I don't remember the last time I got that much sleep - unless I was sick and slept a lot. We went to bed about our usual time, and although I got up for the usual 'run' during the night, I didn't wake up until nearly 6AM! And, if I hadn't looked at the clock, I probably could have closed my eyes and slept longer. I made myself get up and get moving. The higher altitude and cooler weather must be good for me. It's surprising tho, cause we did end up staying here all day yesterday. And I finished the book I had started that is so good, and have started on another one. Hubby is reading the one our hostess wrote... and I still can't figure how he can put it down and play with his phone for hours in between! I think I read her book in ten hours or so. It kept my interest.
Of course we haven't figured out how the TV works - even I tried and I don't know how she has it set up. So he can't watch TV, and the news, so he is constantly on his phone. How could he survive if he didn't have that phone, I don't know. That's all he does all day long. Not surprisingly, he got hacked again because of all the stuff he clicks on. Got the message in messenger 'I found an old photo'... I told him about it and suggested he put a text on facebook 'don't open'... don't know if he did or not. I'm trying to stay OFF my phone and read books instead. :-)
Sigh. Hubby is already asking what is the schedule for today. Like I even make a schedule. I just looked at him (he's at the table; I'm in the front room - no privacy).... trying to think of what to say (cause, after all, I'm writing this).... and he goes 'oh, are you still in your quiet time?'. At my nod, he goes back to his phone. So what is on the schedule for today?
I will cook breakfast. We will shower and get dressed (yes, I'm still in my jammies), and if I can stall until nearly noon, perhaps we can drive to town and find some place to eat lunch. I remember the Mexican restaurant the girls and I ate at on Jailbreak. It's down a few stores from the Spaghetti by the Bucket that we got Monday. By the way - it was really good and there is still some left. Maybe give it to hubby tonight for dinner.
I really don't know what we will do but guess I'll google and see what is around. As I mentioned before, hubby doesn't like to walk, nor hike, nor shop... he just wants to 'do something'... me, I'm content with a book and a bottle of water and leave me alone. But, down the mountain we will go and go in to town today. 'Town' is about 20 - 30 minutes away. We truly are up the mountain about 1/2 way. Steep driveway - even though paved. Forget winter and snow - you will be walking up the drive, not driving it. LOL
Had a laugh yesterday - we have been watching a couple brown animals several yards and down the mountain. We thought at first they might be elk, but they seemed to stay in one area. So yesterday morning hubby was convinced they were cows. Very possible. They were still in the same area. Later yesterday I went out on the porch and called my little sister for her birthday.... and heard it. Neigh! Neigh! Duh. They are horses. That hadn't entered our mind! But now we know.
I was reading in Zechariah 4 this morning and came across verse 7. In this verse, it is talking about saying 'Grace, grace' to the mountain and it falling and becoming a plain. But the words 'Grace, grace' always speak to my heart. Why? Because of God's great grace given to me.
Zechariah 4:7 (NKJV): "Who are you, O great mountain? Before Zerubbabel you shall become a plain! And he shall bring forth the capstone with shouts of "Grace, grace to it!""
I remember Jentezen Franklin doing a message on this scripture some time ago. When you have a problem, declare 'Grace, grace' over it and give it to God. Let Him take care of it. But I'm always reminded of God's great grace to each one of us.
What do you think of when you hear the word 'Grace'? Most of us would probably think of prayer at a meal. Me too. But God's grace is so much better. The grace we give at the table, the prayer, is to thank God for His blessing of provision for us. Even that peanut butter sandwich is a gift from Him. (so is a chocolate brownie, just saying). But when we seek Grace over our problems, and speak "Grace, grace" to it, He is taking it over. :-) Love that. Our God can level any 'mountain' that comes against us. Hallelujah!
Gotta start breakfast.
Blessings!
