Times and Churches Change.

 Times and Churches Change.

 

Talking with a friend this afternoon about how much smaller the congregations are in some churches; it makes a person wonder how many churches will be left or how many Christians will still be practicing what Christ taught here on earth. We believe we know that Christ will return to take over His kingdom. My parents used to talk about the rapture, and then my brother told me that the term “caught up” meant the same thing. Ok. Not going to argue about semantics with anyone. What will be will be what God has in His plan. Not believing or believing slightly different wording probably is not going to make that much difference in our lives. Just guessing. Paul said that he knew of Christ crucified and resurrected. Going to go with that one for sure.

 

Anyway, my friend has been helping out in a few churches by substituting for the ministers when needed. That job would take some planning and major praying in my estimation. And that does not even begin to pay for the gas to get somewhere out of town. But this lady has a big heart and kindness that is admirable. Would appreciate prayers for safety for CB in her travels and in her sermons that they may be what the congregations need to hear.

 

Today has been an entirely lazy, goof-off day. Can’t seem to make myself interested in doing anything. Not sure where WF gets its temperature taken, but it has been 115 to 117 all afternoon out on my back deck. It’s only 102 right now on the front porch. Whew. Some of the folks here in WF who have chickens are losing three to five birds a day in this heat. Chickens need electrolytes, too. Put some in their water earlier—and in mine, too. Ordered some G2 powder for the girls and the old woman. If you are just drinking water, you need something in it to keep your body fluids balanced. Please take care of yourselves! Little children and old folks need extra special care about such things because we dehydrate so quickly. If you are older, get some Gatorade or G2 that does not have so much sugar in it. Even a diabetic can drink G2.

 

Talked to my brother a few minutes. Of course, he said that everyone in his part of Arkansas is running out of water and praying for rain. No grass means everyone is having to sell off their cattle up there same as here. We figured by this time next year, we may need to learn how to cook sparrows, pigeons, lizards, and rabbits out of the fields. His son Danny was depending on the spring-fed well on his place to water his four houses of chickens, but now the well has gone dry, and he is having to buy city water. Not much profit in chickens when it costs so much for water. My hens cost a considerable amount of money, but it just does not make sense to get rid of them. They are so tame that they come to me whenever the old woman sits down on the deck. Only two have names, but they all seem to appreciate being loved and petted. Silly old woman.

 

It seems to me that it is more and more difficult to avoid the news. And it is worse every time it is read. Stabbings, shootings, folks walking off and dying in the heat, falling off of trails into canyons, fires, animal attacks from dog packs to bears, and assorted drownings. Wish occasionally we would hear some really good news. A person can only enjoy so many pictures of horses, cats, and flowers before the mind becomes a bit numb. Oh well. Have books, will read.

 

Seems that some company or other will be selling fish and chips on the corner where the Eskimo Hut is on SW Pkwy and Kemp this coming Friday starting at 11 a.m. If the old woman remembers, she may actually go buy some fish and chips. Had some in Scotland that was SO good. Not that anything like a side of fish is to be expected here in WF. But still. If it does not cost an arm and a leg, it might be worth driving up there to get some to take home. We will see. Just about anything is better than cooking.

 

Will just take a deep breath and relax more than usual and tell you all that we can be thankful to live where we are. It may be hotter than …well, you know. But we can still get up in the morning and enjoy a cup of coffee and bird songs. No flowers and mostly wilted trees, but Dear Hearts, we are free. Remember to let God know that you are thankful for His peace.

 

Rest well and stay hydrated. You are loved.