A Freshly Cut Yard.

 A Freshly Cut Yard.

 

Notice that it is not a freshly cut “lawn” as that implies something much neater than what this place has. Still have a pile of branches that either need to be burned or broken up and hauled off. At least one of those branches is too large for me to even move. Blake, the lawn guy, moved it onto the cellar top so it would be out of the way when he mows. Unless it can be cut up with a skill saw, the old woman may just have to live with it. Anyway, everything under my fencing looks pretty good this evening. We were so glad that Blake did not come early today as the grass was still wet as a mop! Dew or dropped from the sky matters not in the least if it is just soaking the grass. Told Patty that letting Roxy out in the high grass was about the same as popping her into a bucket of water. The grass got tall enough to be over her back.

 

The purple coleus on the front porch has decided to make itself known by lying down across the pot and over onto the bench arm. The aloe vera at the back of that pot has really grown as well. But now the amaryllis needs to be taken out and dried or replanted in the flower bed. It seems as if growing things always requires getting into the dirt again. Just so happy to be able to get around and do things like that! Lance placed the plants that Brenda Jones gave me on the ground near my herb garden. Each pot has Bermuda grass in it, so it will require UNpotting each of them to keep from just growing some healthy grass! Brenda suggested waiting until the plants were stable before trying to repot. Last time she gave me some plants and they just curled up their toes and died as big as Dallas! Shucks!

 

As per usual, have been reading today. Someone basically put the story of Christ’s life and ministry into prose and used the stories from the first four books of the New Testament to keep the time line straight. Had read those in a different format before—can’t think of the name just this moment but each book shared the same basic information from a different viewpoint. Matthew was written as a type of genealogy for the Jews; Mark was written to for the new Christians to show the servant position of Christ; Luke was written for Gentile Christians to show the compassion of Jesus and the universality of salvation; John emphasizes the I AM or divinity of Jesus and our need to have a personal relationship with Him. Synopsis is the word that seemed to elude me tonight. Sigh. Not sure if my age is showing or if my brain is just stuffed too full to quickly stir through the mess in there to pick out the needed words!

 

Anyway, a lady at church handed out these little booklets and that is what was read today. Not certain where they originated, but they can’t hurt anything. Remembered last night about Jesus telling his disciples that it didn’t matter if someone was casting out demons in His name because that person would not be casting aspersions against Christ if he was using His name. It’s one of those things we think about—for whoever is not against you is for you.

 

The temperature is supposed to get up to 99 degrees tomorrow. You can bet your bippy it will get there quickly. But we really can’t gripe. This has been a very mild spring so far. Summer is officially here until the 21^st of this month. If Lewis had lived, that day would have been our 58^th wedding anniversary. Sigh. Just thankful that he gave me some great children and a stable situation.

 

Patty is thinking of taking Roxy off some of the allergy meds that the vet thinks she needs. Now they want a blood test to keep her on them! If you think the grocery store is expensive, just try going to the vet’s office!!

 

Tomorrow, we have a “Bible” study at church. The minister is going through a book on how to be the fisher of men type of person. Or at least that is what has come to my mind so far. My approach to others has always been rather conservative. Oh, just like my Grandmother Pollard, exchanging information with a fence post is easy enough, but going out of my way to be an example of the Christian evangelist is not quite my style. Being able to give an answer to others about my beliefs has never been a problem, but being pushy or demanding doesn’t quite get it for me. Guess the old woman has plenty to learn yet.

 

Guess we will see if this “deal” with Iran works or not pretty soon. About all we can do is hope and pray that God lets us bring our troops home sooner rather than later.

 

Rest well, my friends. You are loved.