Crown Him

I woke up this morning with this hymn playing in my head.

Crown Him with many crowns, the Lamb upon His throne.
Hark! How the heavenly anthem drowns all music but its own.
Awake, my soul, and sing of Him who died for thee,
And hail Him as thy matchless King through all eternity.

Crown Him the virgin’s Son, the God incarnate born,
Whose arm those crimson trophies won which now His brow adorn;
Fruit of the mystic rose, as of that rose the stem;
The root whence mercy ever flows, the Babe of Bethlehem.

Crown Him the Son of God, before the worlds began,
And ye who tread where He hath trod, crown Him the Son of Man;
Who every grief hath known that wrings the human breast,
And takes and bears them for His own, that all in Him may rest.

Crown Him the Lord of life, who triumphed over the grave,
And rose victorious in the strife for those He came to save.
His glories now we sing, who died, and rose on high,
Who died eternal life to bring, and lives that death may die.

Crown Him the Lord of peace, whose power a scepter sways
From pole to pole, that wars may cease, and all be prayer and praise.
His reign shall know no end, and round His piercèd feet
Fair flowers of paradise extend their fragrance ever sweet.

Crown Him the Lord of love, behold His hands and side,
Those wounds, yet visible above, in beauty glorified.
No angel in the sky can fully bear that sight,
But downward bends his burning eye at mysteries so bright.

Crown Him the Lord of Heaven, enthroned in worlds above,
Crown Him the King to Whom is given the wondrous name of Love.
Crown Him with many crowns, as thrones before Him fall;
Crown Him, ye kings, with many crowns, for He is King of all.

Crown Him the Lord of lords, who over all doth reign,
Who once on earth, the incarnate Word, for ransomed sinners slain,
Now lives in realms of light, where saints with angels sing
Their songs before Him day and night, their God, Redeemer, King.

Crown Him the Lord of years, the Potentate of time,
Creator of the rolling spheres, ineffably sublime.
All hail, Redeemer, hail! For Thou has died for me;
Thy praise and glory shall not fail throughout eternity.

May you have a wonderful Lord’s Day.

Falling in lists

My friend (http://www.beccastoggs.com/) made a list of things she needs to do and I realized that this is what I needed to do as well. If I post it online then perhaps knowing that people are seeing the progress taking place, will get my butler into gear.

Today (Saturday)
(Red means done/complete)

1. Babysitting Michael from 8-8
2. 2) Purple plaid dresses
3. Finish making nightgown and dress for friend
4. cut out nursing shirt (E. Lee)
5. Write letters, and birthday cards for inlaw’s
6. Wrap birthday gifts

Sunday

1. Church
2. Birthday celebration at in-laws house

Monday

1. Ship packages
2. Talk to Jr. Muffin about coming sometime soon
3. Blog
4. Make an apple dress for someone on HK
5. Cut skirts out
6. Midwife coming at 6
7. Finish nursing jacket for midwife

Well, I think that should keep me busy for a time. Life will run away with me. So, I shall finish my cup of tea and set to getting myself busy. Thank you Adrienne for the kick in the butler!!!!!

Merchant Corner

I have these two tshirt dresses that didnt sell over the past summer so I am offering them at a discount price because i know fall is around the corner. Now you may be asking, “Why should we purchase these then?” Well, you never know what next year may bring! Now would be the time to put them aside! So, here we have;

The Patriotess~ Length 22.5″ Price~$6.50

My little Daisy~ Length 31″ Price~ $8.50

Email me at c.neipp@gmail.com

Dear Friend

I do a lot of writing. I love to write letters to friends and family members. There is just something so nice as personal handwriting a letter on fine stationary, An envelope addressed, a postman greeting you as you exchange the letter for some bills knowing the other person on the recieving end will be greeted by such a letter. My friend wrote me today. We had been discussing Matthew 24 back and forth but both agreed that it was something that both of us could not understand as well as we would have liked. We felt God closing that door on us and telling us to wait until He reveiled the mystery of the chapter in His own time. What a debate we could have had. How often do you recieve letters? Has it become a lost art? I recieve cards with a quick message and I have sent the same but how rare it is to recieve something that someone has taken the time to sit down and write. To whom is reading this, I challenge you to put aside 15-20 minutes that you would normally spend on the computer, maybe going through those junk emails and write a letter to your mother, to your sister, to a friend, to an elderly person. Whomever you choose, know that you will be bringing a smile to their day.

Introduction

How should I introduce us? I could describe my dearest hubby as the Reverand Mr. Black. He would fit that description wonderfully. He is a quiet handsome sort of man. Just the kind you want to have around, and he’s mine… you can’t have him! He is definetly not large! Me, on the other hand, I am quite large. Being 9 months pregnant with a week or so to go I am quite large. Despite the protests from various friends and family member’s on being small for one so pregnant I have to say that I do NOT feel small at all. I am being stretched and kicked in places I didnt know exsisted. Our little one we like to call Jr. Muffin. No, we do not know his gender. We like surprises. What is wrong with the colors, green, yellow, and green anyways? I mean, green is a wonderful color.

I do not know what great things I will write here. I am a ordinary girl who married a wonderful (and thankfully) not so ordinary man. We live in a small home. I am a stay at home wife and soon to be mom. I do wear denim skirts and use to have a denim dress but that is long gone now. I prefer dresses but I do wear pants and sometimes shorts (but only around the house cause I have fat legs and ugly knees). We do eat organic, but also cereal out of a box! Hubby has to be glueten free, wheat free, so we do eat more veggies, have a compost pile and garden. Did you know that compost piles actually cut back on your watering? If you want to have a compost pile for no other reason than having to water your garden less it might be something to concider!
Of course we also have a woodburning stove for our heat. It requires two trashcans. One for burnable things like paper and another for the dump which holds other things like plastic.
I am part of the Martha Stewart of our home. Hubby and I share that task. He is better in the garden, I am better at the sewing table. I can cook a dinner but he can make a meal! I can clean a home, he can organize and scrub a house! We work together. He teaches me what he wants done, I cheerfully (ok, not all the time) set myself to making his home happy. We both eagerly look for the day when children run to door when “Papa” is home!