1-1-11

Give your entire attention to what God is doing right now, and don’t get worked up about what may or may not happen tomorrow. God will help you deal with whatever hard things come up when the time comes. Matthew 6:33-34 (The Message)

How could I not blog today when it is 1-1-11? A number one day according to the calendar! The New Year started out a little rough. We invited friends over for New Year’s Eve, but due to a flu epidemic in our community and most of our friends being exhausted from helping with a funeral all day, we stayed home alone. Both boys were out with the promise that they would go one place and stay there all night so husband and I had the house to ourselves. Yes! It was quiet and dark and we planned on sleeping through the New Year. But, our neighbors decided to have a fireworks display last night that equaled what some small municipalities put on. They must have spent a fortune on those explosives. Unfortunately for us, we couldn’t see them for the trees, but wow, could we hear them. The rush of fireworks heading into the sky sounded like it was right outside our bedroom window. The dogs were terrified. Sky actually curled into a little ball behind the bathroom door and had her head tucked under her paws. It looked like she was covering her ears. As I went out on the porch trying to see what I imagined must have looked like the invasion of Normandy, I saw Trucker racing around the pasture. He is home alone this weekend, too, as his buddies went camping. That means he is scared and lonely and getting mineral oil mixed in with his dinner to keep his stomach from clogging up and making him colic. So, midnight found me standing in my pajamas in the pasture trying to calm my wild eyed horse. We slept in until 8:30, checked in to make sure the boys were okay and worked out in the garage until lunch time. I like it when husband and I are both in the garage together. He works on a car or some other project while I cut and arrange glass. The time passed quickly and soon, we were due at my folks for prime rib, mashed potatoes, black eyed peas and cornbread. Yum, but after that heavy meal at lunchtime, I was ready for a nap. I think my parents were glad to have us all there, and youngest son took the opportunity to make two big announcements. He asked his girlfriend to marry him last night and she said yes! And he is joining the army reserves. Guess which one I am happy about and which one not so happy. My mother started to cry. I think it is over the military and not the marriage! At least I hope so. As I go into this New Year, I have some choices about how I will accept the changes that are bound to come. I can hide behind the bathroom door and whimper, I can race around in a panic or I can remember that God is in control and everything will be okay. Happy New Year!