Got a couple of comments about the last posting. John commented, “You ARE nuts!” Like he KNEW the perfume wouldn’t work without even having to think about it, huh! Didn’t that sweet little skunk, Peppi-Le’Pu, in the old time cartons win everyone’s heart? So, maybe, just maybe, compost - I mean Homestead - perfume could work….
As always, my Faithful Friend can put a positive spin on anything! So you don’t have to go back to the last posting to read the comment, here’s her comment -
“I do so love it when I check your blog and find a new entry! One of the reasons you are my friend, Debbie Joy, is because you tell me what’s on your mind. Your joy and eye for the things most of us miss in daily life never ceases to amaze me! ” That’s because I halucenate!!!
Which is the perfect lead in to the newest book I’m reading - Seeing Things by Patti Hill. First of all, if you’ve never read Patti Hill’s books you’re missing a delightful author who is amazingly real. She even shared her coconut cake recipe with me for Thanksgiving a few years ago. Can you imagine, an author taking time to email me a recipe, especially during the holidays? She did.
The book cover is enough to sell me. It has a Yellow Lab on it. I’m a sucker for anything that has a Lab on it. I once even bought a book I didn’t want just cause it had two dogs on it, not even Labs, but almost as awesome. Just so you don’t get stuck at the cover, here’s an excerpt from the book -
“I’m not so sure about this,” said Suzanne, creasing the newspaper sharply in half. “I’d hate to see Fletcher caught up in something that would compromise him intellectually. What’s the point (of going to church- added for clarificatin)?”
Andy took a breath, but I beat him at the conversational draw. Let the record show I spoke matter-of-factly, although my heart raced feverishly. “I go to church because I’m dumb as an ox, charging through life angry and scared. Church is the place where my heart gets back on track. I’m reminded what’s important about life and eternity. I arrive feeling like the world is crumbling under my feet and leave knowing I stand on a Rock.” You can bet I was glad I’d read Psalm 73 that morning. Pg.64
I’m not even half way through the book and already am mourning the thought of turning the last page.
I just read through a series published by Guide Posts Publishers called Chapel Inn Tales. I forget how many books were in the series - 8 or 9?? I read all our little library had. They are light reading with some really good zingers in them. Psalm 130:5 was renewed to me from that series.
I finished the third in the Beach House series by Trisha Perry, Beach Dreams. It was good but not as deep as the first two in the series by Sally John. That book left me with the question of when I pray for God’s will in my life am I praying to accept whatever His will is or am I praying, hoping/trying to change His will? That tied in with the scripture I’ve had on my fridge for close to 10 years - Jer. 29:11 “For I know the plans I have for you…” I read that every day and not once did I think to ask if my plans for my life match His plans??? and since God has plans for my life, are my plans redundant? I’m not saying I haven’t been trying to live a God-lead life, but I just never asked the specific question ‘what is your plan for my life?’ Kind of like the man who acted on his love for his wife all his life, but just never SAID the words. (maybe John is right; maybe I am nuts to even think all this stuff.) On that statement I’ll fast forward again.
I can’t believe it’s already Sept. 1 - I am so grateful July and Aug. are over and the heat has broken for awhile. I hope for good, but it’s not unusual to have a hot Sept. here in Tx. We’ll see what pans out but for right now it’s perfect weather to curl up on the porch swing (after checking for snakes) with a good book …. need any suggestions?