And Then There Are Days.

 

And Then There Are Days.

 

Yep, some days are just better endured than others. Some are worth celebrating, and others, not so much. But that’s ok. Maybe it is a bit like sunshine, snow, heat, cloudiness and the like. Can we appreciate the rain if we really need sunshine? Or if it is hotter than blue blazes, can we appreciate a sudden frost? None of us really seems to appreciate sudden changes, but sneaking up on a good cooling spell can be cause for celebration. Such is the weather, at least, today. Other situations can be managed or pretty much endured.

 

A visit from Hanan’s “other mother” happened today. She is a character. My dogs think that she is something special. But then, she has dogs! And she likes my two dogs, and they know it! Anyway, she has her two grandsons with her and her husband this week, so pray for her! That is only a semi-joke! Her husband has COPD and can’t sleep, so she does not get much sleep either. That has to be hard on her. And the boys sleep late every day and stay up at night. Argh!

 

Just got off the phone with Jennifer. She makes me feel so good! Talking with her makes me feel about 90 pounds lighter—without the dieting! Anyway, she convinced me to call the house keeper again and then to make a schedule for the lawn so that it would not be a surprise or otherwise a problem of needing to be done when no one is available to do it. SO much needs to be done to this yard. But yours truly is not going to be doing it—probably at all and certainly not this year. Of all the things that really cause a nasty back ache, hitting lumps and bumps on that mower can really cause havoc! Jennifer’s favorite comment: “It’s only money, Mom. You can’t take it with you!” She is right, of course, but when you spend most of your life trying to keep from spending money, it is a hard habit to break.

 

Sylvia is lying down on a pillow on the couch holding her dinosaur in her mouth. It only has one front leg, but she does not care. And it still has one squeaker. Think this one was a gift from Michelle Malay. She seems to find the perfect toys! At least, Sylvia thinks so.

 

Sharon Dickerson has been praying for a friend of theirs that has had surgery for cancer on her adrenal gland. Some days make me want to cry for all the folks that are having to deal with pain and suffering caused by cancer and other diseases. And then there is my grand nephew Jacob who has juvenile scleroderma. They put in a port recently that they had to open up for the first time this week. That was not fun at all, but all the tests they did came back with good results. The medication is helping his skin and bones to be able to have more elasticity in them. So, he is growing! And his liver functions are good and no heart, stomach, or brain problems. Praise God! So many prayers have gone up for Jacob and his family. It is obvious that God is blessing them.

 

The showers we had earlier did not really do much for wetting things down, but we will take whatever we can get about now. At least we are not up to our eyeballs here as they are in Detroit, Chicago, or even in Missouri! Those folks are getting rain by the washtubs!

 

Thompson was upset by the fireworks last night, so maybe he will be better tonight since none have been exploding close by. But then, it is not dark yet. Argh!

 

Have a few things to do out back with the hens. Have already given them clean water and thrown out a bit of scratch. You’d think they were starving to death the way they go after that scratch. They have feed—mash and pellets—out in feeders, but scratch is different. They can see the corn in it for one thing. Oh well. As long as they are happy…

 

Since the world is such a mess, it might help to pray for peace. And then we can pray for others and their peace of mind. We know the One Who provides the ultimate peace. Let us rest tonight in that assurance. You are loved.