Today I officially joined the millions of women who since the invention of the sewing machine have pierced their fingers through with the needle whilst the sewing machine was still on. It broke in three pieces, one stayed in the machine and two ended up in my left index finger, piercing through my nail. I cannot explain how it happened. I remember someone, maybe Diana asking me about the horror stories of pierced fingers by sewing machine needles and my far too judgmental reaction saying it could be prevented if one is careful enough. Well, I was careful and still ended up with an accident. I quickly took a super strong painkiller, put a couple of plasters on and carried on with the sewing. The medicine slowed me down a lot I just finished the dresses an hour ago. My original target was Friday 4pm and ended up Saturday 11 am. My little German clients just bounced off to a wedding with their Schick Klein. It feels great to have the dresses done, 2 days for 2 flower girl dresses from the pattern construction to the pressing process.
Good Friday always feels to me like a universal birthday of the human race: Jesus died for us on the cross that we may live. I can’t be grateful enough for him to save me. I would have never accomplished most of the things I am most proud of without him. He was there, walking beside me, when I rebelled, when I confessed, when I was ill, when I questioned, when I was angry, when I was disillusioned and when I chose him over my old ways, because his love is unfailing.
Thank you Jesus, for the life I am living. May You help me to become a better daughter to my mother and my father and a source of encouragement for those around me. Amen
And the good news is: MONDAY IS COMING!!!
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