April 21, 2015

  • a Hawaiian day

    Having a Hawaiian day out on my porch reading, while my
    lunch/brunch is heating...
    Why a 'Hawaiian day'? ...
    because it's a perfect 75 degrees, perfectly clear blue sky,
    and I am enjoying the incredible variety of bird calls
    sounding in the trees.

    (I have heard that what is so perfect about Hawaii is the
    steady 75 degree temperature. :-) )

  • absolutely right

    Franklin Graham...

    "He both condemned the White House for their inaction
    against ISIS and called for a complete halt to
    immigration of Muslims from countries with active
    Islamic terror cells in them. Period.

    When challenged by Carlson on whether this halt would
    draw criticisms of discrimination, Graham responded
    vehemently ‘of course’, suggesting people will obviously
    cry ‘discrimination’. But Graham says we are at war
    that you must discriminate if you are going to win the war."

    Absolutely right.  Halting immigration from muslim countries is the only thing that will save our democratic nations.

    Watch the interview here

  • These are the perfect nights...
    loving the cool night air, the windows opened.
    Time for sweet dreams. sweet dreams

April 20, 2015

  • counting in French

    How very odd...
    I found myself counting in French tonight as I counted eggs
    to make my egg custard.
    I had to stop and think... 'what language was I thinking in'
    ... my go to is usually German(Deutsche) or Espanol
    (that is, Spanish)... :-) I often mix those up with one another.

  • Went for a walk today and got my butt bit.

    yes you read that right...
    now, most people have heard of getting their butt kicked,
    but we have these awful no-see-um bugs down here that
    love to attack at dusk...
    now, I love wearing skirts, and these little buggers love
    to sneak right up under those skirts while you are talking
    to your neighbors....
    so aggravating
    They don't itch or hurt or anything like that, just leave
    these red welts wherever they have bitten... got a few
    nice ones on my arms...
    I am always reminded why it is best not to walk at 5:00 pm.

    (p.s.- they didn't actually bite my butt... more like thighs... still, not fun when you are trying to talk. :-P )

April 19, 2015

  • Songbirds, happy food, and 'cheer up wine'

    Resting on the couch, reading a book of fiction,
    gentle hum of a fan,
    and over it all,
    the lilting sound of the songbirds...
    ah, the joys of peace found in any situation.

    11 Not that I speak in respect of want: for I have learned,
    in whatsoever state I am, therewith to be content.

    'In stillness and in peace, will you find Me.'

    Peace Like a River  ----  Peace Like a River


    Thanks to my daughter for 'happy food' (she brought me donuts yesterday, and some banana nut muffins she had made)
    and with dinner tonight I am having half a glass of 'cheer me up wine'.  :-)
    Always look for the good things... the ways to be content in any situation.

April 18, 2015

  • Interesting, this line I just read, in the book I am reading....
    "Worry is the darkroom in which negatives can develop." smiley sheepish grin
    *that's a sheepish grin

    sheepish grin

April 17, 2015

  • Ever feel like you're just itching for a fight?

    I feel like I'm itching for a fight

    Not a physical fight...

    but having that sense of general unease that just makes
    me feel like I want to let off steam...

    done in


    letting off steam....
    letting off steamI don't like the way I am right now,
    but I have every reason to be like I am.  I get so sick of people being the way they are.

  • Today's devotions

    Hope is the foundation of patience. - John Calvin

    We learn to trust, by trusting. - Ron Dunn

    It may take an extended period for God to show us
    His will about a certain set of circumstances in our life.

    'we have to wait... we have to trust in the Lord with all
    our heart... lean on Him not with our own understanding,
    and allow Him to direct our paths.'
    Thought of the day:
    on Xanga - It's a big wide world out there, and it's nice to know that there are
    'my kind of people' out there. :-)
    other thoughts of the day:
    'I hope we meet again, someday, in God's heaven.' - C.Lynn

    "memory is the scribe of the soul" - Aristotle

    memory scribe  Blessed

    'write these words of mine upon your hearts, put them on your doorposts,
    bind them to your foreheads'
    Proverbs 7, Deuteronomy 11

    Thy Word I have hidden in mine heart

April 15, 2015

  • Valley of Vision

    Lord, high and holy, meek and lowly,
    Thou hast brought me to the valley of vision,

    where I live in the depths but see Thee in the heights;
    hemmed in by mountains of sin I behold Thy glory.

    Let me learn by paradox that the way down is the way up,
    that to be low is to be high,
    that the broken heart is the healed heart,
    that the contrite spirit is the rejoicing spirit,
    that the repenting soul is the victorious soul,
    that to have nothing is to possess all,
    that to bear the cross is to wear the crown,
    that to give is to receive,
    that the valley is the place of vision.

    Lord, in the daytime stars can be seen from deepest wells,
    and the deeper the wells the brighter Thy stars shine;
    let me find Thy light in my darkness,
    Thy life in my death,
    Thy joy in my sorrow,
    Thy grace in my sin,
    Thy riches in my poverty,
    Thy glory in my valley.

    Taken from The Valley of Vision: A Collection of Puritan Prayers & Devotions, edited by Arthur Bennett


    Nothing that is worth doing can be achieved in our lifetime;
    therefore, we must be saved by hope.

    Nothing which is true or beautiful or good makes complete sense in any immediate context of history;
    therefore, we must be saved by faith.

    Nothing we do, however virtuous, could be accomplished alone;
    therefore, we must be saved by love.

    No virtuous act is quite as virtuous from the standpoint of our friend or foe as it is from our own standpoint;
    therefore, we must be saved by the final form of love, which is forgiveness.

    the irony of american history - reinhold niebuhr - 1952