My Saturday schedule is first to blog and then...

to get busy on that closet upstairs. I will sort and sift and get that useless stuff into some kind of order. That is the business of today. I dare any of my,"Trugledites" to bother me on my epic quest to journey to the center of the collections that we have. I am blogging right now, but we are blessed with, just as God said, more than we have room enough to receive. This is why Joseph was so ept at dealing with more than heart could wish for. How do we organize the blessings of God upon the earth? This is the question in our home it is the question in our community and the question in our country and beyond. My job is to do what is before me or behind me or around me. The closet is today along with the other Sat. jobs that I have for myself. Thank God for the manifold blessings from his hand. Good friends, who care for us and will fix a car for us and bless us with tires and such. New days full of rain and sunshine. This New rainy day where we can work on the journey to the center of the...closet!

In memory of Timothy Wright!

Halleluia, for the wonderful music of Timothy Wright.

God moves in a mysterious way...

His wonders to perform...
These clouds of blessing are sure to burst with blessings on our heads...
Wetness and rain outside, for the third day turns my mind to the hymns of the showers of blessings. Showers of blessings, showers of blessings we need. Mercy drops round us are falling. But for the showers we plead.
Continue riding upon the storm our God. Provide for us when we don't even have sense enough to appreciate it, we pray.

8 to 80, Blind Crippled or Crazy?

This cliche' means everybody should get this: In whatever condition you find yourself, you should be able to get this. Even if, as may be the case, you are crazy.
People often say that they have been delivered and kept from mental illness. But, God can and does allow and permit breaks and even mental dimentia and He is still present and GOOD. I think that He allows this to show us that there is only one condition on the earth, where He is not present at all. That is the condition of Hell. The condition of Hell is mental illness unmixed with the presence of a merciful God in hospital care: unmixed with human compassion, as a finger of God in your grief and pain. God is everywhere in time and space, but, if we are untouched by the changing grace of Jesus and choose to go into eternity in our pride and sin, we will know the consuming presence of the wrath of God unmixed with mercy.
God has preserved His wrath for the unrepentant, the devil and his delegation. Not at all a fun place. When someone sees the perceptions of his or her mind unable to be trusted, as in mental illness, that is a close perception of the mental agonies of Hell. Where is God, when I pray in that condition? I question. He is still present, in the sunshine that comes through the window. He is still merciful that there are people who care and keep you from jumping: to jump from the frying pan into the fire. To solidify the condition of your mind into the condition of your soul and body.
The devil came to Jesus and said, cast yourself down. Christian people distance themselves from the conditions of illnesses of mind and soul, adding insult to injury, more often than not. The God of compassion came across the sea to deliver the Gadarene, in spite of the concessions of the people to this demonic presence in their midst. They enjoyed the seclusion of being separated from the world by a demoniac, kept like an attack dog or expensive taxes to keep the riff, raff out. God is about deliverance and compassion to those who have been afflicted by such a state. He cares, when all of the rest of the world looks with antipathy.

Are we going to stay up to see the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown?

The Pumpkin patches are popping. If it were not for the Halloween extravaganzas that we enjoy each year, there really would be very little need for pumpkins. We grow them based on the need of the moment. After October 31st, we market Turkeys. Timing is everything when it comes to retail and wholesale.
Staying up to see the great pumpkin in each person in my life's time, has become quite a juggle.
Talking about alligators and wolves with the boys and relationships and facebooking with the women on the other side of the spectrum and keeping track of the teen culture rising in my home is like juggling 6 balls. If I still have my sanity after this season of parenting, I will consider it a successful season.
Jump to the task of parenting and wifing.