This is just a blog about my thoughts, my family, my everyday life. Because I am a Christian and have ups and downs like everyone else, I hope it will encourage others to either turn to Christ for the first time, or lean on Him when times are rough. Often life is just random and funny. I started this blog after many years of writing to my church about our vacations. They began to encourage me to blog and finally I am. Thanks for reading.
"Behold, upon the mountains, the feet of him who brings good news, who publishes peace!" Nahum 1:15
God is most glorified in us when we are most satisfied in Him. John Piper
Thursday, March 30, 2017
She has ears and lights up when I whisper her name, much like my hubby. Wink,wink. She plays music when I request a song and seems to have a vast amount of knowledge on most subjects. She answers cooking questions and can tell me how many people live in South Korea and Texas. The average height of a woman is 5.4 and for a man it's 5.10. I think she might be wrong about that. I am 5.8 and my sons are 6ft and 6.5. Does that mean we are above average? Sounds good.
She refuses to tell me what colors to paint my walls or what the most popular board game is. She just says, "I don't understand what you mean." Okay, so sometimes she is useless. Is it unkind of me to say that? I don't say it in front of her...most of the time.
I think she has selective hearing. Our relationship is really sketchy at best. I try to dialogue with her but if I don't say her name before each request, she ignores me. This is her way of driving home the fact that she is in the room, lest I forget. Over the Christmas holidays, my daughter-in-law YuJueng walked in as I was asking Alexa a question, leaving her name off. I just kept yelling at her and YuJueng said, "Mom, it's just one more person not listening to you." I told her that one day she would come in and find Alexa lying in pieces on the floor repeating, "I don't understand, I don't understand, I don't understand."
My grandson Ricky kept requesting the song, "Everything is Awesome" until I decided that everything was not awesome and banned him from talking to Alexa. Some of the teens from church have gotten her to solve their math problems. My fixer upper guy asked her what a redneck was. Hmmm. (Look in the mirror, Jeremy.) Her answer - "It is a derogatory term chiefly used for a rural poor white person in the southern United States." Okay, I am a little offended by that. She is lucky not to be lying on that floor.
She can tell me a joke and sing me a song about her circuits and no, I am not kidding.
If only she had arms and legs, I'd toss her a rag and tell her to get busy...but I'd be sure to say her name first.
Monday, March 27, 2017
For the Son of God came to seek and to save that which was lost. Luke 19:10
John 3:17 For God did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world, but in order that the world might be saved through him.
We are to work with family - saved and unsaved - in caring for parents and siblings. We work together as citizens to better our country and in public improvement and in loving others. Be wise in your choices regarding time, energy, and effort - focusing on what glorifies God. Enjoy His blessings and love others. Let our hearts be enlarged to love Him more and more as the days pass. It is what matters most. -
Wednesday, March 22, 2017
|They were digging for marbles they had buried years ago. They found them!|
|Luke and I say, "Happy Spring!"|
Saturday, March 4, 2017
After much consideration and thought, it seemed best to isolate him and banish my love to his man cave for an extended period of time. I would open the door long enough to administer his medications and meals and then close it quickly, hoping the germs would stay on the other side of that door. Those sly little creatures are a bit more clever than I realized. They thrive on reproducing and multiplying and being very social even though hostility against them was rampant. They ought to be commended on their patience and cunning, strategically attacking victims while adding to their plunder. Lysol did nothing to deter them. In fact I think they loved it.
I have not had the flu since seventh grade. I distinctly remember riding in the car after a week or so of confinement and realizing the season had changed from Winter to Spring. Everything was green and lush. There is something metaphorically correct in a Winter/Spring - sickness/health comparison.
Fever was the first indicator of what was to come. All I had to do was wait and let it happen...and it did. I kept thinking it was not so bad, only to be deeply dismayed each day as I grew worse.
I am finally on the other side of a week long hibernation. Tommy preached last Sunday with intervals of having to sit a spell. My friends told me he was slow moving and anti-social so as to not share any germs that might be lingering. When he got home, I told him my 'spies' in the service had let me know how weak he was. He smiled and shook his head. It isn't gossip - but he goes from zero to sixty mph without any regard for his body's inability to keep up - hence the necessity for spies. I ordered them to frown and hiss at him when I learned he was staying for a long meeting afterward.
Influenza came and went, leaving its mark on us for sure. Good health is not to be taken for granted - which we do until we lose it for a spell.
We have had no Winter this year, so unlike my seventh grade experience, the green that I see has remained since summer. Still, my yard begs for flowers, weeding, mulching, and all manner of focused attention. While I am not yet quite up to the task, it won't be long.