My Sunday

My Sunday has been lovely. Waking up to bright sunshine is wonderful. Makes my mornings more tolerable!

1. I really appreciated today's message in church. It was on Proverbs 14:34:

"Righteousness exalteth a nation: but sin is a reproach to any people."

In a nut shell: We must beware the reproach of sin. It is repulsive in its nature. It is shameful, it offends a Holy God and it brings down the name of Christ. Sin is scandalous, unrighteous, wicked, and shows lack of faith. Sin is a reproach to others. It affects them and it affects without fail.

On the flip side: Righteousness exalts or lifts up. We ought to practice it, promote it, and preach it - pointing others toward the way of righteousness.

Made me examine myself. Period.

2. When we got home from church today Ben had made french toast! Yummy. What a nice thing to walk in to. I was a happy camper! Yea for guys that aren't afraid to cook!


3. But. . . before I could eat, there was a knock at the front door. When I opened it, there stood my little Goldilocks with a motorcycle helmet on her tiny little head! I looked beyond her and there sat her mode of transportation. A HARLEY! Kelly's roommate's daughter's grandfather was giving the girls rides.

She's too tiny. Sniffle, sniffle. And she's wearing flip flops. Horror, horror!

Bye, bye my sweet thing. Hang on now! Don't let go!

Ah, another one of my treasures. Same thing. Flip flops. Horror, horror!

It's okay! Just hang on! Don't be frightened!

Well, they weren't frightened at all. In fact, they loved it! And grand pa was very mindful of them. I am glad he brought them by so I could see! I think Pop-pop may have been a little jealous, though. A HARLEY, of all things! ! !

Blessings. . . . when you least expect them.

I've had several blessings this week. All of them quite unexpected and from unusual places.

1. From Christie's blog - via FB:
Isaiah 46:4 NKJV: "Even to your old age, I am He. And even to gray hairs I will carry you! I have made, and I will bear; Even I will carry, and will deliver you.
I am certainly at the gray hair stage, and I am certainly, eternally grateful that God will still carry me!

2. Kelly texted me and said she didn't feel well and was staying home today. This meant she would have Piper. I was sorry she felt bad, but being babyless opened the doors for me to get odd things done. Like: trimming around the baseboards with paint, laundry and - a blog post over on my other blog.

3. And because I didn't have Piper, I went to Kohls with my 30% coupon in hand and got things I needed. ie: jeans, shoes, *wink* and a Trans Siberian CD! And, and I got $10.00 Kohls cash!
Ta-da! ! !

4. As I was pulling into Marshalls (after my Kohls run) I was listening to Dr. J. Vernon Megee. He was very, um, adamant today. A couple of things spoke to me in his message:
A. People are too busy "playing church".
B. He doesn't like it when people say "I've given my life to Christ." He already has our life. He wants our righteousness!

5. I read a blog that Heidi had linked to on FB. I really did relate to that. About not judging people so quickly. You never know what they are feeling or what they are going thru at that moment in time. But to be sensitive to the hearts of others. A little kindness goes a long, long way.

How perfect the timing has been - only God is capable of putting so many things out there from so many different people to minister to what I need at this moment in time. It never ceases to amaze me. Never.

My Poetry

"The Leaves of Fall"

Fall's leaves are blowing thru the air
Like bright, electric snow.
Scurrying across the waiting ground
With no particular place to go.

They pay no heed to daily tasks
Such things, as humans do.
Only falling from the trees around
So earth can start anew.

When night does fall they gather close
On the ground, 'tis where they'll rest.
Waiting for that cool crisp air
That becomes a blanket upon their chest.

When the sun shines upon them in the morn
They'll be heavy laden with night's frost.
It has settled upon their quietness
But not all is counted loss.

They'll glisten as the sun shines bright
While on the ground they lay.
Waiting for the suns' sweet warmth
To drive the dew away.

Then they'll hustle excitedly
Across the ground some more.
Much like the startled geese
Headed for distant shores.

Until such time the earth reclaims
Them back to the dirt below,
They will journey in the fall
Allowing their colors to richly glow.

And we will be most sweetly blessed
If we but stop to enjoy
What God has put upon His earth
For every man, woman, girl and boy.

Crickett

Sometimes. . . .

. . . you just can't wait.

This morning as I was fixing Piper's cereal, I put her in her bouncy seat. She likes it and I figured it would keep her occupied the three or four minutes it would take to get her breakfast ready. I could hear her "complaining" so I tried to hurry. It does no good to try to feed an angry be`be`. When I arrived upon said be`be`, this is how I found her:


Sound asleep. No two ways about it. She was out on her feet. Literally. I did manage to get her awake enough for her cereal, but the bottle - well, it went down the drain. That little gal slept 'til noon!

Oh, the joys of grand-mother-hood!

I Did It! I Did It! I Did It!

I did it!

I cut my hair!

Short!

That's all I have to say about that. :)