Here
I am, settled at the table by the BIG window, soaking in the sunshine on this
beautiful day. The light spills across the room like a gentle invitation to
pause and enjoy.
Mr.
D and his good buddy Arnold headed into downtown Houston to take care of some
business. I’m mighty glad it’s them and not me—Houston traffic feels like a
race, and if you’re not sprinting, someone’s liable to run you over. Okay,
maybe that’s a bit dramatic… but not by much!
Yesterday,
Mr. D took a tumble. Thankfully, he escaped with just a sore knee. We both have
to be extra careful these days. Still, he didn’t let it slow him down—he
installed a new kitchen faucet and painted our mailbox post. The post was just
plain treated lumber, and I thought it would look better painted black. So he
painted it black. And I was right—our mailbox looks downright sharp now. Lol!
Tammy
and Bo (short for Robert) stopped by for a visit and brought us some leftover
chicken and dumplings. Supper turned into a feast—we absolutely pigged out.🐷🐷🐷
They were delicious, the kind of comfort food that makes you feel hugged from
the inside out.
A family is like a circle.
The connection never ends,
and even if at times it breaks,
in time it always mends.
Nicole M. O'Neil.
On this date in 1871, Henry Morton Stanley, encounters David Livingstone at Ujiji near Lake Tanganyika in Central Africa
with the immortal words, "Dr. Livingstone, I presume?"
“This
is the day that the Lord has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it.” — Psalm
118:24
It’s
a gentle reminder to savor the beauty of ordinary moments—sunlight through the
window, a freshly painted mailbox, shared meals, and the company of loved ones.
Even with sore knees and busy days, there’s joy to be found.
Standing
on the promises of Christ, my King!
Thro' eternal ages let His praises ring;
"Glory in the highest!" I will shout and sing,
Standing on the promises of God.
Until Next Time
