Reverie

…The moment you perk up with your coffee as you see the Fed Ex guy drive up toward your house…and you have the briefest of thoughts,
“Hey, what if he is delivering to me, a surprise group of people to get our kitchen fixed! Oh, that’s just silly, expecting a group of guys to pop out of the truck… But wait… an even crazier thought…WHAT IF…it’s an unexpected envelope stating a distant (far distant) relative is leaving us money! A few thousand even… in the envelope to start. That would be so shocking and amazing.”
…and then the briefest of disappointments…as the driver passes your house and delivers your neighbor a box. (that probably contains, unexpected $$ from their distant relative!) It’s always someone else! (hahahah)
Oh, my random thoughts as I’m working.
Me celebrating YES, and then disappointment.

 

It wasn’t the dog, this time

There’s a new culprit in the house.

Me: “Okay, guys, whoever used the jelly last, needs to wipe up the counter. There are spots of jelly dried every where. Gross.”

Kids (simultaneously chiming in): “Not me. It wasn’t me.”

Me: “Well somebody did.”
Daughter: “It was dad. He made a sandwich today.”

Me: “Dad made a chicken salad sandwich. He didn’t use jelly.”
Kids: “Well, it wasn’t me.”

Me: “Okay, so it must have been the Holy Spirit… came down and and apparently, God made himself a peanut butter and jelly sandwich?”

Son (laughing big belly laugh): “Yep.”

Dad: “Yes. Jehovah did it.”
Me: “A Jehovah sandwich?”

Should we open a restaurant and call it Belly of the Whale?

 

Enemy and Teenager – synonymous, right?

Pretty sure not everyone is going to survive the teenage years in our house hold.
 The Apostle Paul, in his letter to the Romans, gives us examples on how we are to treat our enemies and the importance of love and peace.  I always think “enemy” is such an extreme word, as who truly has “enemies” anymore? It’s a bit antiquated to me. Applicable when Nations are at War (kill or be killed), or back in the day of Blood feuds, like Montagues and Capulets. Avenge death. Mortal enemies.
Then, introduce the TEENAGER, (God’s test):
…When questions are answered with a snide, “Obviously.  What did you think?  Can’t you see with your own eyes?  You should just know without asking me.”
…or requests receive response of, “Not right now.  Later.” and closing bedroom door to end conversation.  (sometimes right in your face.)
The battle of the teenager vs. the Parent.  I never realized that “enemy” could actually apply to your own offspring, whom you love regardless.  BUT, there’s not so much peace goin’ on?  Prayin’ for lots of it.  (and wine, copious glasses of wine?) 🍷🤪