New Life - and New Site

For several months, I have had a new blog site on snappages.  I love snappages, but it doesn't do what I need it to do for this blog.  Snappages is so easy to set up and to use.  Really easy - because I could figure it out myself.

When I signed up for the snappages site, it was free (just like blogspot).   Before too long, they announced they were going to charge for the site, but those of us who had signed up during their "free site days" would be grandfathered in.

As often happens, things are not always what they seem.  Snappages will begin charging everyone by the first of April.  They are locking down any sites that do not sign up with their hosting plan.  That means the blog (www.gert-slabach.snappages.com) will no longer be accessible.

In the meantime, I had moved things over to Wordpress, and one  of the reasons was that Wordpress does what I need it to do.  Another reason is that Snappages  would cost me more than Wordpress does.

So, while I've enjoyed my time at Snappages, it's time to close that door.

All the blog posts on this site (quiverfull@blogspot.com) have been moved over to the Wordpress site.

So come on over and visit me there.

The web site is:  www.mywindowsill.com

I do hope to see you there, and I welcome hearing from you.

My email is:  mywindowsill6@gmail.com

Blessings,
Gert Slabach

The Grass is Greenest Here

There's a new post over at www.mywindowsill.com
Go on up to the Front Porch and read about The Grass is Greenest Here, which was originally published in Daughters of Promise issue of January/February 2015.

Even though winter seems intent on staying, rest assured that soon Spring will make its debut, and there will be green grass.  Just remember to bloom where you are planted.

Blessings to you,
Gert

P.S.  I'm switching things around and the new blog site isn't quite up to par yet - but in time it will be.  Thanks for your patience, and I do welcome your comments.

No Trespassing!

Relationships can be difficult.  Whether it's family, church, or a neighbor, we rub shoulders with folks on a daily basis - and because we're all different, there are times when we experience discord. So why don't you come on over to my front porch swing at My Windowsill, and read the latest post there.

Joy to the World! in January

There's a new post over on My Windowsill.  Just come up the front porch and step inside.  It might give you an idea of how you can help make Christmas brighter for lonely folks in your community.

The Little Drummer Boy and Me

There's a new post over at My Windowsill.  You're welcome to move on over there to check it out. Come on up the Front Porch.  That's where you'll find the post.

Have a Merry Christmas!

Gert

Anniversary Roses

There's a new post over on http://gertslabach.snappages.com/front-porch-swing-blog.htm
But, for now, you can also read it here.

this photo collage was created using canva.com

Roses.  I do like roses.

‘Especially on our anniversary, my birthday, on Mother’s day, or other special times, like the births of our babies.  

I used to tell folks that when I wanted a dozen roses, all I had to do was have another baby.  While it’s true that six times over roses were waiting for me when I get back from Labor and Delivery, it’s also true that I don’t get roses for every birthday, every anniversary, or every Mother’s day. 

You know what makes the roses so special?  The fact that, on any other day when there are no roses, he is in my corner.  Any other day when I’m unkempt and the house is a mess, he helps pick up the pieces and puts me back together again.  Any other day when there is no wafting fragrance in the house, he becomes the fragrance by serving me, again.

The man’s rather imperfect, and so is his wife.  Imagine that.  Even so, in a world of strife, marriages that have dissolved or marriages that are falling apart, we are blessed.

Like so many other marriages, ours could simply be a statistic.  It’s not that we’re so smart or so special.  It’s that God is.  When you go to God for help, when you really seek for wisdom, when you truly apply what you know to do even when you don’t feel like it, then you find that marriage can be done well.

There have been days when I’ve stormed the gates of Heaven, asking God to show me how to understand and love this man.  Every time I have asked, He has given me answers.  ‘Not that I always liked the answers or felt like following the directions, mind you.  But every time I’ve asked for wisdom, He has given what I’ve needed. ‘Trouble is that sometimes we just don’t bother to ask.

Our marriage bed is not an array of roses minus thorns.  It’s a fragrance that comes when the petals are crushed as I  becomes us.  It’s a fragrance that comes when making love is not so much about “everything is perfect and we’ve got it all together” as it is about “even though we are frustrated with each other, we are still committed to each other; so tonight making love to you is a great way to emphasize that commitment.” 

Thirty years ago today in a small town in western Maryland, in the church where my parents were married many years before, we tied the knot.  Amid freshly-fallen snow, family and friends, we celebrated.

We celebrate today, and I enjoy the roses and their perfume.  Today especially, we celebrate the greatest fragrance of all:  the faithfulness of God.

A New View from a Different Window

Welcome to a new view from my world!  I'll be blogging over here from a different window.  You'll still be able to access this site (www.gert-slabach.blogspot.com) or you can check out the new view on the link above.

At this new blogging site (My Windowsill), you'll find more photos, a section on recipes (The Kitchen Table) and some other interesting things.  

I'm interested in your feedback.  You can PM me on facebook or email me at: quiverfull4242@gmail.com

Thanks - and I  hope you enjoy the newly installed window in my home!

~Gert