IT HAPPENS every summer. While others love the warm weather I do not. My brain chemistry goes haywire. I used to think this happened because I had overworked, but even when I don’t I still suffer from melancholy.
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Something beautiful has happened in my life. On this blog I have written about my memory and the concern that this would have a negative effect on leading a Bible study. After praying gobs about it I concluded God would use me in spite of it. Nothing is too difficult for God.
Today is my Dad’s birthday. He would have been 95. The song below reminds me of him. It was sung at his funeral thirteen years ago. The picture above also reminds me of dad, accept he was a fly fisherman. Dad was most happy fishing. He brought home some awesome trout. Happy Birthday Dad! 🎂
I’m not one to normally take to my bed. But when a couple trying circumstances hit at once that’s just what I did. First were feelings of failure then the loss of power, finally helplessness. I shut the bedroom door and went to bed. I was a wreck.
I knew this day would come. God is leading me away from blogging weekly. For the last 9 years I’ve been blogging intermittently but steady for the last four. I have made lots of friends. I am thankful for each one who is following this blog.
A book¹ I once read quoted this verse, “Those who believe in the Son of God have a testimony of God in them.”² Our testimonies or stories are unique. God wants us to be intentional about sharing them. Mine is about how a church lady became a Christian. This may sound a bit backwards. At the same time, you may relate.
For the last week I’ve been visiting my mom and sisters. I had not seen my mom for almost two years. My mom is a healthy 92 year old. I won’t tell you how old my sisters are. 😊 I will put up a new post next week. See you soon.
I had a birthday this week. I am closer to 70 than I care to admit. Actually, I cannot believe how old I am. I don’t feel it. I may look it. But I do not feel it. Inside I feel, oh – about 50. Not anywhere near 70 years old!
When the weather got warm the kids in my neighborhood used to play Ante Over. We would say “Annie-Annie Over” then throw a ball over the house. We used different balls but found a baseball worked the best because throwing over the house was quite a ways over.
In my distress I send up prayers to God. When God answers my little, inadequate prayers I am always amazed. Compared to the grand scheme of things, my prayers are trivial and trite. God surely has more important things to do.
Bean is a high-spirited dog. He has a mind of his own. A neighbor suggested I use a clicker to train him. Bean began responding well to the command “Come.” Then we got ice-covered snow and Bean’s obedience came to an end.
I was age 9 before I gave much thought to how my family observed Sundays. My mom and I were looking at her flower garden. I noticed our neighbor was doing more than looking at his flowers. He was gardening! This surprised me. I figured everyone observed Sundays the way we did. So I asked mom why our neighbor was doing yard work on a Sunday. She graciously said,
I was afraid of my dad. Even as an adult I couldn’t be alone with him in the same room without trembling. My dad was a veteran of WWII. As soon as he graduated high school and received a diploma, he signed up for the draft at the next table. No young man of able body was exempt. After basic training he was shipped to the Asiatic Pacific Theater.
I figure I have gone to church 4,000 times in my life. Give or take a few. 😊 When I was a kid Sundays were a day of worship and family. My church had both morning and evening services. Most people attended both, only missing when ill or out of town.
This has been quite a year, hasn’t it? Four major events happen in my life. How about you? My son had health problems. My daughter had personal problems. Then there was Covid. And if that’s not enough, our county had major flooding after 2 dams failed. And because the dams failed, our drain tiles failed and water came into our finished basement.