I suppose it will be years before I stop watching the clock on Sunday afternoon, waiting for 2 o’clock to come and go without Dad walking through the door. However, today was a blessing because of the rain and the return of “Super Mom” to the pasture. Dad always laughed at the sight of four calves trailing along behind her. And he loved to walk around the garden and comment about what was blooming and what I ought to do about this and that. Good memories.
Sunday is usually my day for looking back and planning ahead. I try to think through the basic schedule of the week and decide on days to run errands or do particular tasks. But today my thoughts have raced even farther ahead and I’m contemplating some major life changes. I haven’t made up my mind about anything, but I’m definitely looking for God’s guidance and praying for wisdom.
I’ve been disturbed by the events in Missouri this week. I’ve never understood “mob mentality” or the reasoning process that considers violence a rational protest against violence. We’ve seen this happen before, in other cities, for other reasons. But having a “reason” doesn’t mean you are doing the right thing. And joining with a thousand other people doesn’t absolve you of personal responsibility.
I’ve been praying for some of my friends and family members with health problems. Sleep problems and pain are interfering with many lives and we need to remember to pay attention when people complain. Most don’t do it habitually or arbitrarily. If someone mentions a need, let’s be faithful with our attention and our response.
I received a letter yesterday and it reminded me that the P.O. is cutting services again. Of course junk mail must still be helping to support employees because I received 15 pieces of mail Friday and five yesterday. Only three items- the letter and two bills- escaped the trash can. That’s a huge waste of time, paper, ink, and postage!
So…my mind works in mysterious ways. Just had to share a few random thoughts for the day.