Twas the week after Christmas...

Twas the week after Christmas and all through the house,
not a creature was stirring not even a mouse.


The cats were both back in their regular chairs,
assured that the child was no longer there.











Things were so different than just days ago,
youngest son and family flew in - in the snow.

Picked them up at the airport with snow falling fast,
shoved the bags in the car and headed home, home at last.










Five days they were here and not nearly enough,

but we packed all our time with such important stuff.




Cuddles and kisses and horsey back rides,
talking and laughing till we had pains in our sides.

The TV was tuned to cartoons quite a lot,
But princesses now, not a single robot.


The noise level rose to the rating of 'clatter',
not the least of which came from Miss Lily's chatter.

She has lots of words - like mo' canny pease,
which of course was the signal for a grandmother squeeze.






Fourteen inches of snow called for coats, gloves and hats,

the snowman was short and square and fat.














Because time passes quickly when we're having fun,
before we were ready the visit was done.

Back to the airport we took our three dears,
and got them checked in with hugs and a few tears.

Then Grandma and Grandad went home to the house,
where not a creature was stirring not even a mouse.

The sheets are all washed the towels are put back,
the house is so quiet - I'm thinking maybe a nap!


Happy New Year to all!!

Merry Christmas!

I am not afraid.....

...and you don't have to be.

We are living in interesting times, to say the least.  I do not remember people being this angry, rude,  frightened, sad and just silly in some cases.  I read of college students who need 'safe spaces', actors and actresses who are quite dramatic (probably an occupational hazard) in their intentions to leave our country or at very least to simply die!  It seems to me that many of these people are seriously afraid.  That many of them truly think this is the worst time of their lives.  I feel sorry for them.  See I am not afraid.  I know how this all ends, I know who is in charge. 

I know that the world is never going to be a perfect place and it will get worse.  I know that there will always be wars  and rumors of wars.  No matter how much we try there will always be poor people and the homeless.  I believe that life on earth is going to become more and more difficult for many.  I believe this is part of the plan.

The Bible says "count it all joy",  because the trials make us grow, deepen our faith and set our anchors.   We are stronger because we are tested.  The goal is to be an example, to tell others why we are not afraid and to share the peace that can be had by all.  God has a plan, he wants us all to be saved, and he provided a way for it to happened.  Then he wrote it all in a book so we would know what was coming.

Don't be afraid, God is sovereign....be thankful and count your blessings!

Happy Thanksgiving!

And remember.......