Read a good book; fiction which I do not generally read.
Healing Stones by Stephen Arterburn and Nancy Rue is a compelling contemporary and very believable story about love, betrayal and forgiveness.
Choices have consequences.
And that's what I think about it.
Saturday, March 7, 2009
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Monday, March 2, 2009
Jim and I helped celebrate a friend's birthday by joining her and her family for lunch. They had selected a local rib place. My friend is on a low-carbohydrate diet, but she was ready to splurge for her birthday. Ribs it would be.
Imagine our consternation when after being seated with drinks and appetizers we were told they were out of ribs.
What?
Does Arby's run out of beef? Does Outback Steak House run out of steak? Does Dairy Queen run out of soft serve? Does IHOP run out of pancakes?
They were out of prime rib also (I mention that because it was going to be my lunch choice). But they had chicken. Not exactly what she was hoping for, especially since she has to wait a whole year to break her Atkins again and because you really can eat some chicken on Atkins. But the company was good and the service but don't get me started on the dime-sized cake that was included free with her meal.
That's what I'm thinking about.
Imagine our consternation when after being seated with drinks and appetizers we were told they were out of ribs.
What?
Does Arby's run out of beef? Does Outback Steak House run out of steak? Does Dairy Queen run out of soft serve? Does IHOP run out of pancakes?
They were out of prime rib also (I mention that because it was going to be my lunch choice). But they had chicken. Not exactly what she was hoping for, especially since she has to wait a whole year to break her Atkins again and because you really can eat some chicken on Atkins. But the company was good and the service but don't get me started on the dime-sized cake that was included free with her meal.
That's what I'm thinking about.
Friday, February 27, 2009
Who goes to Siberia in February?
We have friends there right now. They left Sunday to pick up their adopted child from an orphanage. The dad flew all that way with a ruptured disk, in a lot of pain. The mom left a new job here with tremendous responsibility. Yet nothing seemed very important when the phone call came that their son was ready to 'come home.'
All the late nights of waiting for pain pills to kick in and all the extra hours needed to staff an agency and keep patients safe and progressing...nothing seemed all that urgent once the call came...Josiah was ready to come home.
I wrote a while ago about an adopted child in Haiti who had hit the jackpot with two godly grateful parents. Here we are again. The jackpot! Life holds no guarantees or promises but once in a while all the shining forces in the universe combine to create a family. Whatever you call that force, it is a miracle.
We have friends there right now. They left Sunday to pick up their adopted child from an orphanage. The dad flew all that way with a ruptured disk, in a lot of pain. The mom left a new job here with tremendous responsibility. Yet nothing seemed very important when the phone call came that their son was ready to 'come home.'
All the late nights of waiting for pain pills to kick in and all the extra hours needed to staff an agency and keep patients safe and progressing...nothing seemed all that urgent once the call came...Josiah was ready to come home.
I wrote a while ago about an adopted child in Haiti who had hit the jackpot with two godly grateful parents. Here we are again. The jackpot! Life holds no guarantees or promises but once in a while all the shining forces in the universe combine to create a family. Whatever you call that force, it is a miracle.
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