Chris embarked on a new journey
yesterday. She drove into Texas –
Dickinson, to be exact – to attend a class on how to make a quilt using old
t-shirts. She’s using a friend’s old
Jamaica Beach Volunteer Fire Department shirts.
Should be one for the ages in more ways than one.
Meanwhile, I stayed in town. I had to get the old faithful truck
inspected. Gotta love that “classic”
inspection cost. Seven bucks. And then I went straight over to the
courthouse to get an updated registration sticker. Not just seven bucks. But at least that one is done for another
year.
When I got home Nathan and John (a fire
fighter buddy) were hanging the replacement door to our back patio. That’s the one that had one frame explode
when hit by a rock. I gotta say, after
watching them for a few minutes … it would have taken Chris and me all day just
to read the instructions. And even then
I don’t think I would have understood them.
I sure do appreciate our fire fighter children. Thanks, Nathan and John. We are double-paned once again.
Miss Betty came over to visit us with her
son Phil. It was great to see her up and
about. She even said that she plans to
be back at home group next Thursday.
Unfortunately, as they prepared to leave, Phil realized that the
serpentine belt had exploded and was hanging loose. He pulled it out and managed to get the car
started, though. That would have been
not so fun. He was parked behind our
car, so us driving them home would have been a bit of an ordeal. They made it home OK.
As we settled in to watch Mary Poppins
Returns, a phone started ringing. Not my
ring tone, for sure. Take Me Out to the Ball
Game is quite distinctive. It was not
Chris’ either. In fact, we couldn’t even
locate where the sound was coming from. Fortunately
the ringing continued on and on – long enough for me to follow it. And there, embedded deep in the folds of the chair
Phil had been sitting in, was his phone.
We grabbed it and took a drive over to get it to him and make sure they
had arrived safely. Sure enough, when we
pulled up, he was tearing through the car looking for it.
Well, that was enough adventure for us for
one day. We went back home, finished
Mary Poppins, and watched some basketball games. Lots of upsets. Great fun to watch. Next round begins today. Here we go …
Matthew 6:11 says, “Give us today our daily bread.”
Father, thank you for the “daily bread” you
bless us with, in all its shapes and forms.
Amen.
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