Well, I would love to have some time off, but not at home sick, with a fever. I am better than I was yesterday, but still feel pretty crappy. I am bored!!! I have lots to do - as Christmas is in three days, but I just feel really bad when I get up. Jonny is here, so I don't have to worry about cooking - he and Paul will deal with that end. Bethany Kemp arrives tonight from Germany. She is our funny friend from Bethany College (no relation) and has spent the last two Christmases with us. She is with YWAM in Heirrenhut (SP???) Germany. She may also be bringing a friend. We won't know until Scott picks her up tonight at Birmingham airport. Bless her, she always flies into Birmingham airport, which is only about 20 minutes from our house.
I still have cookies that I want to bake and a couple more gifts to buy. Wahhh!!!
I really left buying gifts until the last minute this year - but we never know how much we have to spend until mid-December anyway. I really hope I feel better tomorrow. Right now my head hurts, my nose is all stuffy and I feel dizzy and clammy. Lovely. I really do not want the kids to get it. Christopher, my germ phobia child, is avoiding me, but Peter keeps coming in, jumping on the bed and asking me if I feel better yet. Bella, the wonder dog, has kept watch over me, no doubt ready to perform proper red cross maneuvers in cause I fall into a coma or start to seizure. I am sure she could run next door and get the doctor if I needed her to, Lassie style. I do rest easy knowing that we live next to the doctor's office and Dr. Whittaker would walk over if one of us was bad enough. Maybe.
Ok, I am going to go back to sleep or faint. Merry Christmas.
We are satisfied by our decent little life. We are pleased with our good habits; we take them for virtues. We are pleased with our little efforts; we take them for progress. We are proud of our activities; they make us think we are giving ourselves. We are impressed by our influence; we imagine that it will transform lives. We are are proud of what we give, though it hides what we withhold -- Michel Quoist
Navigating a life for Christ
I stumble ALOT.
My life verse is Psalms 37:23-24 "If the Lord delights in a man's way, He makes his steps firm. Though he stumble, he will not fall, for the Lord upholds him with His hand.
It helps to know God can use fools like me.
My life verse is Psalms 37:23-24 "If the Lord delights in a man's way, He makes his steps firm. Though he stumble, he will not fall, for the Lord upholds him with His hand.
It helps to know God can use fools like me.
Monday, 22 December 2008
Saturday, 20 December 2008
Blah blah blah. Humbug.
Yeah, we have been busy, blah blah blah. But that is not why I have not been able to blog: Our laptop is on life support, any breath could be it's last, so we have assembled a desktop computer from all different parts from all different places and donors. Think Wall-e. But it works and I am back in the blog business.
All the news here is about the credit crunch, how it is effecting the "high street" ( main street) sales and how gloomy our future is. Zimbabwee is also in the news and they want that Robert Mumgabi (?) guy out. Gordon Brown (current unpopular prime minister) said that the british need a "can do" attitude to get through the financial crisis, and the local news mocked him for saying it. Poor guy. He does have a really scary Scottish accent. He should narrate Stephen King's books on tape.
We are doing well. Jonny is here for the holidays. We are warm, full and have friends and family that love us most of the time. God is good and His Son died for my sorry self. What more could I ask?
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