"you shouldn't judge a book by its cover" - what lies beneath could bear an element of surprise
I know I make worse of situations inside of my head than how they really are – especially if I haven’t gotten a proper amount of sleep. I know I shouldn’t be uptight and I know I shouldn’t dwell on what I can’t change – like missing dishes that have made their way out of the kitchen and haven’t been returned. My imagination runs away with me and I get carried away – which reminds me this skit of Ernie returning a vacuum cleaner.
Often when I allow things to get out
of hand the real life situation will have the opposite results and I find I
have worked myself up for nothing. Yesterday
I had gone to the temple though Satan had done his best to keep me away.
After the session had ended Richard and I continued to Ashland to collect Jaime to bring her home for the next four days. She presented me with a cup that has an owl on the side. She said it was for my birthday (which is today). After lunch we hit a vintage store where Richard purchased a pin and a cute bag for me as well as a pig bank for himself.
Before
we pulled up to the house Richard stopped by the mailbox. Inside was a card from Tony and his family. That was cool.
Receiving the card right before my birthday.
When
we arrived at the house the other three were in the room and were waiting for
us. Ally greeted me with “Happy Birthday,
Grandma.”
How did she even know it was my birthday? Claire had baked brownies which she spread with a peanut butter frosting. Ally had wanted one but Claire made her wait until we got home. I hadn’t even noticed the banner hanging over the door.
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I found a box of chocolates and a big foot paw (more chocolate) but no more kings.
I don’t recall ever having received a Christmas ornament on my birthday before. Before I was able to remove the ornament Richard told me that the other two kings were on each side. Oh, wow! What a cool idea. I love it!
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| spoiler alert: Christmas card this year has same pic |
I know that sounds harsh
as
the scriptures tell us to
become like a little child.
Doesn’t say a well behaved
child or one who is still
learning and growing and
have patience as NONE of
us is perfect.
My calling in primary felt
more like a disciplinarian than
a teacher.
Perhaps that is why
I was in for so long.
I was supposed to learn from them.
Though I don’t think that I did.
I do quite enjoy Sunday School.
That is growth for me.
Well, perhaps not totally finished.
The microwave was installed May 16th.
Still have boxes of items that need to be put away.
And the contractors need to come collect their laundry sink and lock box.
The first counselor in Relief Society
was just released yesterday.
We knew it was coming. But now
there is a vacancy. Almost every
active member already has at least
one calling. Dang!
I did see a sister get called out of
Relief Society. I wonder
if she was called to fill the position.
If so, I wonder if she
accepted.
When Christ shared parables the “characters” were servants, sons, a certain man and so forth. In the parable found in Luke 16:20 the beggar in the parable has a name. I don’t know that I would have even thought anything about it if it hadn’t been pointed out. The poor man was given a name but the rich man (verse 19) remained nameless. According to Google the name Lazarus means God has helped.
This was one of the parables that we
had covered in Sunday School last week. We also discussed the “gulf” more in
depth as we read the footnote which referred us to 1Nephi 15: 28-30 which explains
in part Lehi’s vision and that the “gulf” separates the wicked in the spacious
building from those holding on to the iron rod.
I am fascinated with the interpretation
of parables and placing myself into each role of the characters as I age and
relate to the story differently than I had the first time. There was quite a lot of participation and
the lesson was really good. I so do
enjoy Sunday School now. There was a
time when I didn’t.
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| Kindly Light by Simon Dewey |
Last night Richard was approached by an unhoused woman who said she had not eaten for two days and would he be able to help her out. We did happen to have some leftover food in the car. He gave her the part we hadn’t eaten and she went on her way. She reminded me of the unhoused woman mentioned at the end of this post. One week into the pandemic and not all people were certain of how serious it was. Masks and social distancing were not yet enforced everywhere.
Jaime and I could hear the homeless
woman singing and Jaime decided to join her and made a tiktok video of the two
of them singing “This is Me” from The
Greatest Showman. I remember how Jaime looked at her as an equal and had
not passed any judgement. I knew she was
standing too close for Carol’s liking. We had met up with her a day or two
later (here) and had driven in separate cars. Jaime showed her the video the
next day. I think it made Carol nervous.
As careless as we had all been none
of my household members ever got sick with COVID. Carol, on the other hand, believes she got
it. She’d venture out of the house to
make a small purchase – such as cat food and toilet paper and there were
certain places that she started boycotting because of not enforcing “people
protection”. I remember many feeling
that way and others the opposite. Some
people still won’t support those that enforced the mask and social distancing
and so forth. Some people are in denial
and still believe it was all a hoax.
I LOVE them.
I love finding them in the sky and surrounding the hills.
I like watching them change colors.
Clouds are beautiful.
Didn't turn out what I had expected. Still not through. But closer - I suppose.
I
saw the date and
realized
I have a friend who
has
a birthday today.
It
has been a very long time since
I
called her my friend.
I
don’t know why we fell
out
of touch. Nor do I
know
why I feel
compelled
to create this post.
Happy
Birthday, Janeen –
Hope
you are doing well.
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