Another Change.

 Another Change.

 

Jennifer called me a bit ago to let me know that my neighbor on the south has left us behind to go on to her reward. It’s going to be hard on her children. Gail was only 68. Guess she enjoyed her three children, her husband, her friend, and oodles of grands. But still, though we never really talked much, she will be missed on this ol’ hill. She ran a daycare called Jack and Jill’s that made a difference in the lives of many a young child. Deep sigh.

 

Michelle Malay sent me an invitation to a group that she has joined for women over 60. It looks like it will be an interesting group. It is amazing what some women can do as they age and still keep busy. It makes me think that sitting still is not really that important unless it is to read a good book. Well, then there is reading and watching things on FB! Some of the videos of critters just make me laugh out loud!

 

Cleaned both coops this morning and moved the feed cans around as well. Not sure just how the hens will take it, but one Amber Link was in the nest while the old woman was in there stirring up the feathers and shtuff. That hen just ignored me and did her thing. In fact, eight of them did a good job of producing eggs today. And two of the eggs were part of my lunch. Scrambled eggs and waffles made a decent meal. The dogs thought so, too.

 

Got the floors vacuumed today, but then saw that some stuff had come out of the grooves in the bottom of my sneakers. Great SHtuff! Oh well. It was easy to pick up and trash. At least it was not sticky and icky.

 

Since today was December the first, my “advent” calendar from Jacqui Lawson had another puzzle open. Love the games and the music. Can’t understand a word of the songs, but it is not harsh and is relatively easy for listening. Hanan never could understand why listening to songs did not appeal to me. My dad had the same problem—hearing without being able to discern the words exactly. Oh well. Such is life.

 

Listened to a minister today talk about how the disciples/apostles were so terribly disappointed at the death of Jesus. Can you imagine? They really had nothing to base their faith on before He came to them with encouragement and acceptance. He did not find fault with them, either. He knew how they must have felt. Just because HE knew what was going to happen did not mean that they really understood. We now have HIS witness as well as their testimony. We have to work on our faith just as hard as we can to see what lies ahead. And it is not always possible to have a positive outlook, no matter what we think we know. Tonight, my thoughts are with those hostages who were not brought back to Israel. We, too, are hostages in this world where Satan can cause us so much pain. Let us pray for them and for the relief that God can give us from the horrors around us. Let us ask for peace of mind and joy in His love.

 

Rest well, my friends. You are loved.