I asked one of our older members at church if he’d made a snowman before church…
Some call it Easter; some call it Passover, regardless it’s the bittersweet horrendous time when we acknowledge that we are sinners. Today’s post isn’t necessarily about one subject. Especially since it covers two days—at least.
Back two weeks ago on Sunday, I was up in plenty of time to prepare for church. For some reason I was moving at such a slow speed it was time to leave and I wasn’t ready to go.
That set me up for this Sunday. The week before, I had woke up early and thought, no, I can sleep for another thirty minutes easily. Which I did. And even though technically I had enough time. It was the slows that did me in.
This week I woke up more than early and the Lord talked me out of going back to sleep.
Based on the week before, I got up and got ready for church. I also worked a bit at getting ready for the afternoon’s activities.
Passover Sunday is always a free-for-all day. It’s anyone’s guess what the weather will be like, and yesterday wasn’t a disappointment.
It was cold and gray outside. As I’m putting moisturizer on my face in front of my big glass door I think I see something fall from the tree. What, I wonder, was that? It appeared to be a large white item not quite a handkerchief but certainly a slip of notepaper.
I know our squirrels don’t usually drop large white nuts from the tree. Besides, our walnuts have been gone for a long time. Could it have been a Biden bird, dropping what birds drop? Maybe, but…
Shortly thereafter it began in earnest. It looked as if the angels were having a snowball fight with the trees or ground. Big wet snowflakes were thrown at the earth, splat, splat, splat. And it covered the nice green grass and bushes.
I asked one of our older members at church if he’d made a snowman before church and he said he hadn’t and that activity wasn’t on his bucket list.
Our afternoon activity was scheduled to begin at 1:30 to 2:00 and we were pretty close to the start time. We’ve had bigger more fancy meals, but no matter we all had a good time. There was still snow on the ground and I think in the air as the egg-gatherers milled around.
There were several egg-gatherers who went out about forty minutes before the egg-hiders hid eggs. The gatherers didn’t find any eggs at that time. Of course, me being of a contrite bend found that to be hilarious.
All in all, it was an agreeable time for eating and conversation…and gathering eggs.
Today we were back to work. The boys were working at, and got the sawmill up and sawing. Excitement is in my air. Yes, there will be a learning curve, but with a bit of practice…
And the sunshine was busy fighting the wind or the wind fought the clouds, or just dried the ground after the snow disappeared. The sunshine looked nice but the wind wasn’t. And April is running out. We haven’t been able to put plants in the cold frame it has been flat too cold.
Our temperature has gone between seasonal to winter or at least freezing. I guess in the words of the philosopher Some days you’ll have that.
1 Keep thy foot when thou goest to the house of God, and be more ready to hear, than to give the sacrifice of fools: for they consider not that they do evil.
2 Be not rash with thy mouth, and let not thine heart be hasty to utter any thing before God: for God is in heaven, and thou upon earth: therefore let thy words be few.
3 For a dream cometh through the multitude of business; and a fool’s voice is known by multitude of words.
4 When thou vowest a vow unto God, defer not to pay it; for he hath no pleasure in fools: pay that which thou hast vowed.
5 Better is it that thou shouldest not vow, than that thou shouldest vow and not pay.
6 Suffer not thy mouth to cause thy flesh to sin; neither say thou before the angel, that it was an error: wherefore should God be angry at thy voice, and destroy the work of thine hands?
7 For in the multitude of dreams and many words there are also divers vanities: but fear thou God.