i just got back a short while ago from our get-together for community leadership. i'm curious to see where all this planning & plotting will lead. sometimes i wonder how God doesn't get good laughs out of us in all our sincerity of planning. but no doubt He'll work with it.
nobody knew my strawberry pretzel salad had a mix-up of cherry jello. i'm just that good apparently. that & i admitted my faux pas before people ate it & all seemed to feel the need to tell me it was still good. & why has nobody had this so-called strawberry pretzel jello concoction before now? i thought it was the southern delicacy of all covered dish meet-ups around.
i wish wish wish i had a camera to document some of the things in my life right now. i can't begin to describe the things that catch my eye as artful, appealing & simplistic. i suppose i'll have to revert to describing things like this as they did in the old days. before heading over to the cook-out, i sat on my deck, drinking a glass of tea, pondering life. as i'm sitting there i observe the dreaded woodpecker flying to the side of one of the houses behind me. since he's not welcome in my house (after gaining illegal entry & scaring the bazooka joe out of me), i snickered under my breath for the poor soul who had him pecking at their house.
& then it occurred to me that this stupid woodpecker was doing what he was created to do. for some odd reason God felt the need to make a bird. which pecks at wood. loudly. whenever it feels like it. obsessively & compulsively. why, i ask why? i don't understand but at that moment, i thought to myself, "that damn bird is doing more of what he's created to do than i am. but that will change."
nobody knew my strawberry pretzel salad had a mix-up of cherry jello. i'm just that good apparently. that & i admitted my faux pas before people ate it & all seemed to feel the need to tell me it was still good. & why has nobody had this so-called strawberry pretzel jello concoction before now? i thought it was the southern delicacy of all covered dish meet-ups around.
i wish wish wish i had a camera to document some of the things in my life right now. i can't begin to describe the things that catch my eye as artful, appealing & simplistic. i suppose i'll have to revert to describing things like this as they did in the old days. before heading over to the cook-out, i sat on my deck, drinking a glass of tea, pondering life. as i'm sitting there i observe the dreaded woodpecker flying to the side of one of the houses behind me. since he's not welcome in my house (after gaining illegal entry & scaring the bazooka joe out of me), i snickered under my breath for the poor soul who had him pecking at their house.
& then it occurred to me that this stupid woodpecker was doing what he was created to do. for some odd reason God felt the need to make a bird. which pecks at wood. loudly. whenever it feels like it. obsessively & compulsively. why, i ask why? i don't understand but at that moment, i thought to myself, "that damn bird is doing more of what he's created to do than i am. but that will change."
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