Dear family,
I
feel so blessed again and again to have you in my life. My church, relatives,
and friendships are truly a blessing. Your impact on me is great and I feel
thankful. Each season has its beauty, hardships and joys. Spring can bring
excitement for new life, the joy of seeing perennials and hardy plants come
back is expected but still a surprise. Oh that’s where you ended up at. Oh, now
there are two of you! How fun.
Weeds
also grow in this weather. How many years of angst I have cried about this. So
far this year I have only had a grumpy hangry morning about weeds. No tears
this time. Bobby came out to help find a tool I had lost in two steps time.
Literally – I pruned a bush, two steps away I dug up some weeds from the vinca
minor and poof – the pruner disappeared. How frustrating! Thank goodness Bobby
is good at finding things. It didn’t take long – he just had to listen to about
3 or 4 sentences of complaints. “The weeds are taking over our garden (no, the
world) and my life is over etc”. Then poof, there the pruners were, laying on
top of the vinca minor. Sigh, Bobby agreed we could poison everything. We don’t
need vinca minor at all. This was a viable choice. But my body only lets me do
15 min of yard work a day and it was time to go inside.
Tuesday
night Bobby asked the middle schoolers what they thought a picture was. The
only guess was a, “VHS thing?” – our youngsters may never know what a cassette
tape is – and that’s OK. Using a pencil on those was rough. Although,
purposefully taking the string out just for fun, was entertaining. Hopefully no
one will die from some odd chemical that came out while we did that.
Yet
I digress 😉. The lesson had a fill in the blank that
included who people think Jesus is today, “Prophet, historical figure, - - - -
- teacher, crazy lunatic.” The guess for this blank did include a “math”
teacher. Although they did get it right eventually (moral) one person did say, “Math
makes the most sense.” No, I don’t think Jesus came to earth to teach math.
Sorry professors and other math teachers – Morals are more important to God.
Prove me wrong if you think otherwise.
The
high school group was also fun. Bobby found a creative way to say, “Don’t talk
while I am talking,” Bobby said, “We really love your tongue, but please keep
it in your mouth.”
What really
warmed my heart to overflowing with tears was the Sunday school presentation
from one of our high schoolers and his mother about their school mission trip
to Guatemala. Hearing about God working, man, He really is at work all around us
– their stories – the mom was like, “OK, guys, you gotta stop crying.” How can
we help it? Those are happy tears.
And
then the baptism service, two of our youth were baptized by Bobby – such tall
young men! And I couldn’t believe my ears, they are 12 and 13 – so young, so
tall, so spiritually mature. How fun to watch as their faith grows, is tested
and matures. I am so blessed to be part of that. Yet, we will have to help them
as the weeds grow around them too.
Thursday
after work I went to do my 15 min. of yard work. Bobby helped and even grabbed
a bunch of weeds out of the vinca minor with the statement, “I don’t want you
to have to kill the vinca minor.” I felt very cared for. We reminisced that the
original vinca minor came from his dad’s old place. I mentioned we could give dad
some back but Bobby said he’s in a different climate so probably wouldn’t want
any he has to water (in the Bend area). It was still a blessing though – having
some help.
May
God bless you with help when you need it, a hand when you are down and a boot
when that would be appropriate. God knows our hearts, our wills and our ways.
May we find peace in knowing Him and doing His will.
Love
and hugs,
Cristy
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