cannot post more, as I have so much more I wish I could share.
God is preparing us for something great, whatever it may be, and my husband and I are holding on to that hope that it will be for His glory and we will be blessed beyond measure when this trial (extremely long trial) is over.
Thank you'
Anna Boyd
Saturday, July 7, 2012
A Workout What!?
Now, mind you, I just had a baby (7 months ago)ha, and I usually don't "work out."
Exercise to me is suppose to be natural, you know, like shaking your bon bon to Shakira or someone else who makes me feel like my bon bon is worth shaking, but for some reason (perhaps the layer of fat that has signed a lease around my midsection) I decided to go for some ab-look-sexy-in-ten-minutes routine.
It was going all fine and dandy, you know, stretch here...stretch there, and then I had to some sort of sit up thingie.
So I'm thinking, "Yeah, I can do this," and then I get to the second sit up and I find myself fighting gravity. I must admit at this point I thought this wouldn't be that hard, but gravity is tricky. It kinda pushes us back to the ground, or so I tell myself. I'm determined however and beat gravity, at least for a few reps.
Being determined I fight my way to victory! Half way through and then OFF. What! My body apparently has a command override and just stopped moving. I'm laying there thinking what the heck! I was doing good.
I took this as a sign though that I went to far. Slow down, Anna. Of course now I was forced to. So, as I sit here writing this I realize I need to go a little slower. I'm not giving up, no, I'm stubborn like that, but for now I'm gonna kick back and have some cake as a reward!
Tuesday, June 5, 2012
Crochet Beaded Sandals Tutorial
My thought for the day:
The greatest beauty about the gifts that God gives us is that they increase the more we give them away. When we hold on to our gifts, our anointing, our blessings, it is then that we will see them decrease and find ourselves struggling to find what once was. If you want more of something, than give it away.
Please comment: Leave your thoughts behind. Would love to do more and would love to know it is appreciated. Thank you
Anna Boyd
Monday, June 4, 2012
Easy Microwaved Box Cake in a Mug
What you need:
- 1 Box of cake mix in your choice (I'm doing white)
- Water
- Whisk
- 1/4 cup measuring cup
- Coffee mug-necessary for the whole "Cake in a Mug" thing. I guess you could use something else, but that would totally ruin the point.
- Topping of choice (I've got strawberries and a cream cheese icing)
Saturday, June 2, 2012
My Diva Cup Adventure
First off, the reason I wanted to dive into this personal experience is because I have a condition called Uterine Didelphs.
Friday, June 1, 2012
Crocheted Barefoot Sandals Free Pattern
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Crocheted Flower Ring
So, while watching Conspiracy Theories with Jesse Ventura last night I crocheted a flower ring. Do you like?
I'm thinking I'm gonna post a free pattern for this later. I'm still writing up the free barefoot sandal pattern and will have that later today (fingers crossed). I need to write up my pattern I'm selling cause I need the dough, but what can I say, I get greater joy in giving things away. ;)
Thought for the moment:
You are responsible for YOUR walk with God. You are not responsible for anyone elses walk. You can help and gently guide, but don't judge because their walk is not your walk and you don't know the path God is guiding them on.
To a dear friend who is loved by God with an Everlasting Love. True friends hold you in your trials, they never kick you when you're down.
Thursday, May 31, 2012
Crochet Barefoot Sandals
So I find myself being inspired lately by the barefoot sandals of the summer and wanting to make my own.
I also need a way to make a little money until my husband gets disability, a fight that is hopefully coming to an end this summer (later).
Living with a MIL should have some advantages, like a babysitter but alas not always the case, especially when she doesn't think anything you do will work. But, I am not deterred.
Soon I will have a free pattern for the ones on my feet there below, and I will have a pattern to sell for the Rose Lace one. Will have it on Etsy, as soon as I make a new shop. I still have the old, and need to fix some things in that, but we'll see.
Let me know what you think. Positive feedback is encouraging.
:-)
Sunday, May 20, 2012
Instagram Photos on PC
I found myself in a pickle the other day with the prospect of putting pictures from my camera (my camera camera) onto my phone simply to "instagram" them. As much as I love instagram it does have some limits, and having every pic for all to see is not always necessary.
Well, for the pics I just wanted for my PC I found Pixlr-o-matic, it's free and just plain cool.
Check it out, check it out, check...it...out...
Saturday, May 19, 2012
Childhood Conspiracy
Child wants a bath.....
Mom says, "no, you had a bath last night."
After dinner child has chocolate pudding. Child's brain starts turning.
5 minutes later...
"Mom, I need a bath."
Mom turns around to see child covered in chocolate pudding.
Child gets a bath.....
It's a conspiracy...
Friday, May 18, 2012
Prayer For The Church: Jeremy Riddle Chord Chart
Prayer For The Church
Jeremy Riddle
PRAYER FOR THE CHURCH
JEREMY RIDDLE
A DMaj7 AMaj7 DMaj7
Where she is weak strengthen arms now, steady feet
DMaj7 A
That she would care for, she would seek
DMaj7 AMaj7 DMaj7
Welcoming Your lost and wounded sheep coming home to You
AMaj7 DMaj7 AMaj7 DMaj7 (B.Gtr -A ‘groove’)
Where she is stained, bring Your healing, bring Your rain
AMaj7 DMaj7
Wash away now her disgrace ‘till she shines in white, she radiates
AMaj7 DMaj7
She now mirrors You
(We’re praying)
A D F#min D
No more compromises, no more moral crises
Esus D AMaj7 DMaj7 AMaj7 DMaj7
Tonight may she move and act as You
AMaj7 DMaj7 AMaj7 (B.Gtr -A ‘groove’)
Where she is right give her courage for the fight
DMaj7 AMaj7
Full of salt now, full of light
DMaj7 AMaj7 DMaj7
Standing firm where truth and love collide, she remains in You
A D F#min D
No more compromises, no more moral crises
Esus D A D
Tonight may she move and act as You
A D F#min D
No more small divisions, no more lack of wisdom
Esus D/F# A D
Tonight may she move and act as You
A D F#min D
Now she’s shining, her light is blinding, as she sings Your name
Esus D/F # A D
Now she’s beauty, up from the ashes, Your love is on her face
AMaj7 DMaj7 AMaj7
Where she is strong keep her moving, pressing on
DMaj7 AMaj7
Bringing justice, righting wrongs
DMaj7 AMaj7 DMaj7 A D/A A D/A
Demonstrating now Your Kingdom come, she’s in step with You
A D AMaj7 DMaj7 F#min Esus
CCLI#5351378
Thursday, May 17, 2012
Instagram Love
Wednesday, May 16, 2012
Tablet Cover DIY
The problem with the tablet, however, is not necessarily with the tablet. Have you seen the covers out there? The ones that make your tablet look like a book? Not very pretty. So, I made my own.
And......wah lah...
Here's the inside...
I'm thinking of making a tutorial on how to do this easy DIY. Subscribe to my blog or youtube channel and let me know if you'd like to see how to make this :)
Youtube Channel....HERE
Tuesday, May 8, 2012
A Shawl For a Friend
Monday, May 7, 2012
A Piece of Heaven
There are just those moments in life where you take your child and you breathe them in like oxygen. You realize how close to heaven you really are when you lay close to them.
Life is only as full of those moments as you allow. Please allow.
God Bless Always
















