During our most recent visit, I experienced a new treat, yeasted pancakes- oh my! It may be that the pancakes tasted so good since it had been a year or more since I had tasted syrup, or it may have been the way the generously sized pancakes were prepared in a little bit of oil, which made their outer layer a bit crispy. But whatever it was, they were delightful, and the mere thought of them as I write is calling me to return to the little café for another stack.
The book of Judges is a book describing many sad days for Israel. Oh yes, there were good days, but more than once in Judges, we read, “all the people did what seemed right in their own eyes.” They had no compass, no true north; they just followed their gut feelings and did what seemed right to them. Of course, everyone had a different gut feeling. Two plus two is five, or six, or seven, right?
We were able to spend a month at the beach, one of the joys of being retired! We had a lovely little home to enjoy. From the back screened porch, I could hear the waves roaring. I couldn’t see the waves, but I knew they were just beyond the trees. The wind gently moved the palm trees, and the birds sang, too. It was rather magical. Of course, the first night, as we arrived and had to find our way around a new house- it didn’t feel as magical.
The term reimagine has been used a lot in recent days. Some politicians say, let’s reimagine what life could be like, what educating children might look like, what cleaner energy could do for our world, and even how we socialize. There are a lot of folks wanting things to look a whole lot different than the way they currently look. The status quo, it seems, is being rejected and replaced with reimagining. Reimagining what a world looks like when everything is shaken up a bit or turned upside down.
My husband always says that someday he wants to write a book entitled, The Buts of the Bible.
We lived in Paris for about 11 months the first time that my oldest daughter and her husband came to visit us. One of the highlights of their visit for me was having time with my newest grandbaby, Kate. We had fun and did all the things Paris offers to tourists.
Have you ever found yourself in a situation where the Lord, in a sense, was spoon-feeding you? You know, continually making himself so real that your faith was being built up most remarkably?
There were two major complaints from the editor of my manuscript, Pack Your Baggage, Honey, We’re Moving to Paris! The first was misplaced commas. But in my defense, the comma ruled changed somewhere between my schooling and my teaching school. For instance, the rule about commas when writing a list.
Nahum, you know that book of the Bible-the one where you think to yourself, where is that book again? Isn’t that how we feel when the pastor says, now turn in your Bible to Nahum or _________-insert any of the minor prophets from the Old Testament?
Last night, we babysat our four young grandsons so that their mom and dad could get a much-needed evening out. Putting four young boys to bed is a challenge, but oh, how I love the conversations we have when the lights are finally put out, and we are giving them the last kiss goodnight. As is usual, last night, more songs were requested.