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A modest journal. |
| My life's ups and downs... |
| Thursday, March 24, 2011, 10:44pm Today has been peaceful. The Lord is with me. Holy Spirit cover me, keep me safe, help me to move gracefully into the next phase of my life. I want to fulfill Your calling. Amen. |
| Sunday, March 20, 2011, 10:22pm Have had a somewhat fullfilling weekend... Went to the laundro-mat yesterday and took a walk down by the bay... down by the sea. Got up this morning and went to church. Was so glad to be there. I am going to their lasagna supper on Wednesday, Lord willing. Going to put it on my calendar as a reminder. Last week I sent an e-mail to a lady who teaches pottery classes. I had an e-mail from her this morning... Glad to be moving in a more social direction. God bless! -Kim |
| Saturday, March 19, 2011, 7:09am The weekend is here, and I am wondering what to do with myself today... I am going to list activities that I do and do not like here: I do not like to shop. I do not like to be alone all the time. I do like to hike, swim, be part of a group activity such as bowling, shooting pool, playing chess, checkers, cards. I definitely llike adventure, which there isn't much of in my life right now. =( |
| Wednesday, March 16, 2011, 7:08am As I sit here, an arrow of pain pierces my right lower back... then subsides. Cool air creeps through the open door... touching my fingers and arms, and I am surrounded by a symphony of sound, differing birds... calling. I wonder... one thing all living things have in common --- communication, a social existence. When peace, like a river, attendeth my way, When sorrows like sea billows roll; Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say, It is well, it is well, with my soul. Refrain: It is well, with my soul, It is well, it is well, with my soul. Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come, Let this blest assurance control, That Christ has regarded my helpless estate, And hath shed His own blood for my soul. My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought! My sin, not in part but the whole, Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more, Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul! For me, be it Christ, be it Christ hence to live: If Jordan above me shall roll, No pang shall be mine, for in death as in life Thou wilt whisper Thy peace to my soul. But, Lord, ’tis for Thee, for Thy coming we wait, The sky, not the grave, is our goal; Oh, trump of the angel! Oh, voice of the Lord! Blessed hope, blessed rest of my soul! And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight, The clouds be rolled back as a scroll; The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend, Even so, it is well with my soul. Horatio G. Spafford, 1873 |
| Monday, March 14, 2011, 9:10pm I got a pot for my new bamboo plant --- one without holes. =) I also potted two other plants this evening. That's the kind of thing I can definitely see myself doing when I retire... potting plants, making pottery, using my hands to create beauty. |
| Saturday, March 12, 2011, 7:44pm Are you lonesome, tonight?   I can name that tune in... I am lonesome tonight and would definitely relish company and conversation. |
| Finally Friday, March 3, 2011, 7:11am Most --- if not all --- of us in the working world are always glad when Friday rolls around... (Statement of the year, I guess --- right?) I've been staying up later than usual... making it more and more difficult to get myself up in the morning. I need to knock it off. If I don't get in bed by 10pm, getting up in the morning is a struggle. I like to be up by at least 6am, which gives me ample time to read my bible and then screw around on the computer before readying for work. It's nice and cool here this morning. Whenever possible, I open the patio door for my kitty... and I enjoy it too though sometimes I need to wrap myself up to stay warm. |
| Thursday, March 10, 2011, 6:29am I just love it when I am near the end of a blog entry and the computer, upon finishing updates, decides to reboot! Smells have been bothering me. We're under construction at the office tower where I work, and yesterday there was a pervasive fusel oil type smell---so strong, my nose was bothering me and the back of my throat was burning. Not good. We get a reduction in rent for staying during renovations, but I am wondering if it's worth the health risk. Really, I did not want to be there yesterday --- big distraction. We are getting a new computerized dictation system. Nice. I have one here at home that I bo't a few years back so that I could work from home ---- which never panned out by the way. So, I'm not afraid... actually like the idea. We had tornadoes sweeping through here yesterday morning. Scary. The view from the office tower was amazing --- dark and forboding almost all the way down to the horizon, where there was a distinct division of white and black, with a line going all the way around the bottom like a stripe. The rumbling thunder made it even more cool. Glad we were safe. Then on the way home... minding my own business, this guy drives up beside me and gives me the "big middle finger," with an angry snarl on his big mean face. I'm like, What the heck? Guess I shouldn't have tossed that apple core overboard... that's the only thing I could think of. Didn't have anything to eat all day; so, I ate my apple on the way home and tossed the core. |
| FAT TUESDAY, March 8, 2011, 12:39pm I am enjoying all Alabama has to offer (in an isolated sort of way) because I may not pass this way again. Today is FAT TUESDAY. "Mardi" means "Tuesday" and "Gras" means "fat" --- and there you have it. Slept in until 9am this morning. I've had the windows and my back door open since I woke up. The fresh air is breezy, invigorating. I've spent some time on the computer this morning... trying to make myself better. You can never overcome something without facing it head-on; and that is exactly what I am doing. The maintenance guy was here yesterday because since my backup, drainage problems, there is a bothersome smell in my apartment that needs to go away. He did some things yesterday, but it is still here. Sent another e-mail to the management so they can get it fixed. THE SERENITY PRAYER God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change; courage to change the things I can; and wisdom to know the difference. Living one day at a time; Enjoying one moment at a time; Accepting hardships as the pathway to peace; Taking, as He did, this sinful world as it is, not as I would have it; Trusting that He will make all things right if I surrender to His Will; That I may be reasonably happy in this life and supremely happy with Him Forever in the next. Amen. --Reinhold Niebuhr In loving memory of Fr Bertram Griffin -- 1932-2000 Requiescat in Pace Trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge him, and he will direct your paths. Proverbs 3:5-6 |
| Sunday, March 6, 2011, 8:26am Dreamt my mother died. It was so real and vivid that I catch myself thinking that my dad is all alone now. Very strange. In the dream, mom got sick and was hospitalized on a Friday and then died on Saturday. It was so unreal. I actually felt the grief and still do. You never understand what it is like to lose a parent until you lose one. That dream made it so real for me. Called her this morning. She is fine, of course. But that is exactly how it was in the dream --- she was fine --- and then she was dead. God help me get my butt to church this morning. You know I need the fellowship. Holy Spirit, help me get there. |
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