Sweet Friends.

 Sweet Friends.

 

Came home today to a paint job (plus) that Roger did for me, and then my friend Michelle came this afternoon and spent some time just visiting with me. No one would understand what it is like to be “alone” the way a widow ends up, but Michelle understands. And Roger is a friend from back when we were just kids running around in that little Podunk town north of WF. While Michelle was here, my son called and we both enjoyed listening to him. He had no idea that Michelle had a “job” for him in mind, but Lance laughed, so maybe it was not too much of a surprise to him. Think he has about decided that the only purpose of a son is to manage the things a mom can’t get done otherwise! To tell the truth, the silly jobs don’t matter at all compared to having him call and tell me he loves me!

 

The hens are still slacking off on the egg laying thing, but at least they got a few out today. Sent some home with Michelle, but will have to encourage the girls to get with it if they expect to have any sent home to my kids anytime soon. Have told these girls that they are getting prime feed and that they need to appreciate all that good stuff. They do seem to prefer to jump up on the bench and help me with cereal and milk or whatever—even if it is just coffee! A hen high on caffeine! Wow!

 

Honestly have thought so much today about the folks who live in Florida. It doesn’t seem to matter where we live; nature has her ways of making life interesting! But when the winds hit 130 mph, it is plum scary. Let’s pray for those who can’t get away from where they live. May their animals be protected as well. Things are expensive, but generally can be replaced. Lives and the loving creatures are totally different. May God bless those in the path of this storm.

 

All over the world, we are seeing threats and battles and more violence. If Satan had his way, we would all be wiped out or at least decimated down to only those who would follow his evil intents. It is up to us to look to our heavenly Father and follow His son Jesus Christ in a manner that makes a clear distinction between hatred and love. Let us pray, give thanks for His mercy, and attempt to show love for our fellow man.

 

Rest well, my friends. You are loved.