and I had a blast doing it yesterday - so much so that I had to take a 10 minutes nap when I quit! I baked cookies yesterday - oatmeal raisin - to send to my adopted daughter. I gave some away to others. We ate some. (and they were really good). I also made broccoli cheddar soup - and I was really surprised at how good it was! I thought it would make more than it did, but that's ok. Hubby and I ate a bowl of it - and we took some over to our daughter for her dinner - and we gave the rest away. Didn't hear anything from any of them so can only assume they ate it and enjoyed it. I have everything to make another batch, except for a white onion. I may - or may not - go to the store this afternoon to get one. I'd like to make more and give to Ms. Diane and Ms. Vicki..... but I don't know...
I'm speaking this morning at one of the RV parks. This message is on Hope. As I went through it this morning, I again made some changes, but not enough to have to reprint it. My prayer is that God will take it and let it mean something for someone. Meet them where they need it. We enjoy going to this RV park and seeing the people there. We have friends there who live in Franklin, Indiana.... and we correspond throughout the year. They let us know they were here 2-3 weeks ago, but we haven't heard from them since. I don't know if we will see them today or if they have already gone back home. They sold their RV a few years ago so I'm not sure where they are staying. I hope they are here.
This is Superbowl Sunday and I'm rooting for the San Francisco 49ers, of course. I chose that team many, many years ago due to the name... no, not the San Francisco part... the 49ers part. Why? Because I was born in 1949!! I wonder how they got their name. Did they form in 1949? I might check that out on google.
You know google. The place we always run to whenever we have a question. I do. And unfortunately, many people go there to check for their medical symptoms. I know, I do as well. And yet, we all know that people have fed information to that site for years are probably not even as smart as we are. And many people will believe what they read. They will read their symptoms are 'severe'. Or they will read that they have a certain issue. Well, let's broadcast it on Facebook and let the world know we're idiots. Did I really say that out loud? There is a name for people like that.... hypochondriacs. They either have the symptoms, had the symptoms at one time, or know someone that does, or did. And they wish they had them. That's what they act like. Life is all about them and they want to make sure everyone knows it. Ok - enough said. I need to hush. Maybe I need to quit looking at google. Ya think?
It's sad because there are people who really DO have those symptoms, and they wish they didn't. They don't broadcast it. They rarely share they don't feel well. They keep going to work; they keep living life. People who use mental illness or diseases as an excuse not to work or do anything - and you know just how true those statements are.............. well, I just need to hush. time to move on.
Interesting. I decided to google how the 49ers got their name. It comes from the California Gold Rush in 1849. Huh. It says it is to honor those who went to California to find gold. And, that is why gold is in the uniform. Never would have thought that. Have you ever checked out your team's name and why they have the colors they wear? Might be interesting.
I Corinthians 13:4-5 (NIV): "Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs."
As I typed that scripture I thought of my older sister. Actually, I could think of my younger one too. I hope I don't do it. But have you known people who are always wanting to put people down? Who always want to put themselves in the limelight? (are we talking narcisstic behavior here?) But the words that caught my thoughts was 'keeps no record of wrongs.
Hmmm. My older sister may have kept a record of wrongs, and I am pretty sure she kept a record of all that she did for others. Let me elaborate so that you can laugh. I remember when she asked one of our brothers to babysit her children for her so she could go out and party. They refused. So what did she do? She began to tell them all the things she had done for them - from babysitting their child to bringing specific things to dinners because she knew they liked them. She never did that to me, for I was one who was always willing to take the kids or whatever. LOL I remember I always wanted twins. I thought that would be so cool. My youngest was born October 16th. My older sister's son was born December 23rd. Sometime in January or February my sister asked me to babysit. I thought "why not?" So we did. Two infants. At the same time. Even though they were a few months apart, they were both in need of diapers changed and baths and bottles. I began to thank God that He knew I really couldn't handle TWO at the same time! Never did that again!
Now that probably wasn't a 'record of wrongs' but if you crossed her, she would let you know it. As for my younger sister, you know how many times I have been told I was wrong, or had done something wrong. Even now I hold back from sharing good news, for it will be turned into something bad or it will be turned into something that was said or happened to her. For example, I cannot share the letter I got from my granddaughter. It's personal. I don't want someone to tell me what their granddaughter did or said... which is what usually happens. I don't need to build myself up. (remember the song from yesterday? I don't need my name in lights, I'm famous in my Father's eyes, He knows my name..." And that is all that matters.
Love is patient, Love is kind. Who is it that you love that you need to be a bit more patient with? A bit more kind to? Life is short, and you don't know when our lives will come to an end. Take the time, when their name comes to your mind, to shoot a text to them and let them know they matter, that they are valued, that they are loved. I admit it, when I get a text out of the blue from one of my boys and they say 'love you mom' - it makes my world complete. You can do it for others too. I need to do that as well.
Blessings!
