Saturday, 3 September 2016
Saturday this and that . . . .
With the first of September came a new moon . . . sailing into the sky with bright stars streaming in her wake, thin and slight and skipping over foaming silver crested clouds . . . stealing quietly through the heavens over city, field and vale.
I think the moon is a miraculous vessel of the night. A drifting, floating fairy thing. This tiny bow of light that would drag oceans from shores, compel great waters, deep and wide and hold in check the surging seas, setting the rhythms of the tides.
Its pretty amazing when you really think about it. So many think that all of this happened by accident. How could that be so . . . that all of this which surrounds us and which guides our days and nights . . . that it could all be just a fluke, from the smallest tiniest thing to the largest and most magnificent. To me it all speaks to me of a magnificent creator . . . given as a gift to his most beloved of all His creations. Us.
"There is no God! the speaker cries,
Don't let your thoughts be chained;
This universerse evolved itself,
The world is self-contained.
Just then an urchin in the crowd
A skilful pebble throws
Whch accurately lands upon
The athiestic nose.
"Who threw that stone?" the speaker roars;
At which the cockney elf,
Intuitively keen, retorts,
"No one! It threw itself!"
So a patheric casualty,
Discomfited and worse,
Goes home to medicate upon,
This causeless Universe.
I got a surprise package in the post yesterday. A late birthday gift from my oldest son. Art supplies. Two canvases and some brushes, gesso, paints and a palate. He has great faith in me. I haven't set down with my paints in a couple of weeks now. We have been so busy with other things . . . sorting out the sheds while the sun shines, organizing the house in our cause to downsize, missionary work. Sometimes life gets in the way of creativity.
I haven't had time this week to practice my calligraphy either. I have new nibs my fingers are itching to try out. But alas it has all had to wait . . .
And today I have to finish preparing the lesson I have been asked to teach in Sunday School tomorrow on prayer. Actually it is finishing the lesson that began with the regular teacher last week. She is a very good teacher and I have very big shoes to fill . . . a bit nervous about that, but all I can do is my best.
My DNA test arrived this week and I collected my DNA and sent it off to be tested. I am so excited about that. I can't wait to see the results of it. I have some ideas in my head about what my DNA is, but I am sure I will be surprised. Its all very fascinating and so, so interesting. I had to spit into this vial and fill it up to a line. Its not a lot of spit, but its amazing how long it took to fill it. Maybe my mouth was dry from excitment. I don't know. I finally did it, shook it with the stabilizer liquid, sealed it up and sent it off. Now I just have to wait.
This week we have been enjoying fresh tomatoes from our garden. They taste so amazing. I had forgotten how a fresh garden tomato tasted . . . I am going to plant some again next year. And maybe beans again also, but not peas. You don't get many for the effort when it comes to peas. You would have to plant a whole field full I think.
I baked a cake this week from a recipe I found on Pinterest. It was for a Lemon Pudding Cake and it was a total flop. Seriously. A TOTAL FLOP. Don't make it. I threw the whole thing in the garbage it was such a terrible cake. I don't know what happened. It just didn't work for me and I am a pretty good baker. Put me in a real funk. I don't like it when that happens. I'm used to things working out, lol. It was a greasy, oily, heavy mess. YUCK.
Todd is taking the car in this morning to get the repairs done on it. We are very grateful that it was only the shock absorbers and not anything more than that. I am sure all of your prayers and happy thoughts helped. Thankfully we had been putting aside some money and it came to juse enough so we can cover it. If it had been much more we wouldn't have been able to. There goes the holiday fund again, lol
Oh well, the fun part of having a dream is, well, having it . . . and we can have the fun of saving for a holiday all over again. ☺
I am prattling now, so I'll just end this off now with a thought to carry with you for the day . . .
I like to think that
from heaven’s point of view,
there are no borders.
God sees each of us as His children
no matter where we live.
He is our “homing impulse.”
We feel drawn to Him
because He is our Father,
and heaven is our home.
~President Dieter F Uchtdorf
I do love me some President Uchtdorf.
In the English Kitchen today . . . Coconut Cream Pie. And it is very good too. Pie for breakfast isn't a bad thing is it? I'm a pie for breakfast kind of a gal . . . probably why I look the way I do. ☺
I wish for you a wonderful Saturday. Happy Labour Day Weekend to my North American friends. Wherever you go and whatever you get up to, don't forget . . .
═══════════ ღೋƸ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒღೋ ═══════════ ⊰✿░G░O░D⊰✿⊰L░O░V░E░S⊰✿⊰░Y░O░U░⊰✿
═══════════ ღೋƸ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒღೋ ═══════════
And I do too!!
Be safe and be happy!