Faith and Works.

 Faith and Works.

 

James makes it pretty clear that our faith is made evident by the works we do, but that is not to say that all these works are of faith. Even so, it seems to me that the situations that come up in our lives make sense that without faith we probably would not be as likely to do what needs to be done. Either way, whether we do things to help others out of some grandiose feeling of personal worth or because these things simply need to be done, we should be doing all things, showing love to others, due to our faith in what God would have us do. We are so blessed when we are able and willing to do what is called for in life for others. Our prayers may seem to us as the only thing we can give, but by what we can see in the scriptures, prayer is not a small thing to give. We ask; He gives.

 

South Texas got some snow last night. Oh, we got enough here on the lake to show that the moisture falling turned to ice—snow on the ground. The hens didn’t seem to care and took off to do their thing as soon as the doors were opened. Had one hen kept inside the bathroom last night. She was acting poorly and didn’t seem to want to move. Hoping the night spent inside did some good. She was definitely ready to go outside this morning.

 

If Lance were not planning to come this Saturday, the old woman would make a trip to the feed store today, but all the things on my list are rather heavy. The little wagon that Roger put together for me has helped a lot, but still have to pull those 50-pound bags out of the truck bed. Actually, just pulling the wagon means putting strain on that stupid knee. Wish the muscles and tendons of my youth were still around today. Sigh.

 

Will see a doctor tomorrow. Have thought every thought that an old woman might come up with trying to decide if the appointment would be kept. Finally decided it is kind of silly to be this way. Just knowing one way or the other if something can be ignored or not might make me feel better.

 

My oldest grandson is having problems with his heart and will be wearing one of those silly monitors some this week. Can remember having to do that back some years ago. When your heart thinks it needs to go ninety to nothing when there is no reason, it makes you try to slow down just to breathe. One of Lewis’ cousins has the same problem—or something similar. Not sure if this is one of those mental/emotional problems that cause the excessive rates or if it is something physical. Seems several people in my acquaintance have had the same problem. Go figure.

 

Let us pray for common sense for those handling the newest migrant express headed our way. The United States has never had the obstructions like many of the European countries have on their borders. But that does not mean we want to be invaded either! May our president and those in charge of such situations make the best decisions to prevent unwarranted violence.

 

Rest well, my friends. You are loved.