Saturday, July 9, 2022

Bluebirds and Mandolins

You are never too old....
You read in the Old Testament about people like Noah, and Moses living to be 4oo years old, and you think holy cow! I am 68 years old and my body parts are sagging down over other body parts! what would I look like at 400 years old?!
My bra cup size has gone beyond letters, and is now into the in 40-long.
What will it be once I would reach 100 years old???
I no longer wear panties.
I wear pantiloons.  I need something that goes down beyond the knees!
No wonder women wore layers of long skirts back then!
Maybe it wasn't layers of material, maybe it was layers of skin????  oh my.

I can no longer go sleeveless!
If it's windy, it sounds like people are applauding!
After a while, I realized it was my upper arms slapping each other behind my back!!
Now I know why those poor old Jewish women wore long sleeves out in the hot desert sun. It cut down on chaffing on the upper arms!!
And those collars that look like cowl necks?
you got it!! double chins!!
I know, because I have them already!
I have a perpetual turtle neck!

They say to be happy in the skin you're in.
how do you do that, when you are constantly tripping on it?
I never knew what a fupa was until a couple of years ago.
I grew an apron/fupa.
Gravity plays these cruel tricks on our bodies.
I want to live a long and happy life.
I think living to 400 years old would not be something on my bucket list of what might make me a happy woman, however.

Whatever plans God has for my life, I am up for them.
I am body might not be the prettiest, or unsaggiest...but my heart is in the right place....I think it's still in my chest area, anyway.
The outside parts might be trailing along side, or somewhere behind....but my spirit is ready and willing.
We just need to be willing to trust God. It doesn't matter how old we are, He will use us in His service for His Glory.  Seriously.....I am hoping I won't be 400 years old, however. I fear I will be just a lump of flesh laying on the ground....BUT....I can do whatever He calls me to do, right?  right?  xxoo

Tuesday, July 5, 2022

Bluebirds and Mandolins.

I do not know how you guys do the pictures on blogger anymore.
I am finding it more and more frustrating each time I come here to post.
I lose half of the photos I want to show you, because of loading issues.

It used to seem so much easier, and made blogging fun.
Now I struggle with every post.
Anyway....The hoopla here has quieted down considerably since the 4th has passed.
Now will be the time to try and absorb the tragedy from the parade in Chicago.
Hopefully, we will put aside the political drama from the past few weeks, and focus on the circumstances before us.

There are families that planned on celebrating a holiday together, by attending a parade.  An innocent enough idea.
Taking your kids downtown to watch people marching down the street, playing musical intruments....entertaining children and adults alike.
I'm sure there were little boys excited to see big red fire trucks, and little girls watching the baton twirlers!

The colors of red, white, and blue proudly displayed everywhere to commemorate our country's freedoms!
To have all of that shattered in a matter of seconds by a crazed person with no regard for human life is beyond my understanding.

Where do we go from here?  Do we just sit and let the authorities take care of everything?
NO.....we pray.
We pray for the peace that transcends all understanding....for the families that lost loved ones. For the people that are recovering from wounds....physical, and emotional.
For the medical community that has to keep working with the injured, and their families.
For the spiritual leaders to help their congregations stay focused on God in these terrible times, and not to lose hope, because if we lose hope....we have nothing.
God does not cause the evil in men.
Men choose it for themselves.
It is God's will that none should perish. 
Pray for wisdom, for understanding, and for love above all else.