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Friday, July 8, 2016. I confess that some of my visits this week have delved into the gloomy aspects of what it means to be alive here in this nation at this time. Focusing too much on those details can cloud one's vision. The little girl in the photo is part of the reason for my concern. She is our great granddaughter and because of all that is happening now, we can only look to her prospects with great concern and reservation. At the same time, she brings us joy. The photo was taken last Sunday. I appreciate our eldest and our daughter-in-law, her grandfather that she calls Paw Paw, and grandmother called Maw Maw, and their willingness to bring her over for us to visit during lunch and then for a little while in our home. It's the first time we've seen her in person since she fell and suffered a serious broken arm. The wife had gone the night before and fetched a little medical looking build-a-bear. She found some accessories that included a cast. We were able to present the little bear with a cast to her as a token of our love. She was elated. My idea. But it was the wife who did such a wonderful job in making it so very special. I share this little tidbit to remind us all that hope continues. While we are concerned and perhaps even perplexed with how things are going, we know in whom we have believed and we are confident that He is able to see us and our family through to the end. (2 Timothy 1:12)
Amen.
I've covered a lot of territory this week. Some of it has reflected very serious matters that cause us at times to wring our hands. But, that doesn't mean that it's all bad news, all the time. I love good news as much as the next person. I also like looking for a good story that can bring a smile. Here's one I found on a website that provides funny things about the aging process. This particular story was submitted by a reader named John Reeves. It caused me to smile so I thought it would be worth sharing. ~ There were two elderly people, George and Sheila, living in a North Carolina mobile home park in the suburbs of Concord. He was a widower and she a widow and they had known one another for a number of years. One evening a supper was held and the two found themselves at the same table, seated across from one another. As the meal progressed, George made several admiring glances at Sheila and he finally gathered his courage to ask her, 'Sheila, will you marry me?' After about five seconds of "careful consideration", Sheila answered. 'Yes. Yes, I will.' The meal ended and, with a few more pleasant exchanges, then they went to their respective homes. Next morning, George was troubled: 'Did she say "yes" or did she say "no"?' He couldn't remember. Try as he would, he just could not recall. Not even a faint memory. So it was with some trepidation that he went to the telephone and called Sheila. Firstly, he explained that he didn't remember as well as he used to. Then he reviewed the lovely evening past. As he gained a little more courage, George inquired gingerly, 'Sheila, when I asked if you would marry me, did you say "Yes" or did you say "No"?' George was delighted to hear Sheila say, 'Why, I said, "Yes, yes I will" and I meant it with all my heart.' Then she continued, 'I am so glad that you called, because I couldn't remember for the life of me who had asked.' ~
This may have been a short work week, but, I suppose I'm doing my best impression of a high mileage vehicle. Lots of wear and tear, but, still somewhat serviceable. I do appreciate those who take the time to read my blog each day. It's obviously something I enjoy doing and may even be therapeutic in some ways. That may mean I need to add some type of medical liability disclaimer. We know we are living in a litigious society whenever a commercial for a drug devotes more time to disclaimers and exceptions than it does to the merits of the drug itself. If you pay attention you will eventually see a commercial trumpeting a wonder drug and when it goes off, the very next commercial is from a lawyer seeking clients who have suffered injury or loss from the very same wonder drug. Strange. But true. I do hope that you will have a wonderful Saturday. I also hope we all will find ourselves gathered with other folks at the appointed time on Lord's Day Sunday to assemble before the God who has been so gracious to us. I'll leave you with one of my favorite closings from Roy and Dale, "Happy trails to you, until we meet again. Happy trails to you, keep smilin' until then. Who cares about the clouds when we're together? Just sing a song and bring the sunny weather. Happy trails to you, 'till we meet again."
Amen. .....More later.
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