Wednesday Pick Up

Wednesday is garbage pick up at our home in Rogers. We have the neatest pick up. The city has given each of us a very tough container to set out by the curb by 7 o'clock. Well today is the day. A large truck comes along, pushes a button inside the cab and arms come out , grabs the container , lifts it high in the air, and tips it out into the truck. The driver never gets out, even if there is a boo-boo. Today was the day. Some how he drug our neighbors container along side his truck, for about 10 feet, gouging the lawn as he went, but he never got out. Must have been an inexperienced driver, but he got the job done and the container is none the worse for wear.

Ahead of the Season

It may be only August 16- but the weather is definitely fall. We have been able to sleep with windows open now, for the past week ,or so, and the air condition seldom runs. That should save on the electric bill, although I can not complain about our July bill. It was only $14.49, and we had only used 22 kilowatts. Now that could not be true. I didn't go right our and spend the savings though. I called Carroll Electric and they came out and reread the meter. It had been read wrong and the bill was $88.40 instead. That still was good compared to the year before. We really have had a good summer with only about 2 week with temperature in the 90's and never 100 so far.

Anyway --the reason I know it is fall-- the katydid's are singing. They are the neatest things to listen to at night. I just could not sleep last night until at least 1:30, but I did have something very delightful to sooth my busy mind. Do you know, I solved just about all the world problems but not any of my own. I really should quit worrying. Worry is like a rocking chair--it never gets you any place.

They are the problem

I've never been much of a writer-but I enjoy reading and quoting from those who do know how to write.

After reading this article I thought--yes that's exactly the way I am -- and I must do something about immediately.

" Researchers from Virginia Tech University, along with police administrators, recently determined that distracted drivers put others in more danger than aggressive drivers. ( I new that all the time.) Drivers who eat, discipline children in the backseat, or talk on the phone are the most hazardous.

When residents in Mi. were asked about the bad habits of drivers that made the highways unsafe, most felt that OTHERS caused more problems than they themselves. ( You tell um) One woman said that she talked on her cell phone a little bit---but at least she didn't dial the phone numbers while on the road. (Dah!) Then she said--OTHERS aren't following the rules of the road------THEY put us all at risk.

It's our nature to point a finger at OTHERS. We avoid looking at our own behavior instead of attacking our wrong behavior. We measure ourselves by ourselves. When we don't look at our own actions--BUT-- instead compare ourselves with others, we often come out looking good.
It's not the approval of ourselves that counts, but the Lord's commendations, instead.

The faults I see in others's lives are often true of me. So help me, Lord, to recognize my own hypocrisy. If I must compare myself with someone, compare it with Christ.

I just got back from the bank on New Hope Road. Really--I was surprised how many times in those few blocks, I could see a motorist doing the wrong thing-- while-- I was right( in my eyes).
THEY ARE THE PROBLEM.

Reflections

The summer days are getting hotter and hotter. More humid and I'm glad to be inside.


That set me to thinking back to 1936. It was hot-very hot-and getting hotter. Absolutely no rain, no crops and no promising future. My mother was expecting her 5th child.
She was 39 at this time.

Joyce was 13--Wallace was 12-- and Lois and I were 8. We had NO electricity -so NO fan or No air conditioning. It must have been trying for everyone.

We girls would sleep across the bed (yes, beds. We had 2 beds in the room and 3 girls), so that we could be near the windows and get as much cool as possible during the night.

But poor mom.. I can remember she would rest at every noon and try and stay cool by lying down on the linoleum floor. Not a bed or sofa, but the linoleum floor , trying to stay as cool as possible. Can you imagine that?

This was late July and Aug. Dear Harriet, was born Sept. 17- 1936.

Happiness

It does feel good

Falling in Love
Laughing so hard your face hurts
A good conversation
Finding $20 in your coat pocket from last winter
Laughing at yourself
No lines at a supermarket
Getting mail
Friends
Sweet dreams
Watching a sunrise
Hearing your favorite song on the radio
Taking a drive on a pretty road
A hot shower
Giggling
Listening to the rain outside
Getting up on a beautiful day
Knowing you are missed
Hearing- I love you

But best of all- Knowing you've done the right thing no matter what other people think

Housework

I don't do housework every week. In fact , I only do it if company is coming. Company is coming next week , so I decided to mop, polish , vacuum etc. today. It is now 11:30--I am finished, even if I only went over every thing lightly. I started right after breakfast. It was so pleasant outside this morning that we sat on the patio and had a second cup of coffee first--then about 8:15 I dove right into the project ahead and started mopping--resting--polishing--resting--vacuuming--resting and now I'm ready for my 2 hour noon nap. Hope the telephone doesn't ring.

Homesick for Heaven

Yesterday we had such a soul searching sermon . It really made you think about what God has planned for this world and how we are to live our lives for Him.

When I got home I googled to Heaven. My mind was boggled at all the 50 images posted about Heaven. I played around on the computer a long time looking into what some other views were on heaven. I came up with one solution,. Read about it in your Bible. You may not understand all about it now-but God promises us ,sometime ,all will be made clear to us.

Isn't God GREAT?