I had intended to write something more deep, but I did not sleep well last night. I had trouble sleeping because I couldn’t shut off my thoughts. (I was thinking about what I’d write in this blog, and now I’m too tired to write it! Ha, ha) Then our cat, Timmy, kept making noises every time I started to drift off to sleep. I finally took him downstairs and shut the door against him. Morning came too early. Yawn.
Today I thought I’d tell you the true story of how God taught me how much He loves me.
I began attending church when I was 2 years old when a neighbor took me. I honestly do not remember a time when I did not love God and want to walk with Him. If anyone had asked me if I knew that Jesus loves me, I would have exclaimed, “ABSOLUTELY!”
We could get rain tonight, but the weather today was quite nice. I kept thinking that I ought to go get another load of firewood. Then EJ said not to drive Aunt Dolly Llama until he can get coolant in her. She’s been having hot flashes–times when her engine starts to overheat. I thought “Yeah! I have a legitimate reason not to get wood today!”
Monday it rained hard all day. I like rainy days. They make me feel warm and cozy inside. Tuesday morning we had think fog. I love foggy mornings. Fog wraps the world in mystery. The fog disappeared during the late morning, and we had a beautiful day with sunshine and temperatures in the low 70s.
A year or so ago, a ministry leader posted on his Facebook page that he didn’t like people who “back up everything they believe with Bible verses.” He disdainfully called them “Bible worshippers.”
EJ got a rare weekend off–both Saturday AND Sunday. The weather was great, cool in the mornings but reaching the low 70s during the day.
I have a friend who lives near Seattle. She told me that one of the things she had to get used to when she moved from California is talking about the weather. Apparently, no one talks about the weather in California–probably because every day the weather is pretty much the same?