Tuesday Tidbits

It’s a quiet day in the ‘hood. I was going to mow, but the zero-turning radius mower decided that today it would rest. That’s a bummer. So, I’ve been trimming, picking up limbs and other yard debris all over the acreage. The fun never stops. *lol* Steve is deer hunting in nearby woods. I heard a rifle report earlier. Sent him a text with the enigmatic query, “Was that you?” He wrote back his response and said he was looking for said quarry. The wood are really thick at that hunting spot. Hope he can find it this side of supper.

So, now the quaesitum for me is, what to do next? I’ll give that question some quiet reflection. Perhaps this is a God Moment and I should dedicate this moment of tranquility to reading His Word. Perhaps study next Sunday’s lesson. I’m sure the answer exists there. Even today’s devotional points this wanderer in that direction.

Proverbs 1:7 NIV

Hopefully, I won’t succumb to the siren call of surfing on the ‘net or shopping.

I pray y’all have a joyful day!

Tuesday Tidbits

It’s a little disconcerting, this feeling of being cut off from the people I love. But, it’s probably more my fault than theirs. I could go to what’s left of our Church, not socialize, not sing, look like a fool and pretend that I’m helping others by wearing the mask placebo. That’s not worship though and it’s not Godly. I haven’t reached that level of desperation yet. For now, I pray, a lot. And I refuse to walk in lock-step with the hysteria that’s quickly turned into fascism gripping the Nation, nay, the world. Fear is a disease. It’s deadly. It’s even contagious. Fear is paralyzing like a sickness. Fear causes illness. Fear causes death. Fear is not from God.

Sometimes I still feel like I’m that little 10 year old child cowering in the corner with the tight-lipped, determined face with balled up fists waiting to ward off the first blow or ugly words. I wouldn’t cry. Wouldn’t give him that satisfaction. I . just . got . angry. I don’t want to revisit those feelings. I’ve buried them in Christ and they need to stay there. What my father did was wicked. What we’re allowing Governments and Big Business to do is evil.

May God have mercy on their souls.

So here I sit. Waiting for the Resurrection, or the Insurrection, whichever comes first. I’m ready.