I’ve made some more felt food for the play house larder. So much fun!
More Fun With Felt
Fun With Felt
I love using felt and now that I’m a grandma I have the perfect excuse to have fun with it. I decided to make some play food with felt scraps. Here are a few of the fun foods I made last week for my grandchildren.
A Lenten Poem
Something About That Man
© 2016 Mollie Pearce McKibbon
Oh what’s the hubbub in the street?
I hear the sound of marching feet.
I hear the shouts of an angry crowd –
They’re coming closer; they’re getting loud.
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See the Man with the crown of thorns?
He’s the One that King Herod scorns.
They’re driving him up Golgotha’s slope –
A merciless place without hope.
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There’s something about that Man’s face
Reminds me of a time and place
Where he and his friends shared their meal
And went about to teach and heal.
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They say He now claims to be God
And his miracles were a fraud.
But I saw the lame he made walk,
The blind to see, the mute to talk.
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I heard the stories that He taught
And felt the hope that He brought.
I must protest this awful fate
Brought on because of fear and hate.
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Yet, I stand silent on the hill,
Urging my conscience to be still
And when they plant that awful tree,
My voice is stopped; my eyes won’t see.
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As I gaze at the darkened sky,
I hear his words, his groaning cry,
“Father, forgive them for my sake,”
And I feel my own heart break.
A Hymn for Lent
Forgive Us, Jesus
© 2016 Mollie Pearce McKibbon
5 5 4 4
When you test us, Lord,
We oft fail the test,
Although we know
Which way you have blessed.
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When we have trials
Our wills may be weak,
Although we know
Whose strength to seek.
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When we speak aloud
Our words may distress,
Although we know
To love is best.
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O Lord, change our hearts
And help us refrain
From causing hurt
And needless pain.
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Forgive us, Jesus,
When we do wrong.
Make us faithful,
Loving and strong.
Again and Again
Again and Again
© 2016 Mollie Pearce McKibbon
7 5 7 5 7 5 7 5
I do what I shouldn’t do
And that makes God sad.
I go where I shouldn’t go
And, then, I feel bad.
I say what I shouldn’t say
And cause someone pain.
O God, why do I do this
Again and again?
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Like a wind-blown weather vane
I twist east and west,
With no help to guide me choose
I try what seems best.
But, I still search night and day
And always in vain.
O God, why do I do this
Again and again?
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No more will I wander far
From God’s helping hand
And struggle and flounder
In sin’s sinking sand.
I want God’s eternal promise
More than worldly gain
So I’ll follow Lord Jesus
Again and again.
A Little Monkeying Around
I made this picture for a special project. It will be a special gift for one of my grandchildren eventually, but for now it was a lot of fun to do.
A Children’s Hymn
A Friend of Jesus
© 2012 Mollie Pearce McKibbon
7 7 7 7
I am a friend to Jesus
‘Cause he’s a friend to me.
Friends stick up for each other
Whatever the cost may be.
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Chorus:
Sometimes I’m scared like Peter.
Sometimes I’m angry like Saul.
Sometimes I doubt like Thomas,
But Jesus forgives me all.
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I am a friend for Jesus
‘Cause he is a friend for me.
Friends will stand by each other,
Wherever their friend may be.
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I am friend of Jesus
No matter what others say.
He ‘s promised not to leave me,
And come find me if I stray.
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If others could hear Jesus’
If only their eyes could see,
Then everyone would know him
And call him their friend , like me.
A Church Anniversary Hymn
Here is a hymn I wrote one year for our church anniversary.
Once Again We Meet
© 2004 Mollie Pearce McKibbon
8 7 8 7
Once again we meet together.
One again our voices raise
As a family forever
To God alone we sing praise!
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When you’re weary and you stumble
If upon you knees you fall,
Every heart that turns to Jesus,
Brother, sister, we will call.
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Stone and mortar, beam and rafter,
Will ,like mortal flesh, decay,
But our joyous songs and laughter
From God’s ears won’t fade away.
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As we celebrate beginnings,
Knowing God goes on and one,
In our hearts there is no ending
To Salvation’s triumph song!
Homemade Christmas Stockings
I made my daughter’s Christmas stocking many years ago, but my grandson’s was completed a few days before Christmas this year. I used red corduroy and scrap eyelet lace to make my daughter’s and this year I used soft blue polyester with felt scraps to make Fionntάn’s.
Ask Jesus In
Ask Jesus In
©2011 Mollie McKibbon
When Jesus comes knocking at the door of your heart,
Ask him in.
When Jesus comes knocking at the door of your heart,
Ask him in.
Don’t sit alone in the cold and the dark,
Moping and hoping for a tiny spark.
Welcome him. Welcome him.
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When Jesus come knocking at the door of your soul,
Ask him in.
When Jesus comes knocking at the door of your soul,
Ask him in.
Never sit and wait for the death knell toll,
Open the door and he will make you whole.
Welcome him. Welcome him.
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When Jesus bids you come by his Holy Spirit,
Answer him.
When Jesus bids you come by his Holy Spirit,
Answer him.
His voice is calling you ever near it.
Pray that you’re listening so you will hear it.
Follow him! Follow him!
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