One.
When you're done praying fervently for something to change/happen/get fixed, how often do you then continue to pray just as much and often out of gratitude? Or do you just go to God when there's something desperate in your life? Today has brought me an attitude of gratitude. Enough said. For now.
And a two.
When pomegranate season is over I'm going to be in withdrawal. This is a premature comment because the good poms are just now starting to appear and I have at least two months to hoard them. And I have been. They are hidden. Do not steal my poms or I will have to send the men with trenchcoats and guitar cases after you. Let me rephrase that....only if you show deep appreciation for the beauty of a pom from pickin' to eatin' will I share with you. They are a Biblical fruit and must be treated as such. And yes, I'll take your recipes, but I really like them naked the best.
And a three.
I'm debating whether I should taked any more pictures of my dog as he nears the Bridge, or if the only pictures I have of him should remain young, healthy, vibrant, and without visible signs of cancer. I'm not talking gross pictures, but should I take some that show how he is right now? I just wonder....and I really wish he'd talk to me. Like when he falls or trips over his own feet or over the feet of his imaginary playmate - is he embarrassed? Does he hurt? Is his brain confused? I do know he still loves me. And yes, the blind can see.
And a four.
I am so proud of my daughter's honed spiritual writing skills. I wait for Sunday nights with anticipation like I used to wait for my favorite TV show to come on - a constant that just sort of swept me away from the present. Now my TV is never on but my feed reader is.
And a five.
I'm back into reading more of Jerry Bridges. This time it's "Trusting God Even When Life Hurts." It has me much more comfortable about the state of our nation, the state of our world, and the state of my spirit. What state are you in? Besides, like Iowa, I mean. Don't pity me; it's really a wonderful place.
And a six.
Tomorrow is a no-commute, no-alarm, flexible plan day. It makes shopping for vacuum bags and browsing the Treasure Chest and Roots a dream come true (how pathetic is that)? I look forward to working out at the gym without wondering how fast I have to move to get home fix supper (and then decide not to eat). If I wake up at 5 am, I'm really going to be mad, but I assure you it won't happen. If, however, I wake up at 9, I'll never get those vacuum bags. Again.
And a seven.
Can't wait for this week's podcast from Lifechurch.tv's Practical Atheist series. Groeschel's hit some spiritual nerves with me the past couple of weeks.
You call yourself a Christian.
Are you who you say you are?
His sermons have been a huge blessing that emerged from my dreaded commute. I'm sure that's why gas is now $1.84 a gallon. Can I get an Amen?
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I found your blog via the link at Conversion Diary. I’m so sorry to hear about your dog. We have a horse that has been diagnosed with cancer right now too, and we’ve had other medical problems with one of our dogs in the past year as well so I know how painful it is to have a beloved member of the family suffering, even a pet.
No good suggestions about the photo question, but empathy with the sorrow and pain of loss that comes with an ill companion.
I loved this post. It breaks my heart to read about your dog. I am not sure I would take a picture, if I thought it would make me sad. If it would bring happy thoughts, I would take one. Love, love, love the pom picure. I really need to go get some. Yum, it just reminds me of when I was a kid, playing in my grandmother's yard. Awww, now I have such a pleasant memory to go about my day with. Thank you for sharing....
So sorry to hear about your dog. We, too, have a dog. Her name is Blondie (I've posted about her before). She thinks she's human! As for the pictures of your dog...listen to your heart.
I'm still searching for pomegranates here. The one's I've seen so far don't look very good. The definitely wouldn't yield the fruit like what's in your picture!
Blessings...
Just now got a chance to read this -- Thank you for participating, and I'm so sorry to hear about your dog.
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