Remember reading Corrie ten Boom's The Hiding Place? She recounts the horror (on top of everything else) of having lice in her bed! I as the reader was disgusted at the thought of this but just then she amazed me by giving thanks to God for the lice. WHAT? ...because with the lice in her bed, the guards wouldn't come near her at night and she could at least sleep. This has always stayed with me and I measure my 'dramas' against her words. For one week, Alvaro and I have been without ac in our home. We've been doing the 'when will the contractor arrive' dance and believe you me, we haven't been pleased! But each night as we set up the configuration of fans, soaked the washrags in cool water and draped them around our necks, and threatened each other for getting too close, I've been thinking about Corrie. Without that I couldn't have given thanks for the great stories my mom tells me of her home growing up where she never had air conditioning and of the fun things they did outside in the shade. I'm not here to tell you that I believe God shut off that ac so that I would appreciate things more but boy, did God ever work in my attitude during that misery.
I'm excited about my first blogging experience and I hope you'll find some humor and start to take notice of the revelations that are taking place in your life every day.
I'm excited about my first blogging experience and I hope you'll find some humor and start to take notice of the revelations that are taking place in your life every day.
1 comment:
Love your blog!!! Thanks for sending it to me. I liked the story of taking food. Grief is a kicker--I experienced it last week too, with Lady Bird. I was at the Ranch Friday morning again and picked a little shoot of Johnson grass by the road and carried it with me to the LBJ Library. I showed it to Luci and felt rather foolish, but she still hugged me.
David Coward
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