Book Reviews and Other Thoughts.

 Book Reviews and Other Thoughts.

 

Attempting to leave a book review for Edgar’s Faith by my friend Judie G. Brunson has left me feeling a bit frustrated by Amazon in general and with their lack of helpfulness specifically. But IF it were possible to leave a review, this is what might be said:

 

And a Little Child Will Lead Them.

We’ve heard the story of the minister out east of Vernon who asked his congregation to come for a special prayer meeting to ask God for rain. As the church began to fill up, the minister stood by the front door nodding his head in encouragement to each farmer who entered the double doors. Then he walked up the center aisle holding the hand of a small child until they reached the area near the pulpit. “This. This is what we need!” The child held a little umbrella in his hands. “His parents have told him that we are praying for rain. And he believed.”

 

Judie’s book reminds me of that story. And while the idea of flying elephants might not have come to mind, certainly the sound of roaring hooves and thundering bellows have certainly shaken our ground more than once here in North Texas during a mighty storm. And not too long ago we suffered through five years of drought that left the ground hard packed as iron. Only God’s grace brought us the relief needed by both man and beast. Judie has it right. It takes faith to live in Texas.

 

Today AT&T has a crew working in our neighborhood. One young man came to my front door to request access to my yard. These dogs were not the least bit interested in allowing him to even speak to me. Locking the dogs in the house, the old woman had to unlock the gate so that the men could thread a line through the hackberry tree in the fence line. He said they would be back to get something joined together, but they mostly stood out in the road and pulled on wires and connected to a big telephone post. For sure, we cannot have any wires sunk into the ground in this area. Even if the surface of the ground were not already as hard as iron, only slightly beneath the ground level, we have rocks as big as a truck!

 

Waiting on the pharmacy at United to fill a prescription for me. For some reason, the old woman is having some very uncomfortable muscle spasms. Sterling and Carol Thonton had a discussion this morning about the warranties having expired at some time in the recent past. Sitting here shaking my head. And now the pharmacy has just sent a text message to say the prescription is ready. Off to see the Wizard!

 

A flu shot, a quick (already cooked) dinner of fish with peach cobbler. Wonderful store! Now if only they could buy that Stripes station and put in new gas tanks so we could buy from United with our points! If wishes were fishes . . . .

 

Rest well, my friends. You are loved.