April 29 – “An entirely new word”

Kel and Noa came by yesterday in the morning.  They were assigned the enviable task of delivering a dog and a couple of hamster/rat types.  The animals will be spending the next week in our neck of the woods.  The dog, Leia, will hang out here with Freddy, with Corey and Janell tasked with caring for them.  The little rat-beings will head on over to spend their holiday with Brennan and his brood of much-bigger rodents.  All are accounted for and doing well.  Check.

 

But there was something different about the two humans.  Noa was wearing a dress and looked absolutely gorgeous.  Well, she’s always gorgeous, but she was dressed-up as well.  Kel was pretty dressed-up, too, in a Galveston sort of way (i.e. no tie or anything drastic like that, but nice).  So why dress up just to make a pet delivery?  Well, the delivery was actually just a side gig for their real purpose.  The two were headed out for a very special Daddy-Daughter date.  Noa had no idea where they were headed – it was a surprise for her.  The destination?  Kel was taking his date to a performance at the Grand Theater in downtown Galveston.  Very ritzy stuff.  If I understood them correctly, the show was to be a kids’ theater production of Alice in Wonderland.  Sounded like great fun. 

 

When they left, I took my date out as well.  We took a walk.  A two mile hike, to be exact.  Not exactly a romantic encounter, and certainly not a dress-up occasion, but we were together, nonetheless.  After the hike Chris cleaned house.  I worked on a jigsaw puzzle.  I was trying to finish it before we leave for Florida tomorrow.  Achieving that goal doesn’t look promising at this juncture, but maybe …

 

Last night we had home group again.  Now we are off again for two weeks.  We had a new attender.  Helen from church joined us.  It was kind of a different teaching approach this week.  We were finishing up a study of angels.  We’ll begin the Book of Ruth when we get back.  We did learn an entirely new word last night, though.  No, it wasn’t some obscure Hebrew derivation or Greek oddity involving some angel’s name or duties.  At least I don’t think it was.  I had her repeat it to make sure I heard it correctly.  Yep.  She said the same thing twice in a row, so it must be real.  Sam was describing to us the results of her eye scan to determine if she is a candidate for cataract surgery on her other eye (she just had one done and is ecstatic with the results).  But apparently the x-ray images of that eye showed a problem.  Instead of it being perfectly round, hers follows a roundish track, then goes (to quote Sam’s technical jargon), “Bluuurrurrooruup.”  I don’t know.  I’m not sure about the spelling, but I’m certain it’s not Hebrew or Greek.  Maybe Eastern European or Scandinavian …

 

Luke 6:38 says, “Give, and it will be given to you.  A good measure, pressed down, shaken together and running over, will be poured into your lap.  For with the measure you use, it will be measured to you.”

 

Father, thank you for new words from old friends and Daddy-Daughter experiences.  Amen.