Whose Control?

 Whose Control?

 

Just when we think we might know the “best” answers to problems, we are sometimes startled to find that those are not even answers or that we don’t have the correct questions. My dear sister-in-law may not know where she is or why, but her body is holding on and doing somewhat better. And who knows, maybe God will return her to good, lucid thoughts and understanding. She has only been wandering the nursing home once so far, but maybe the nurses will look in on her more often now that her daughter is heading back to Chicago soon. Erin, her son, will be coming for a few days at a time, but he is taking care of farm animals and can’t just leave them. It would be about like leaving out a gallon of feed and not closing up the coop at night! Simply would not work! We do our best to control situations for our livestock—and for our lives and for those we love. Anne will need our prayers for whatever comes along for her. She has not miraculously had a regeneration of her liver, but at least her body is functioning to some degree. And it is possible that the lack of pain medications and nausea drugs will allow her mind to refresh. All we can ask at this point is that God bless her in the way that is best for her and for her family.

 

This heat just seems so unfair. The stinking black house flies are sticking to any and all surfaces no matter how clean those surfaces may be. Normally they are an indication of cooler weather, but it will really have to get cool to make believe that this is autumn! Over 100 degrees on either side of the house! And even with the drapes closed and AC churning its best, the inside of the house is not all that cool. Whew! Sterling says that Jacqui has their thermostat set at 74 degrees and then wraps up in a little blanket!! Nonsense, huh. Oh well.

 

This has not been one of the weeks that much has been done around this house except for the bare essentials. Cooked some good meat and veggies up and put a couple of containers in the fridge and one in the freezer. Eventually will either have to buy some Bill Brown ground beef or make something with chicken. Nothing really sounds all that appetizing at the moment. It seems like reading is about all the exercise the old woman considers after walking the fence lines this morning. Found one tall sticker weed and one khaki weed plant. Will get them both in the morning before the heat gets going good. A hoe and a basket should take care of those two problem weeds. Can’t have my dogs limping around on stickers!

 

The neighbors across the street are still trying to get moved into Jerry’s place. The hot water was not hooked up for some reason. No telling why. They have had so many different folks over there working on that place that it is a wonder they got anything done right. Just hope they are happy there after they finally get their stuff arranged. He has put up a camera on the end of my house that gives him a view of the entire street. No biggie to me one way or the other. My dogs usually tell me if something or someone is around. The only thing that has bothered me lately has been the smell of fresh skunk! Just don’t want to have to bathe these dogs with that kind of yucky stuff on them. Seems like the recipe calls for peroxide, baking soda, and something…Dawn? Guess looking it up now would be a good time to do something like that BEFORE the skunk connects with one of them!

 

SO very tired of all the garbage in the news either in the world or even locally. Kids dying from drugs or from shootings here in WF just make me feel sick. Robberies can’t be condoned, but it seems like the violence goes with all that sort of thing these days. Not satisfied to just take something and run, the mean people want to hit someone either before or after the fact. May the Lord give us protection. And may the judicial system get serious about stupid things like giving someone probation if that person has been violent and hurt someone! It makes it more understandable why folks are armed and ready to fight back when the criminals just get turned back out to do it again! Seems like one of the prophets allowed a bear to attack some mean kids who made fun of the prophet. Justice? Certainly juvenile delinquent deterrent!

 

Let us pray for peace, for rain in due season, for justice for those who are being denied life and liberty. Only God can give us rain, peace, or justice. Let us ask in a voice of hope and faith.

 

Rest well, my friends. You are loved.