THOUGHTS

March 29, 2020

(I think.  The days do run on.)

"The caterpillar thought the world was over...

it became a butterfly."

We need to be patient as we cocoon in place, 

because we will earn our wings soon enough.

I'm not complaining, but my heater, a gas flame stove, decided to quit even after lots of coaxing.

The sink is leaking, but then I tried the dishwasher and it was a gully-washer.  The heater I can put off even though it gets pretty chilly.  My bathrobe is good for daytime as well as evening wear during this time of isolation.  Do I wait until after Easter to have my builder come by or May 1?  Nah. My nice builder is going to come out of self-quarantine to help me.  But, ahh-man, now I need to dust because it's down right embarrassing.  I was getting into this put-off- today-what-you-probably-won't-do-tomorrow kind of life.  When I sweep my floors in my tiny house, I think I can hear angels singing "Hallelujah!"

Then I practiced washing my hands over and over last night because I accidently switched out my usual soap to another that was so perfumey that it stayed in my nose, in my mouth and almost went down to my lungs.  I've gotten bronchitis before from perfume.  Thank goodness for inhalers.  I opened windows and turned on fans, but it took forever to wash that offender off my paws.  I guess, that's an example what this virus can do, only more destructively.   

But my day yesterday was better than a certain family member's who accidently drank out of a glass of pool water her daughter told her afterwards, complete with a water bug.  Then I got called for grandma-to-the-rescue duty because a certain pug, which we won't name-was eating a dead mouse.  So I went out loaded with paper towels.  The pug was so happy to see me out of isolation, it swallowed the mouse whole when it came running.  

So today, other than flooding the kitchen, I watched church on-line.  My daughter messaged me a picture of their at-home church in front of their laptop.  Her little guy said, "This is the best church because we can have dogs."  Yep.  I loved seeing my granddogs too, even mouse eaters.  I listened to some of The Bride, Y.C. Naz, Adventure Church, and of course my favorite pastors from my church, New Beginnings Wesleyan.  I would probably have watched a lot more whole services except I'm a little A.D.D. lately, especially when my girls send me pictures of my grandkids or funny stuff on messenger that interrupts the message.  

Yesterday,  I also watched a concert of King and Country put on by Focus on the Family.  Good stuff.  

And then there is the  sharp wit on the internet, priceless.

"A person without a sense of humor

is like a wagon without springs,

jolted by every pebble in the road."

Henry Ward Beecher

Learn to take everything as from the hand of God,

otherwise you'll miss a lot of blessings.

Another excerpt from Colonel Brengle's, "The Way of Holiness"

"How infinitely and hopelessly foolish shall we be if we are so selfish or tearful or unbelieving as to refuse!  It is as though a king should offer a poor beggar garments of velvet and gold in exchange for rags, diamonds in exchange for dirt, and a glorious palace in place of a cellar or garret.  How foolish would the beggar be who should insist on keeping a few of his rags, a little handful of his dirt, and the privilege of going back to his cellar now and again, until the king withdrew all the splendid things he had offered!  And yet so foolish, and more so, are they who try to get this blessing from God, while refusing to consecrate their all and obey Him fully."