Goodness, I've gotten behind. It is Jerry's fault. He is here so seldom, and he hasn't seen his Mom since Christmas, so I suggested we go visit her Sunday. That took most of the day. Jerry's Mom, Nida, has Alzheimer's/Dementia, and lives in an assisted living center about 50 miles from here. Her condition has worsened again, and it is so sad to see. She thinks Jerry is her brother, and she seems to have forgotten she has any children. She knows she loves me, but she doesn't have the slightest clue who I am. I imagine some of my readers are having the same experience with their parents.
BUT, before we went to Kingfisher to see Nida, we went to Internet Church and listened to a WONDERFUL message entitled "What Song Did You Sing Last Night?" by Matthew Hagee. It was taken from Acts 16:25 where Paul and Silas were singing praises to God at MIDNIGHT in a prison after being falsely accused and beaten. The gist of the sermon was that music is a great unifier. Music stirs great emotion. Music is sung as men are marching off to war. Paul and Silas barely knew each other, yet they were singing TOGETHER under horrible circumstances.
And the result of their praises was an earthquake. The jail was shaken, and the bonds on Paul and Silas were broken. They escaped after leading their jailer to the Lord.
Life is a stage. We CANNOT choose the stage we are on, but we CAN choose the song we sing on it.
So sing songs of praise to our God. I love to, and so does Phylly.
And speaking of Phylly!
Her birthday is Thursday, but we celebrated it today. I didn't KNOW we were going to do that. She surprised me and asked her boss for a half-day of vacation so we could sew together this afternoon. I was so excited when she showed up. I grabbed her and spun us around and around and around. Poor Phylly about passed out! I was fine for some reason. I think my brain spins around all the time anyway, and my body joining it just gets everything synchronized.
We were supposed to have a terrible blizzard today, but instead, it was really nice outside. I wish the Oklahoma weathermen would go back to school and learn that sunshine and clear skies are NOT a blizzard! Duh!
Since Phylly showed up today, I decided to give her birthday present to her a few days early. I gave her some sewing notions, a camisole and these things:
This is Fred, but Phylly is going to call him George.
You put tea leaves in his pants, and hang him over your cup to brew. Phylly is a major hot tea lover, and she drinks it every day.
I was at Amazon.com looking for tea to buy for her birthday, and I saw this guy. I thought he was adorable, so I bought him instead.