It's hard to believe that it has been nearly 2 months since I have blogged.School has been out , we went to Greece, found a Starbucks, returned from Greece, Going , going, going to language classes, enjoying the warmth, the heat, the melting, oh yeah did I say it got hot(it's different than TX, No AC), bought a kiddie pool, and waiting for our crate. Kids are doing well. Asher has come out of the doldrums and enjoying life again(lots of laughing and goofing off). That had been an issue of prayer for a while. Food poisoning for both Simon & myself , at different times from different things mind you, but still food poisoning. Then we got it again. We had some national friends over for dinner and served them fried pickles. The pickles were the homemade brand, from our benevolent neighbors, with a slight touch of botulism. We felt so bad for our friends. You couldn't tell! They tasted so good. And our friends loved the special dipping sauce. Even dipping banana bread in it. Yukkk!
This morning, a dreadful noise woke the house. My first thought, BOMB! Then I listened some more. It made more sense that it was thunder, but it sounds alot different here. I remember those thunderstorms in TX and the sonic boom that would sound. This was different. I think being in the valley makes a difference. Not to mention there was no time between the boom and the sizzle, that meant it was close. I guess that is what prompted me to write. It is different here, with a different state of mind. In TX, I was accustomed to pray immediately after a sound like that, kind of like Samuel, "Yes, Lord. I'm listening". Today I found myself just trying to determine if I needed to put on day clothes, gather the kids and get out door. I wasn't afraid , but sometimes the nerve bundles in my body have a slower response to my brain than I would like. I was a little shaky. God has not given me a spirit of fear, but of love, power and a sound mind. We otherwise would not be able to be here with the political climate the way it is. I guess I was prompted just to tell you the way it is. We love you all and really do need your prayers. In TX, all the helicopters that fly over head, we could speculate as to what kind they were. Traffic, television, private, military, Presidential. Here we know what kind it is. Just a thought. So remember and appreciate the freedom and peace that we enjoy indulgently in the US, but even more so the freedom & peace we have in Christ.PTL!
Thursday, August 9, 2007
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