43 thoughts on “Our Daily Thread 3-15-18

  1. Today would have been our 32nd wedding anniversary. I have been almost dreading this day, although “dreading” is too dramatic a word for it. The other “firsts” without Hubby have been hard, of course, but this day was about “us” and our marriage. One of the things I keep saying is that, in missing Hubby, I miss “us”.

    At the beginning of the week, I told Nightingale that I thought of maybe having a cake to commemorate the day, but wasn’t sure I wanted to do that, maybe it was a silly idea. She told me that I could do whatever I wanted to observe the day, and if I wanted a cake, I should have a cake. We talked briefly about it again yesterday morning before she left to drive Chickadee back to the McK’s and stop by the grocery store for a couple things. She told me she would buy a cake at the store. (She would usually want to bake one herself, as she loves to bake and is very talented at it, but she had worked a lot of hours over the course of a few days – including a double shift on Sunday – and besides being tired, she’s now sick.)

    Nightingale came home with a cannoli cake and also some items to whip up a quick pasta-and-Italian-sausage dinner, with stuffed mushrooms and garlic bread. (She bought the latter two pre-made, but if she were feeling better, she would have made it all from scratch, as she loves to cook as well as bake. She takes after her father in that.) Although she bought them to make today, we decided to have the dinner last night, since she works today and had more time yesterday.

    The Boy took two crayons, one of them red for my favorite color, and wrapped them together with a pipe cleaner. They represent Mimi and Papa cuddling. 🙂

    So today I am on my own, with Nightingale at work and The Boy at school, but I’m glad about that. It is a hard day. I wept more this morning than I have in a while (I still cry, but usually not as hard as I did this morning), and I’m sure there will be more tears to come.

    One thing I am going to do is watch this week’s episode of NCIS, which we enjoyed watching together. It was his favorite show.

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  2. Well, I noticed somebody else took fifty seven last night. Though it is an important number to a few of us, it is probably at least as important to Chas. At least, he had a say in it mattering.

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  3. We had a doctor fired here a few days ago. He had been working around here for twenty eight and a half years and was dearly loved by his patients. He always put patients and there needs first. He was known for giving people rides home from the hospital when they did not have a lift upon release (nearly an hour’s drive). One guy said the guy’s dad had an appt but when he arrived at the clinic they were full up with emergencies so he asked to be rescheduled. Instead, this doc went to his home after work and did the physical then. Just constantly going out of his way to help his people in their health. Anyway, one of my neighbor’s was in the hospital dying. His wife was with him, of course. He had been struggling with ill health for over fifteen years, including cancer, hip replacements,etc. The insurance company said they had to leave as they had declined further treatment. The financial people came to break the news and the doc did not accept it well. He said they would not be leaving as long as he was there and she could climb into bed with her husband and the hospital would not kick them out. He died shortly after and the doc was terminated.


  4. Lizzie, prayers for you today.

    NCIS this week was good, you’ll enjoy it. I think the numerous new characters rotating through have helped change it up and enliven things a bit. Wonder how much longer the series will last, though, it’s really been on for a lot of years. Still a decent offering most weeks, though.

    My cousin and I were laughing on the phone last night about how we never used to watch TV and now we’re watching more of it (in her case, she’s really “stuck” at home prepping for hip replacement surgery in a week and the doctors have cautioned her to stay away from crowds and to try not to go out as they don’t want her catching anything).

    We had some rain again last night, it’s all good for us. I’m waiting to see if my wildflowers are going to sprout, I think I see some new growth of green leafy areas that might be them …

    There was a coyote bite on a 5-year-old yesterday at California State U Los Angeles, authorities shot the animal but it ran off so they’re trying to find it now on the campus. Students have reported 3 coyotes acting more aggressive than usual. Hopefully not rabies, but either way that little boy will have go through the shots as a precaution.

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  5. You can’t “like” the 10:43
    In 1957 I graduated from USC and married Elvera Collins a week later. And we moved from Columbia to Fort Worth three months later.

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  6. Sorry to hear about the doctor, mumsee. A lot of old-style doctors are chafing under the rapidly changing system that has more restrictions imposed both by insurance companies and now by government.

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  7. Holding you close in prayer Kizzie…we love you….
    Mumsee that is a what my Mother would say “cutting yer nose off to spite yer face” sort of situation….what in the world are they thinking? Well I suppose they aren’t and that is the crux of the matter….sad….

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  8. Kim, I’m not familiar with the book though it certainly has a compelling title. I did a search online (I always find it helpful to look at critical reviews if I’m not sure about a book & its theological soundness) and found this:



    … Ultimately, Goliath Must Fall is a book that gives readers an unsustainable faith. There are many words, yet most of it consists of hollowness that will leave readers feeling empty because it never establishes the true principles of the gospel. If it did, readers could be hopeful and see just how these allegorical giants could be conquered. If you are struggling and looking for a book that gets to the root of the issue, I would instead suggest looking to a book like Edward Welch’s “Side by Side” as a better alternative.


  9. This was the book he recommends instead (and Welch, the author, is pretty good, I’ve read some other things of his but not this):


  10. Sad about the doctor. I am old enough to have experienced how much our medical care has gone down hill. It is sad. We see the same with some good teachers; even teachers of the year being let go because of seniority.


  11. Once when I was in high school and visiting a buddy, his dog bit me. My friend’s father was a doctor, a general practicitioner. Dr. Wolfe wasn’t home at the time, but when he heard about the dog bite he called my folks and had them bring me over to his house to get a tetanus shot. I guess that’s sort of a reverse house call, going to the doctor’s house. But it was a nice chance to visit my friend again.

    My father liked Dr. Wolfe so much that he switched me and my siblings from our pediatrician to Dr. Wolfe. Dad had been frustrated with the pediatrician and looking for a better doctor for us.

    That was probably in 1972.


  12. On Facebook, I came across something I had shared a few years ago. As I shared it (a quote from John Piper) again, I wrote that it had been meaningful to me then, and is even more meaningful to me now. Then I wrote it in an email to myself to look at and remind myself now and then.

    “WEEP deeply
    Over the life you hoped would be.
    Grieve the losses.

    Then wash your face.
    And embrace the life you have.”

    I’m good at the first part, and working on the second. 🙂

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  13. I haven’t seen it before and I went back and can’t fine Waldo.

    Karen (@ 2L33), I have been immensely blessed because my life is much better than this scrawny, ugly guy with no skills in 1949 ever thought it would be.

    Not being modest here. It’s really so. If there was anyone who didn’t see a future, it was me.
    People have said to me, “Thank you for your service.” I went into the AF as a scrawny dumb kid. I came out a S/Sgt who was headed for college.
    I was shy and clumsy around girls, but found a jewel.
    I remember the incident. I was a sgt (3 stripe) walking down the street in Holyoke Mass. I saw something in a store window and it occurred to me that I could buy that if I wanted it.

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  14. I am not unique it this. I have a nephew who, if he has stayed in Md., would have wound up in jail. But, on a whim, he joined the Marines. He stayed in seven years then got out and went to college. He has a Master’s now, is married living somewhere in Colorado and is doing well..

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  15. Chas- Waldo is a small ground squirrel in the middle of the picture. Look between all the green, mossy rocks. They seem to be pointing right at him.


  16. I learn a lot hanging around here. I was about to correct Peter and tell him Waldo is a chipmunk, not a squirrel. Then I looked it up and learned that the chipmunk is a kind of ground squirrel? I always thought chipmunks and squirrels were two different things.

    At least I’ve learned to look things up before embarrassing myself.

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  17. And they’re still buying up more papers.


    The Boston Herald was just bought out of bankruptcy by Digital First, causing Joshua Benton, writing in the Boston Globe, to offer a stark analysis:

    “Just short of setting the place on fire, being bought by Digital First is about the worst outcome possible,” he writes. “It’s less the Herald being saved than the Herald being stripped for parts.”


  18. I found this and sent it on to a friend going through tough times


    How to Pray When Life Falls Apart
    MARCH 25, 2016 | Vaneetha Rendall Risner


    In the midst of broken dreams and riveting pain, how should we pray?

    Should we pray for healing and deliverance, believing that we just need to ask, because God can do anything? Or should we relinquish our desires to God, trusting that even in our anguish he has the perfect plan for us?


    When life falls apart, God invites us to do both. …

    … I’ve begged God to heal friends, save family members, and give clarity, and he has answered “yes.” But I’ve also pleaded with God to save my dying son, heal my escalating disease, and bring back my husband, and he said “no.” So even though I don’t know how he will answer, my Father still bids me to earnestly petition him for the things I desire.

    Not My Will, But Yours

    Jesus finally relinquishes his will to God’s. When denied his desire, Jesus accepts the decision completely. He stumbles to his execution without murmur or complaint.

    This relinquishment isn’t easy for me. When I keep God at a distance, I can stay detached without expectations. But if I draw near to him and truly believe he can change the situation, I can start to clutch the outcome I want. I may verbalize “Your will be done,” but I’m whiteknuckling my own will.

    God often has to pry my fingers off my desired outcome. Though I’ve felt devastated by his “no’s,” as I submit to his will—often with disappointment and tears—he assures me he’s working for my good. I see only part of the picture. He has a purpose in his denials.

    The Father said “no” to the Son. And that “no” brought about the greatest good in all of history.

    God is not capricious. If he says “no” to our requests he has a reason, perhaps 10,000. We may never know the reasons in this life, but one day we’ll see them all. For now, we must trust that his refusals are always his mercies to us. …

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