Thursday, November 15, 2018

November 15 – “Inappropriate”


Countdown to surgery … twelve days (counting today).

Well, Chris is down.  She apparently picked up the cold that Ezra had the other day when the kids were over here.  She is doing all the classic cold-type things.  Sneezing. Watery eyes.  It has slowed her down, but she is a real gamer.  And she’s doing her best to keep me healthy for two more weeks so I can be clean going into surgery. 

Granddaughter Noa FaceTimed Chris yesterday.  Hmm … “FaceTimed.” How does something like that get to be a verb?  Sorry.  Just some grammar musings.  So Noa called to find out when Chris was making pies for Thanksgiving.  Apparently the youngster wants to help.  Chris was communicating the details when she noticed a streak in the background.  Those of you who were around in the 60’s and 70’s will understand what I mean by “streak.”  For the rest of you young whippersnappers, baby brother Ezra toddled by in the background – buck naked.  Or as we used to say with our kids, “buss nessid” or just plain old “nekkid.”  In fact upon seeing the flash on the screen, Nana said, “Ezra, it’s too cold to be running around nekkid.”  And ever the doting older sister, five-year-old Noa replied, “Yes, and it’s very inappropriate.”  Inappropriate.  Well there you go. 

Psalms 113:7-8 says, “He raises the poor from the dust and lifts the needy from the ash heap; he seats them with princes, with the princes of their people.”

Father, would you keep us from inappropriate things, both in the way of experiencing them and ... well ... doing them.  Amen.

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