Fruits of the spirit

The goal was to do ornaments . In the time when it was to start stitching . I had a change of heart. My son pointed out I had not touched thanksgiving . Out of an old boot I started stitching this.

A new day is a new gift.

I have been battling depression and low self esteem . I am disable in my physical and my spirit. I don't want to feel this dark cloud over my head any more. Today I prays the lord Jesus for opening my eyes and allowing me to see a new day.
I put my foot down in the dirt and it is my planning to get me back. Too peel away at the pile of who that is me.
God first love me is in my heart holding me . Plz pray with me as I the lonely stitcher step forward to my complete me. ( to finding the purpose of me the counting of me.)

No more Sad loss stories. Everything count.

I have have learned a lot from the set. . It has been a basic stitch lesson in color love I needed . What a joy.