HMMMM.....

Well, I guess the pictures were better without the background, which has suddenly reappeared after nearly a week's hiatus.

Memory Lane

I was looking through the pictures I took last weekend, and ran across some old ones that were still on the card from previous outings. (Yes, I uploaded them to the computer, but neglected to remove them from the card. Good thing, too, since I thought I had lost some when the computer crashed a couple of months ago.) One of the things we did was go to the Granbury 'Vette Club Car Show. Some really pretty cars there. I never owned a 'Vette, but have owned 4 Camaros, and they are just as much fun. So I am going to share a few pics this time. The first ones are of the visit to Granbury, the others are of some of the scenes around my hometown. As most of you know, I am from the East Coast. Some of you will see familiar topography, others will wonder how in the world they ended up here! If these seem to come out backward, I did post them in the right order!

Home Again

I actually did get the day off Friday. I left SA at about 10:00 and got to Granbury at about 1:45. I returned last night at about 9:15 pm, and pretty much went straight to bed. It is amazing how switching sleeping arrangements can mess up a night's rest. New sounds, new smells, different bed. So it was very good to be back in my own place again.

The visit witht the kids and T's parents was good, though. We mostly just sat around and talked or watched TV. T is now obviously pregnant, and the little one is doing a tapdance in her belly. We did a little shopping for ideas, mostly; so now I know more of her preferences in colors and styles. That always helps.

One of the things we did, because A is a huge OU fan was watch the OU/Texas game on Saturday. Not a good move. He gave up in disgust and didn't even watch the last 2 min. of the game. So I can relate to Doonecookie. I tried to point out that since he now lives in Texas, he really didn't lose anything. He wasn't convinced.

I took pics, but don't have enough time this morning to post them, since they have not been uploaded from the camera. Will do that with the next post. And now, it's time to get the work-before-work done.

Out of Town

Well, this is a weekend I have been waiting for for about 2 months now. My kids are home, and I'm going to see them. I plan to leave tomorrow after work and drive to Granbury. There is a chance that I will not have to work tomorrow, so I may get an extra day out of the deal, and that suits me just fine. So I am going to pack tonight, planning to leave from the hospital as soon as I get off. (Really trying to not get my hopes up too high that I might not have to work at all.) I guarantee I will make a mad dash for the phone if it rings in the morning! So you all have a blessed weekend, as for me; I'm outta here!

MARRIED?!?!?!

I received an email from my sister this morning informing me that she is getting married. She and Bill have been a "couple" of sorts for several years. I never liked the man much. He bordered on overbearing in many ways. I think my sister knew what my reaction would be because her first paragraph was a description of how much he has changed in the last few months. Potty mouth gone. Reading the Bible. Praying. Changed. He always claimed to be a Christian, but the evidence just wasn't there. Since I am here, and they are there, there is not much to do except take her word for it. She is a strong Christian, and I know that she would not make this move without the Lord's approval, and I remember her telling me, when the going was really tough, that the Lord would ask her, "I still love him, do you?" So I'm praying. Praying that she is really making the right move, that he is truly changed, that they will find the joy they both seek, that the Lord will guide and have His way.

Gotta Say "Amen!"

I received this in some mail today, and thought it deserved a place in the blog.

The Jew

Scattered by God’s avenging hand, afflicted and forlorn,
Sad wanderers from their pleasant land, do Judah’s children mourn:
And e’en in Christian countries,
Few breathe thoughts of pity for the Jew.

Yet listen, Gentile, do you love the Bible’s precious page?
Then let your heart with kindness move to Israel’s heritage:
Who traced those lines of love for you?—
Each sacred writer was a Jew

And then as years and ages passed, and nations rose and fell,
Though clouds and darkness oft were cast o’er captive Israel,
The oracles of God for you
Were kept in safety by the Jew.

And when the Great Messiah came for guilty man to bleed,
He did not take an angel’s name, no—born of Abraham’s seed—Jesus,
Who gave His life for you,
The gentle Savior was a Jew.

And though His own received Him not, and turned in pride away,
Whence is the Gentile’s happier lot? Are you more just than they?
No, God in pity turned to you—
Have you no pity for the Jew?

Go, the, and bend your knee to pray for Israel’s ancient race;
Ask the dear Savior every day to call them by His grace:
Go, for a debt of love is due
From Christian Gentiles to the Jew.

—Author Unknown

Home!

My daughter-in-law emailed me yesterday with the latest update on the baby and their departure time. They leave for the US today and will actually arrive sometime early tomorrow. I can't wait to have them back in the same time zone! Along with that bit of info, she said she'd had a sonogram which seems to indicate that this little one she is carrying is a girl. This will be my first blood grandchild, and I am excited!