Life is Splendid

God reminded me again today why walking with Him is the only way to walk.

While talking to my aunt Steph and uncle Kenny on the phone this evening I realized
that holding grudges and clutching onto bitterness, like they currently do towards their sibling, is
such a waste of time. I explained to them that I get together with some friends
weekly (when life isn't so crazy) for a devotional and we've been talking a lot of loving those
we don't necessarily like. That's HARD work but it can be done. I hope it shed some light
that bitterness is not the answer.
Out of me saying that my aunt let me in on a secret: she's quite spiritual and has been
all her life. I was a little surprised that it was a big secret that she kept tucked away until this very day. She'd always been a very uplifting woman so it didn't surprise me that she's spiritual
but her keeping it mum was odd. At any rate, the conversation was great. They thought I was
holding onto feelings of resentment towards them all these years. I explained there are no such
feelings which helped them to move on and know they should carry no such feelings.

The conversation was uplifting for both parties and made me fall in love with my walk with God a little bit more.

"...you don't know what you've got til it's gone..." are lyrics from a song that I'm sure Patti will be able to recall. Makes me think of all I was missing before I was found. Being saved is splendid.

(FOR FUN)

splen·did –adjective

1. gorgeous; magnificent; sumptuous.
2. grand; superb, as beauty.
3. distinguished or glorious, as a name, reputation, victory, etc.
4. strikingly admirable or fine: splendid talents.
5. excellent, fine, or very good: to have a splendid time.
6. brilliant in appearance, color, etc.

A Bird Saved My Day

I was a complete and utter brat yesterday morning before church.

Nasty things were said and done for which I am ashamed and have since repented.

While in my worst stage I dropped Phil off at church and drove off in a horrific mood.

I pulled into my driveway and a bird was right in my path. I beeped several times and the

bird would not budge. I swore at the bird. Nothing happened. I shut my car off and jingled

my keys at the bird. Nothing. The little bird looked at me and puffed up but did not budge, as

if it were telling me to stop being so stupid, get over myself and get back in my car.

So I did that. I reversed my car and drove to church. I was mad at and thankful for that bird

all at once.

Thanks for coming to me in bird-form God. You're funny.

I took a picture for those who may think this is a too-good-to-be-true tale.

Canned Corn-eating Saturday

I'm weird. I eat canned corn as a meal.

There was a time in life when I did this regularly but not so much anymore.
Today, however, is a canned corn kind of day.
Reminds me of my Stop & Shop cashier days when I lived in Marion Gardens (one of the more decent projects of Lynn, Massachusetts.) I probably ate the canned corn because it was all there was in the cabinet.
Today I eat the canned corn because I bought it last nigth at Wal-mart with intentions of eating it when on the run. I bought no meat or anything of real sustinance: just canned corn and a few other items.
Now this may not mean much to you but makes me wonder what my deal is.

Since we're on the subject of food....Food & Family magazine is wonderful. It's FREE! Who sends free magazines with awesomely simple ideas? Food & Family does, that's who. Amazing.

Now if only I knew what to do with these pots, pans and ingredients...

$ $ $...

What are you doing with your stimulus payment?

Relay For Life 2008