Dear God, Thank you for the many blessings you send my way on a daily basis, like a wonderful family, a comfortable home and the patience required while repeating myself sixteen times so Papa T. can hear me tell him where his green beans are on his plate. Thank for the good health I have experienced in recent weeks, aside from that nickel sized blister I got from running ten miles in old running shoes. Please give me the wisdom to stop doing that kind of thing even though I know better. The old shoe thing, not the running ten miles thing. Thank you for the beautiful spring flowers that give me hope for life renewing itself. I am struggling to see the blessing involved in this latest rainy cold snap, but I’ll get there. Eventually. Maybe. Help me to love my teenager with a full heart, open arms and a controlled tongue. Seriously, help me with the controlled tongue thing. I appreciate all the help you’ve sent me in learning how to use the new sound system at church, even the couple of folks who apparently know all about running it without ever touching the thing. I’m especially grateful for the motor that Daddy found in the newspaper that might save us about $500 in lawn mower repairs. ESPECIALLY GRATEFUL for that. You can drop that kind of manna on me anytime. Please look after all the sick folks I know. Not to complain, but that list is getting’ a little long, Lord. I’m hopin’ we can shorten that up pretty soon. Aunt Mary could use a little boost, ya’ know. Give me the strength to lead our worship committee through this update of our services, and the wisdom not to sign up for that committee the next time appointments are being made. I mean, unless you really want me too. Psst…can I just be on the Feed the Bereaved Committee next time? And grant me patience to deal with all of these little things that are gnawing at me during this especially hectic time, like my computer issues at work. Not to be greedy, but if you could just make Adobe Updater leave me alone, that would be swell. Help me to look for the best in everyone, and I do mean EVERYONE, especially You Know Who. I promise I’m trying’, but it’s hard. I suppose I should thank that person for keeping me in close contact with you, though. Anyway, it’s been a pretty good day, and that’s all I have this time. Watch over my peeps, and tell Granny Goober says hey! Amen.
Mon Funday - Looking Out My Front Door
Just got home from Illinois, lock the front door, oh boy! Got to sit down, take a rest on the porch. Imagination sets in, pretty soon I'm singin', Doo, doo, ...