Routines

I love having weekly consistent routines.  Friday when I get up I automatically know it’s Friday and I pull the sheets off the bed and remind Precious Husband he can throw the towel on the floor cause they are going in the laundry.  No thinking about what needs to be done.  It’s Friday I do the sheets and towels.  Just makes homekeeping easier somehow.

Grandkids will be here for Easter dinner so I have lists to make and things to do.  Looking forward to fun in the back yard looking for eggs and eating what else? Carrot cake : )

This special Friday the sheets and towels are in the laundry but more importantly the knowledge that this day is special and most important.  God gave His ultimate gift of love to me with the crucifixion of His son Jesus this day.  This focal point has been on our calendars a long time but for the Child of God it becomes more important every year as we grow in our love and knowledge of Who He is that gave His life that day.

I am off to continue my Friday routine and because I can do it without thought now it in turn frees this Child of God to put her thoughts on the One who died for me today.

Good Morning!

Good Morning!  It is a gorgeous day here in Arizona.  Went for a walk early this morning and the birds are singing and spring is definitely in full bloom everywhere you look.

As I walked the words to Nicole C. Mullen's song Redeemer kept playing in my mind.  She sings,
Who taught the sun where to stand in the morning?
And who told the ocean you can only come this far?
And who showed the moon where to hide 'til evening?

And then further into the song,
Well, I know my Redeemer lives
I know my Redeemer lives
All of creation testifies
This life within me cries
I know my Redeemer lives . . .

If you aren't familiar with her song look it up in Google and listen to the words.  Such an appropriate song for Easter and everyday!

Since I failed to send Easter cards out please go here for my Easter greeting to you and yours.

Have a blessed day.  And think about it - Who but the Lord God Almighty!

From To-Do to Ta-Da!

Ta-da!  Just rolls off your tongue doesn't it.  But in reality when you use ta-da in the context I am here it actually takes a little effort put out before you can say it.  Have I lost you?  Hang in here with me . . .

Yesterday (Monday) I was sick and actually stayed in bed for most of the day.  Monday you see is my major cleaning day after the weekend with hanging out with Precious Husband and church and all.  So Mondays I get in and hussle.

This morning that dog hair you hear about so often (in my short time of blogging) was really bad after 3 days of neglect!  So doing the floors was first on my to-do list. 

Glad to report that the floors are clean and the laundry is done.  Dinner is planned and some extra cleaning was done in my kitchen.  Yes, extra effort was put out but now I can say:

TA-DA

Oh, I just love saying that!

Monday Humor

When Aunt Jo lived with us we had hospice workers coming in during the week to help me with her shower and other needs.  All the hospice people were delightful and we came to view them practically as family.  

Leona was the chaplain that would come and sing for Aunt Jo and read the Word.  Leona was one of the workers that won my heart.  She was just always so chipper and we usually shared a good laugh before she left along with spiritual encouragement.

On one particular day she came and as we passed my bedroom door on our way to the loft where Aunt Jo was waiting Leona stopped.  She looked in my bedroom and asked me, "Do you make that bed?!"  Well, the question caught my funny bone and I started to laugh.  Well, of course I make the bed everyday I told her.  Then she laughed too and said, "Oh, no that's not what I really meant.  It's just all those pillows - do you make it and have to put all the pillows back on every day?"

Yes, our bed has 8 sleeping pillows covered with 10 bed pillows.  18 pillows is a bit much - but my Precious Husband likes his pillows.  Most mornings when I am making the bed now and putting on the 18 pillows I think of dear Leona and smile.