some of my art stuff
frustrated that my old journal entries are gone. Maybe I can find them
Yesterday handed loaf of bread over the back wall to the neighbor.
Nicole’s study Breanna came over. She is a musical genius. So much fun watching her play drums and keyboards and be fascinated with all of it.
Realizing that after talking to Weston, or rather listening to Sue, describe my life to him, I have made much more progress, moving through the grief over my health diagnosis
Sunday I was able to go out in service for the first time since the Memorial campaign. The past two Memorial campaigns are the only times I’ve been out from door-to-door since the pandemic started.
Two friends in our group came by after Sue and I had time to wake up on our own schedule and get ready. We only did 3 doors, but found someone home at each: a friendly child who we told we’d come when her parents weren’t busy, a woman getting ready for church, but obviously not in a hurry when we told her how beautiful her house was, and the house in between:
The woman came to the door and after shushing the dogs came outside. The young sister I was with started a friendly conversation about concerns regarding the world’s sitution (a wonderful and impressive example of how we’ve been instructed to approach people) and the woman took the ball from there. We shared 1 Timothy 3, and then shifted the conversation to a hope for the future, and Jeremiah 29:11.
She commented that she knew “he” was coming back, but we don’t know when. I gave her a contact card and said that this website was filled with Bible-based articles, and that she could search for that very thought, “when will Jesus return?” and find scriptural answers. She was amazed.
She mentioned that she used to love to read the Bible but all the “thees” and “thous” they used back when it was written (I said nothing, but it was hard) made it hard to understand, but she’d noticed that when we read scriptures, it made sense. She was delighted to know that very version of the Bible was right there on the same website. She was eager to go see it.
She declined another visit, because her husband was absolutely not a believer and she didn’t want to create a difficult situation. But we got a clear impression she was humble, and hungry for spiritual things.
I’ve been praying fervently to have a conversation with someone about spiritual things, to be able to make a scriptural point, to speak to a reasonable person who really wanted to learn. That was only one of my prayers that Jehovah answered during the past week.
It’s been a good week, it has.
one month into using the spa and I’ve lost 15 pounds of water
desperately missing Sue while she is away in the mountains on her caregiver’s retreat.
One of the challenges of rebuilding the warmth and intimacy of our marriage
Because in the past couple years, I would probably have focused more on enjoying my time alone