our mother is dying

Just as surely as my brother Paul sits beside my mother while she slowly relenquishes her bodily hold on the struggle to live, Jesus also sits beside my mother and brother.  Jesus is with each one of us kids no matter what state we reside in.  We take comfort in knowing that the Holy Spirit is our comforter and makes Jesus' presence so real in our hearts and minds.  We have the blessed hope of Jesus returning, soon we hope and believe, to take us to our heavenly home, which is our true home.  When He comes back He will wake up Mama and Daddy and all our other relatives and loved ones and we shall all meet in the clouds on our way to heaven.
 Sometimes I listen to the small chickens and the music they make as they talk to each other and imagine that we also shall make a very swet music as we ascend to heaven.  There are moments when I feel a tiny bit of the glory that day will hold but I am very sure that I only get a very wee glimpse of the glory of that day and that tiny thrill that runs through my body now, will be like one hair rising off my arm when my body and mind see Jesus come and the dead in Christ rise from their graves at the trumpet call of God.
 We have so much to be grateful for.  We may have bodily illnesses but we live.  We have hope and faith in the Bible and and therefore in Jesus Christ, the son of God, who died for our sins and therefore made it possible to have eternal life.  Crying out to Jesus is LIFE!  Eternal Life!

Rainy days and mondays means books

The sun was shining brightly and the air was warm, the beginning of another hot spring day.  As I had all these gardening jobs today I dressed appropriately in shorts and tank top.  An hour and a half later the weather blew in rain and freezing cold air.  Knowing the rest of my gardening jobs were going down the tube, I ran around and did the errands that were to be the end of my day.  Everyone is looking at me, like what an idiot she is in shorts in this cold.  I agreed with them.  So I ran by the library to pick up the book that was on hold for me and checked out the area of new books.  Then I came home to episodes of pouring rain and I laid in bed all snuggly and read the first book, one from the new book section.  Box 21 by Roslund-Hellstrom.  I read it in 4 hours.  The subject matter is unpleasant.  About Lithuania girls tricked into the sex trafficing trade in Sweden.  But for a can't put it down and twist in the ending, WOW.  I was totally blown away by the ending.  Don't cheat, take the wild ride to the ending.  Moral of the story, to me any way was BE HONEST. 

Now I guess I didn't finish on the subject of the lambs last time.  The little premature lamb died, I think she had pnemonia or some such thing as the day before she died her lungs started filling up.  Then we finally had to put Pecan Pie down, he was so crippled up and sick I couldn't bear to see him suffer anymore.  It's always so sad to lose the ones you struggle over with bottles and much time.  The rest of the herd is doing great and the babies are growing fast.  The baby chickens are in with the big chickens now and soon they will be able to roam out of their coop pasture to be free range chickens. 

Pat has most of our garden planted now.  Still have to put the tomatoes and peppers out.  Weather's a bit scary. 

Back to books, my physician's assistant turned me on to Patricia Cornwell's books.  Body Farm should let you know if you want to continue, the heroine is a coroner.  This time she told me I'd like Tess Gerritsen so I have put a few on hold at our Delta County library system (4 different libraries to get books from).  Medical mysteries, she said.  We'll see if I like, if I do she's written a bunch of them. 

Anyway, wacky Spring to you, too.