SCHOOL HAS BEGUN

The school year has started and I have begun homeschooling my 6th grade grandson. I do enjoy it. However, the technology involved with having his school online has taken time for both of us (especially Grandma) to get used to! But I think we at last have it under control! He is a good student and tries hard to do what he needs to do. It seems he is enjoying homeschooling versus sitting in a classroom all day. And I am enjoying his company.

QUIET TIME

It is so quiet! The family has gone camping; I chose to stay home. I love being  at my daughter’s, but it is nice to be here alone at times! Now the only disturbance is the two cats and the puppy! I must admit, it does get a little lonely, but won’t for long. They will be back tomorrow afternoon. Until then, I will enjoy the quiet,  and keeping all things running–sheep, chicken, puppy, cats. I guess I am not alone after all! 🙂

friends play
friends play

 

His Terms and the Call to Come and Die.

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A call to come and die. I have received it. Not well at first but now I carry this calling with me wherever I go. I can’t recall a time I didn’t believe in the creator of the universe and the holy Trinity or a time that Jesus hadn’t died for my sins. But I can remember when there was no understanding of what being a follower of Christ meant for me. Not the full weight of it. I though it meant Jesus and I were buddies and that He was supposed to make things better if I was good. I don’t know that I knew I believed that, but I did. I thought being a Christian was supposed to make me happy.

I started therapy at five. I can’t remember why. I am sure my mother could tell you. She told me once people wanted to take me away…

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His Works of Art

It was pleasant sitting outside and swinging on the porch swing the other evening. It was warm, but not too uncomfortable. I was pleasantly surprised to see a hummingbird fly around the feeder, land, suck in some food, and fly off again. The next day I saw a couple birds, then three, then four, eventually five. It was a marvelous sight.

Hungry humming birds
Hungry humming birds

 

 

What a gift from the Creator to see His works of art!

 

 

 

 

 

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NEW FRIENDS

I am settled at my daughter’s house. It is a family of six with 2 kittens. A few days ago, they bought a puppy. When they brought the dog in, the cats did not like it at all. Can’t blame them. It was a DOG! The enemy!

Well after a few days, we watched as one of the kittens approached the puppy and they wrestled. Then this morning, that kitten lay down beside the puppy and they rested before they began to wrestle again. 2015-8 Ranger & Marmelade

friends play
friends play

Guess that means a truce has been declared and they are friends.

The other kitten hasn’t yet reconciled to having the Enemy in the house.

 

FEELING GUILTY

I was feeling guilty today.  I have neglected my blog. I hope all my followers will forgive me!

I am preparing to move. I am not thrilled with deciding what to get rid of and packing and preparing to move. And I have moments of tears when I think of leaving this area and friends and my church. Sigh. I’m afraid my blog has been a victim of my busyness. However, the result of my move will be great. I am going to live with my daughter and her family–which includes four lively monkeys–excuse me–angels. They are 11, 9, 7, and 5. I go from living with my sister since my mom passed away a little over a year ago, in a quiet house, doing my own thing (the rest has been nice after 7 years of caretaking), so I expect I will have culture shock!  But I also expect I will settle down, and since I have my own room, I might be able to retreat occasionally!

Four monkeys--angels
Four monkeys–angels

I do plan to get back to my blog; I enjoy reading others’ blogs and writing my own thoughts. So I hope you won’t forget me! Meanwhile, I hope everyone has a wonderful week! Keep writing!

For those who wondered where the poem “When I’m An Old Lady” came from, Judith Powell told me that it was written by Barbara Hall of Hurricane, Utah. It was published April 17, 2006. The poem is from her book, “Tales from a Cowgirl’s Camp”. Thanks, Judith.