It's Sunday night...8.21 to be exact. Eating fresh Colorado peaches - oh are they ever sweet and scrumptious. We returned from our brief but grand trip to Clear Lake early yesterday evening. The unfortunate moments were when a storm blew up and the beautiful sunset was only a dream. Saturday was sunny but rather cool right near the lake and in the shade, but as time crept on the other side of noon, it warmed considerably. Jim and I got lots of walking in from the time we arrived until we left. We even played a game of miniature golf - been in the same family for 46 years - and also visited the Iowa Trolley Park, where we worked! the hand car around a 1/2-mile track. That was fun, but not as easy as it looked and I got a blister on my hand to prove it! We drove around the lake, stopping frequently for exercise - such as sliding down the slide, and picture-taking. When I have more time, I plan to put up a slide show of some of our weekend fun.
Sunday was the day of our church's pre-Labor Day picnic at Cherry Hill park. It used to be held Labor Day weekend, but about 5 years ago it was changed and so far we haven't changed it back. Fellowship, food, fresh air and Bible; what more could you ask. Even a little bit of competition - for the gals we have a rolling pin throw. Gals of all ages can participate - from pre-school through the eldest. I didn't participate this year. You could say I ate too much. And then probably 20 years or so ago, we used to have a hammer throw for the guys, but that got out of hand, so to speak.
This afternoon I worked at the office. Although from the looks of things, especially if you read Monday's Gazette, you might question that - there weren't too many deaths. Ah well, you never know when death comes knocking.
And that brings to mind something else. Death comes, sooner or later, springtime and fall, young and old, fit and unfit. Best be ready. Are you? Reflections on Jesus
It's the journey ... not the destination. ... The journey ... my eyes were opened and I knew Him and my heart was changed. ... Won't you join me in my travels, meandering here and there, journeying within my mind and beyond, on paths great and small, through this world that was created by and belongs to the Lord God Almighty.
Sunday, August 24, 2008
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