Cass and I have spent a few afternoons putting up tomatoes in this past week. Being busy in the kitchen we both admit causes a bond between us that is special. I like decoring, and she likes pealing the tomatoes after they have gone through the blanching process. She likes squishing her fingers through the tomatoes as she transfers them to the blender. I guess it's kind of like the experience you get when you squish your toes in the mud. Whatever!
Speaking of mud. That is something we are not running short of around here. Portions of our driveway are down at the other end of our field. Kind of makes us glad our house sits up on piers.
Mattie is having a group of girls over today for a kind of girl's club. Cass is leading them with an encouragement time in the Word. I'm going to do some homemaking things with them. We plan to do this for the month of July on Tuesdays. It ought to be interesting teaching five 11 year olds how to bake bread and some basic skills on a sewing machine. I'll let you know if I've bitten off more than I can chew.
Ethan is coming out with some funny things these days. While in the car the other day, I heard him singing to himself. "I love you Jesus. I'm sorry you had to die. It wasn't my fault". Eventually, we have some explaining to do, but at least he's on the right track.
I have to tell you about the angel I met last week at the nursing home. She is a black woman, not very old, all curled up in a specially made chair. She is totally helpless to do anything for herself. I don't think she can even say words, but only makes noises. I have passed by her many times on my visits to Mamie. This time the Spirit told me to acknowledge her. I reached down and took her hand. I got the most beautiful smile in return. She took my hand with a firm grasp and began kissing and kissing it. She has a beautiful countenance, and seems to be waiting there to see who she can share it with. I went away wondering who was ministered to.
Things like tomatoes, girl's clubs, the comments of a four year old, and angels unawares. How often I let the devil feed me the lie that my life is nothing extraordinary!
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2 comments:
great post! too funny about Ethan, he and Catherine should write songs together!!
Look forward to hearing how Mark's new treatment is working.
Miss you!
I haven't been to the nursing home in about 3 months because of all that's gone on here but after reading your post it made me want to get back into the swing of things. I went and it was so good to be back. Thanks for the prompt your post gave me.
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