Hip, Hip, Yeah!

 Hip, Hip, Yeah!

 

Shona and Albert will sign the final papers on the sale of their home in Childress today. Praise God! Know this has been a major worry for them. Now if they can just get AJ back on his feet and the strep throat handled, everyone will undoubtedly be much happier. Shona said AJ is beginning to move around, so maybe he is on the mend.

 

Got a real night’s sleep last night. Rachel told me she buys something from GNC that helps her sleep all night without feeling groggy the next day—not melatonin. Will ask her later what she is using. Sleep is so freaking necessary, especially if you really want to get something done the next day. Having a stuffy head is one thing, but having a head throb is just miserable. Probably allergies.

 

Went outside to check for eggs and see if the black snake is back in the coop—refuse to kill a black snake! Anyway, the hens led me to another leak in the drain pipes going around the house, so a message to Gregg and Vickie was sent. Maybe they will come on Saturday to get it repaired. Watched him repair the last leak and was so glad he knew what he was doing. It does not appear to be that difficult, but it is still better to have it done by someone who knows what the hey they are doing. Plus, he can get down on his knees to do things.

 

Noticed the middle coop needs to be cleaned out again, but the pollen is over eleven points (on a scale of twelve) and it is nice and hot outside, so that is going to just have to wait for a bit. Can just see trying to get my head to stop bothering me while sneezing from DE and feathers! Maybe my mind will change if the wind does! And they say some of us women are fickle!

 

Ok, major work finished—well, not the cleaning of the coop, but other stuff that matters. Picked up some things for Patty, went to Sutherlands for plastic pipes, went to feed store for two lay crumble, one wheat, one 50 lb sack of sunflower seeds and one Dublin cherry limeade! Drank the cherry limeade and unloaded the feed in the bins and then went down to Patty’s to sign some papers and take her things to her. Roxy just had a dancin’ fit to be petted! That dog! She needs a bath and a good brushing. My two dogs shed hair, but she just explodes with the stuff!

 

Patty was telling me that Donny’s niece is going through menopause and suffering with hot flashes. Well, welcome to the world of older women, stray chin hair, aches in weird places, and headaches that don’t make a bit of sense! This woman also is somewhat anemic, so the doctor was going to have her take iron infusions. Come to find out, there is a worldwide shortage of saline solution. How crazy is that? That stuff is used every day in so many different situations. Simply can’t imagine. Maybe when we get older the bone marrow just does not make enough red blood cells to keep up with the number we lose every day in the circulation race. The saline is supposed to help whatever is needed in the blood to make up for losses that occur naturally.

 

Every year at Passover time, we used shallow pans and our own towels to wash one another’s feet as Christ did for His disciples. Back then, those who could not get down on their knees were allowed to sit sideways in their chairs as another woman (or a man in the case of the men in the other room) put her feet up one at a time to be washed. Think this old woman could still get down on her knees as long as there is something handy to use to lift her up again. The whole idea is that we should be willing to help others and clean their feet with the same mercy that Christ showed toward His disciples. That mercy comes in lots of ways for us today—from the simplest to the more profound. Mercy sometimes is just allowing someone else to go in front of you—in the car, in the store, in other situations. And sometimes that mercy means helping others in ways that they may never even notice. This is not the Passover season, but mercy has no season, Dear Hearts. We may just need to keep quiet when someone else expresses their disgust about a situation or candidate. It may be very difficult to remain quiet, but it helps absolutely no one to throw things back at them in disgust. When common sense doesn’t work, there is a good reason. Some folks have been blinded. Our own vision is given to us through His mercy. Remember to stick with quiet kindness. And have FAITH that God is working out what He directs here below.

 

Rest well, my friends. You are loved.