Thank you for visiting me! I appreciate you so much, and love when you comment
and we get to have a bit of a conversation! Today my oldest son sent
me an email from NY and reported he has been reading some
of the blog. He said "some of Dad's techiness rubbed off on you":)
"Dad would be proud."
He went on to type that he misses Dad and the guidance he offered.
This Tuesday it will be three years since Louis died.
I have been wondering lately if all my mourning tears have been invested,
but during the last few days I know they have not been.
on Pandora the lyrics being sung as I type
"God be with you till we meet again;
By His counsels guide, uphold you,
With His sheep securely fold you;
God be with you till we meet again...
Till we meet, till we meet,
Till we meet at Jesus' feet...
God be with you till we meet again;
Neath His wings protecting hide you;
Daily manna still provide you;
God be with you till we meet again.....
I just Googled to find the lyrics so that I could
type them accurately
Words by Jeremiah E. Rankin
based on the etymology of "good-bye,"
which is "God be with you."
This last few days a blogging friend and I have been typing
back and forth about the significance of feathers in our lives.
She has been finding feathers on her recent walks which has made her
feel reassured that an important "good-bye" in her life was going to be ok.
I told her that her posts reminded me of two passages that liken the Love of God
to a mother hen hugging her chicks with her feathery wings.
Hearing the above lyrics now is so comforting for me...
a heavenly, holy, hug...
Do you feel it?
This was our front manmade pond created to prevent flooding
during major winter storms like we had this past winter.
Now during our dry days this is our front pond.
The back shadow is hiding a bit of water with some
stalwart lilly pads.
In this dry season in the tangle of weeds
there are some thorns.
But if you are careful you can find something good.
Wild blackberries are ripening!
Following are some more reasons I found to feel cheerful
this week, and that I recorded in my journal,
thanks to Kate's Challenge :)
This actually was based on what I read Saturday morning, but I had neglected
to record anything cheering on Wednesday :( and so went back and put it in for
During that quiet time on the 18th I was listening to Pandora again and the lyrics
of a song "with everything we will shout for Your glory." Then I read, "The moving wings of
the cherubim sounded like the voice of God."
Again I thought of the mother hen image and then was so excited
because outside I saw a huge bird take off from the front pond.
Wondering how you are, and sending you hugs,