Good thought for the day

 

A Challenging BOM

 I'm in month 3 of the ForeverMore Block of the Month and have finished the toughest block yet.  The quilt is made up of many different blocks, each using tiny pieces of fabric.  This block I'm most proud of though.  All the points match!

ForeverMore BOM has begun

I'm happy to say Month 1 of the ForeverMore Block of the Month is finished!  I'm having a great time sewing tiny blocks again! There were 4 of those in month 1.

Update July 9th:   Month 2 is finished as well!

Happy 4th of July

 

5 QOV tops to finish by Wednesday evening

 I thought I'd update my blog with the task for this week.  I have 5 Quilt of Valor tops to work on before our QOV group meets on Thursday morning.  Here's a photo of the one on my frame this afternoon.  I'm using a pantograph called Star Streamers on each of the tops.

Ode to Sewing Machines #30

 Many of you follow my "Ode to the Sewing Machine" posts.  We've all seen the ads on craigslist, ebay and elsewhere.  The clueless sellers give those of us who sew a belly laugh, or two!

No one in their right minds would continue reading, but who says quilters are in their right minds, so here's installment #30...

"Really nice"   I'd say it's "Eww"

This one was on FB Marketplace.  I'm sure she has people 

running right over there for this one!

The seller has had this one for sale for 17 weeks.  It's no wonder,

we don't know the brand and the only picture is the back of the machine.

Update: Sept. 1, it has now been for sale 25 weeks and still no takers.

Kenya Missionary Suffers Home Invasion

Our close friend, Steve Ostergaard, —a Kenya missionary originally from Durham, NC—was brutally attacked in his home Sunday night by someone he knew.
The two attackers stormed through a door as he let his puppies out for a last run around the yard. They beat him severely and hit him over the head with an axe, took his wallet and cash, and ran off leaving him to die. God is obviously not finished with this servant!

Steve experienced a fractured skull and forearm requiring extensive surgeries. Kenya hospitals are not like American hospitals. They demand payment in cash. He was in intensive care in Nairobi.

Please pray for Steve, his wife Pat and for his healing injuries. (Steve is pictured on the right in both pictures and his wife Pat is in the second one.)

Steve Ostergaard and his wife, Pat, are missionaries working in Kenya in Africa, since November, 2019. Their ministry works to display Christ's love by creating sustainable solutions to alleviate poverty in the developing world through social business, education, and discipleship. Steve and Pat are working with locals to develop and support the community through a dairy farm, a girl's school, and a food bank for the impoverished.

Update from June 16th: SteveO had a successful surgery yesterday to repair a part of his skull that was broken off in the attack. Praise the Lord for the update also that his jaw was bruised, but not broken! He is resting in the hospital. Thank you for your prayers and support.

June 18th: He was released from the hospital to save money, he will recover from home.

A note came from Steve today (June 19th), he says "All surgeries were performed Tuesday, 15th, successfully repaired my broken skull,and compound fracture of right arm. My jaw was cut down to the bone, so it appeared to be fractured, but fortunately, only stitches were needed. i got out of the hospital on the 17th, and hadn't been posting for security reasons. The bad guys are still not in custody. My biggest concern now is head trauma related, brain swelling and infection, seizures, etc. All of which God has spared me so far."  Please keep Steve in your prayers!

45 years ago today

  45 years ago today a huge event occurred in my life. June 13, 1976.  I was 16 yrs old and it was early summer in Iowa.  I lived on a farm in Jordan, Iowa.  Our lane was a 1/4 mile long, our house on 5 acres with fields of corn on 3 sides, the town on the other.  My sisters and I had been picking strawberries for mom that afternoon and we had just sat down to put our sunburned noses in a bowl of strawberries and ice cream.  While mom was scooping she became angry when she glanced out the window.  Dad was recklessly driving at highway speed down our long lane.  Mom put the spoon down and headed outside to yell at dad.  Of course we followed to watch the fireworks!

By the time she made it out the door, he had skidded to a stop and was yelling for us to get outside.  He had been fishing on the Des Moines river and said he had been watching a tornado that dropped down.   We saw the tornado off in the distance and watched it.  (Well, that's what Iowans do.) Mom brought out blankets when it started to rain a few minutes later.  Dad's face looked worried after a little while because he could tell it was coming right at us.  He yelled at us to get in the car we needed to leave! He backed his truck out, a decision he would regret later, and 5 kids and 2 adults packed into the station wagon.

A neighbor friend of mine was visiting us that afternoon and my 3 siblings and I watched as we sped away from the farm.  We drove a half-mile away and parked on the highway.  It was starting to tear up the corn field next to our farm.  By then it was a massive wall of clouds, that later would be described as a mile wide tornado that Ted Fujita himself named an F-5.

The trees & house in this picture are not in the path, they are quite a ways away from the tornado.

After a few minutes, the car started spewing steam, having blown a hose.  Dad decided to go to the nearest gas station about 4 miles away.  When we arrived no one was there, the gas station was empty but still open.  He couldn't find a water spicket so he dumped a bucket of dirty windshield washer water into the radiator and we raced back toward our farm.

We arrived to see the tornado hovering over our town.  There was a grain elevator next to the end of our lane and the tornado had swallowed it up.  We could see our farm across the field though.  It had been erased from the land.  We had a large barn, chicken coop, corn crib, house and garage and all that we could see was what looked like a small shack on the horizon, what had been our kitchen.

My sisters, little brother, friend and I were all crying, wondering aloud what was happening to our friends and family that lived in our small town.  As soon as the tornado had moved away, we drove down the street and were in awe of the damage.

We couldn't drive very far into town because debris, dead animals and trees laid across the street, but we stopped and piled out of the car.  There wasn't a soul around but us.  We were yelling for people we knew lived in the houses that were now basement holes gaping at us.  There was so much debris laying around.  Slowly people started crawling up out of the holes.  Our town had 52 people that lived there. The grain elevator was the only business and it was a huge pile of twisted metal and wood.  

We began talking to the people that were beginning to join us on the street when the first deputy arrived to help us.  The adults began looking through debris while the kids milled about not knowing what to do.

In the end, no one was seriously hurt.  An amazing fact after finding out how many people had been in their basements.  The 9 year old son of a friend of ours had been in their basement and had been hit in the head by a brick.  His mom needed stitches on her knee and those were the only injuries that day.

The Jordan  school building had been on the edge of the tornado, it had been 3 stories tall.

Ted Fujita was a Japanese-American meteorologist whose research primarily focused on severe weather.  He created the Fujita scale of rating tornadoes.  The Jordan tornado was the first F-5 tornado he studied. As Dr. Fujita described the Jordan, Iowa tornado he said "it was the most intense and destructive tornado I have ever studied". If you'd like to read more information about the 1976 Jordan tornado you can google it to find some great reading on the subject.

We didn't rebuild on the land, and instead rented a farm house located across the field from where we used to live.  The house was on the highway where we had viewed the tornado.  Nearly everyone rebuilt their homes.