Time to chill

by chuckofish

Yesterday, when I woke up at 6:30, the electricity was out. I could not make coffee. This did not bode well for the day. It came back on at 7:00 a.m. and the day progressed.

Then my plan for lunch fell through and I was feeling down. Then the guy who checks my sprinkler system called and he came by to do his annual thing and turn it on. He is a nice guy with a long pony tail and we had a chuckle about how big the rabbits are this year. We discussed trimming that needed to be done. My mood improved.

I listened to Albert Mohler have a conversation with Carl Trueman about his latest book while I worked on my needlepoint project which has been literally years in the making.

Reading an old blogpost, I was reminded that ten years ago the OM and I ventured out to Westport, MO and Council Grove, KS to do some genealogical poking around. It was a fun trip. It is a good thing I have been writing this blog for nearly 15 years, as I would remember nothing otherwise.

I went to the local library to return Odd Thomas and peruse the stacks a bit.

And this made me laugh.

It doesn’t take much really to improve one’s mood if one makes an effort to count it all joy, you know?

Blessed be God,
Who has not turned away my prayer,
Nor His mercy from me!

–Psalm 66:20