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Makena Karatasi: September 2013
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Meet me at the intersection of life and paper. My creative space has been in flux for the last few years. After we refinished out basement in 2009, I commandeered one-third of it for my work area (thank you, honey! Could it really, truly happen? YES, it COULD happen! And it did. Over the Fourth of July week(end), we transformed the long wall in the living room from its irritating hodge-podgeness to a cohesive, inspiring work area. Fireplace? Check View of inclement weather? Check Ample storage space?
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Makena Karatasi: My Month In Numbers
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Meet me at the intersection of life and paper. My Month In Numbers. Julie Kirk of Notes on Paper has inspired me to (among other things) document "My Month In Numbers". Check out her June numbers here:. Http:/ notesonpaper.blogspot.co.uk/2014/06/my-month-in-numbers-2014-june.html? These are my stats for June:. Rainy days (I'm the only one who's thrilled about this! Industrial-strength shelves we bought and assembled for the bomb-shelter storage room. Sterilite totes (finally the white lids are back!
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Makena Karatasi: November 2013
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Meet me at the intersection of life and paper. And so I have surrendered my food addiction to Him. I have been reluctant, even snarlingly unwilling, to relinquish this. I love food. I enjoy it. I savor it. I anticipate it and plan around it. I depend. On it Which is precisely the problem. God has been gently, firmly, unrelentingly reminding me that I must depend on Him, and Him alone. Food has become my idol, and my idol must be demolished: cast to the ground and pulverized to dust. OH, THIS OLD THING?
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Makena Karatasi: October 2013
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Meet me at the intersection of life and paper. Karatasi No. 1. OK, so those of you who. Know me well (or maybe even not-so-well! There is something about paper that makes me crave (and appreciate) a life. Because of this passion for paper, I wanted to recognize it in my blog name somehow, so I chose karatasi. One of Swahili's words for paper. I hope to spotlight some favorite paper products each week and inspire all of us to put pen to paper a little more often. Manufacturer: Compendium, Inc. The colored...
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Makena Karatasi: NO-vember
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Meet me at the intersection of life and paper. It is hard to be obedient. I’d been sensing the nudge of the Holy Spirit for awhile. When September came around, it was an indistinct sense that something was up, something was coming. As the fall progressed, the sense grew stronger. One morning I read Matthew 16-18 and there were several verses that seemed to pulse off the page and command my attention:. But My Father who is in heaven”. But He turned and said to Peter, “Get behind Me, Satan! It is better fo...
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Makena Karatasi: Rough Draft No. 2 - Holy Contradiction
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Meet me at the intersection of life and paper. Rough Draft No. 2 - Holy Contradiction. I want to yearn for You. I want to plug my ears with my fingers. Until You are all I hear,. I want to pick my way up. The jagged rock of You,. Certain of every foothold,. Knowing that my gasping self. I want to burst into parties —"SURPRISE! And search the faces for You. No grimy coin on the sidewalk,. No quarter flecked with gum,. You are the lottery and I win You every time. Every time I fix my eyes on You,. EnJOY it...
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The Spaeths: This Day in History
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Tuesday, September 24, 2013. This Day in History. My history, anyway.let me take you back. September 24, 1993. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Handmade in the Heartland. 30 People Who Have Changed My Life. We are having a BOY! No, not really. Easter For the Win. Life with the Artz's. Behind the Beautiful Forevers. It's a Guy Thing. Privacy Settings - UPDATE. The juice is worth the squeeze. The one where I pushed out a winter melon.part 3. A Time for Everything. A Journey to SE Asia. LC Training Week 1.
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Our Blessed Broken Road: May 2014
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Our Blessed Broken Road. Life Infertility. Adoption. Faith. Blessed. Monday, May 19, 2014. An Answered Prayer = Fire? It allowed for me to get things ready for a Saturday garage sale and with the help of amazing family our house is now all in order with the exception of some finishing touches! I most definitely would never wish anything bad upon anyone or anything, but I feel pretty lucky about the timing of this unexpected time off! Thursday, May 15, 2014. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). I live with my amaz...
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Our Blessed Broken Road: February 2015
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Our Blessed Broken Road. Life Infertility. Adoption. Faith. Blessed. Wednesday, February 4, 2015. Desiring Him More Than Just His Answers. Waiting sometimes can just suck. I really had considered myself a pretty patient person - until we've hit month seven of waiting. I have to keep telling myself the average wait time is two years. but, ugh, that's a long time! Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. I'm a Blog Junkie. You make me feel like dancing. Enjoying the Small Things.
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Makena Karatasi: January 2014
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Meet me at the intersection of life and paper. Karatasi No. 2. Spiral coil or bound? White pages or ivory? 5x7 hardcover or 8.5x11 softcover? After making my selection, I would scurry to my favorite journaling site and crack open the new book, relishing the fresh pages and the possibility that lay ahead. What, really, is the point? Sure But they had already done their work in me, and no amount of water could wash that away. So I slowly, slowly, S L O W L Y have returned to a place where I am again intere...
