Back to Genesis.

 Back to Genesis.

 

Reading The Torah by Tom Bradford is keeping me busy. Talking to Sterling today, we talked about trying to watch it on YouTube as opposed to reading the lessons. Neither of us can do the YouTube thing. The pages are broad across my computer, so it is more difficult to read than a normal notebook page. Oh well. Sterling has a book that Mom and Dad gave him years ago called Daniel the Prophet by M. B. DeHaan. It is too expensive to buy on Amazon, so will borrow his and get it back to him later. Have really enjoyed the Torah lessons, but it takes patience. Beth Graf says she watches the videos and enjoys them greatly because the man looks just like her own daddy did. Go figure.

 

Rylan told me over the weekend that his son was supposed to be born on July 22, but the girl’s mother is having the baby induced the week before because she has an out-of-town conference the week of the 22^nd and would not be able to be there. Can’t tell you what that makes me think about! Of course, to her parents, it is all Rylan’s fault that their daughter is pregnant. Shaking my head here. What is done is done, and what matters is the health of mother and child. Just my opinion.

 

Patty called me this morning and asked if the old woman were satisfied with the amount of rain we have received. Honestly am ready for some sunshine and higher temps. Rain is great almost any time, but it would be nice to be able to clean the floors and expect them to stay clean for more than 30 minutes! Besides all that, we can’t exactly plant anything in the middle of a hail storm!

 

The hens have been scratching around in every space in the yard and a couple have jumped the gates to work on the flower beds out front. Planting anything out there would require chicken wire to be used to keep them from scratching it up. Oh well. Maybe it will get done.

 

Have to go to the feed store tomorrow and then over on Barnett Road to get an x-ray of the stupid knee. Maybe we can figure out if it is bones grinding on each other or something else. Ready for it to stop hurting completely. Unloading feed into the new wagon is much easier than the little trailer used before now. The old one was too small and too close to the ground. A higher wagon requires much less drag on the body and on the legs.

 

Enjoyed a nice conversation with my granddaughter last night. She really seems to have her head on straight. Can’t say that the old woman was anything close to her level of maturity at that age. She will be 21 the 23^rd of July. And she will finish her master’s degree in accounting by the end of next summer. Super smart!

 

Mariellen Rose seems to have a great attitude from what she has posted on FB. That little lady is just amazing! But she also is good to let others help her. Actually, she does not have a whole lot of choice! Leukemia is a horror! That is what my nephew Danny has. He has to do chemo every other Wednesday. Can’t imagine!

 

Looking forward to seeing Sterling and Jacqui toward the middle of this month. They will be here around Passover, not that they would notice. But that following week is Easter—and that will get their attention. April just reminds me to plant things and watch the weather. Then too, Lewis asked me to marry him in April of 1968. Good memories. Miss him terribly.

 

Whether or not you like our president and company, we need to pray for President Trump and those who are helping him. God has given us someone who is not trying to bilk our nation and is trying to use the blessings to make us able to stand on our own. Be kind and loving in whatever you do or say to others.

 

Rest well, my friends. You are loved.