Is it hump day already? Where has this week gone? It is flying by, and so has this summer. This weekend is Labor Day, the “official” end of summer.😢 I like fall and all it’s rich colors, and I LOVE Christmas, but I HATE cold. I freeze all the time, even yesterday I had the heat on under my desk at work. You can imagine how well I do in the winter.
I have still got Billy Preston stuck in my brain this morning. If you have no idea what I am talking about, check out yesterday’s post. Haha But, don’t say you haven’t been warned. I finally got around to checking out the weather forecast for Panama City, Florida for this upcoming weekend. It is not looking good, as it looks like we might get some rain. Joe just laughed when I told him, and said it rains down there almost everyday, don’t worry about it. That is a role reversal, I am usually the optimistic one, not him. Lol!
Happy Monday y’all. I am in my countdown phase for my BIG trip this weekend. I am sure you are already sick of hearing me talk about it, but you are going to be sicker before this week ends. Lol! I am super excited!!! Because I work in an industry that is busiest in the summer months, I don’t get a lot of vacation time when it is hot. A trip to Panama City Beach is going to be wonderful, probably scorching hot, but wonderful!
How many of you have uttered the words, “I will say a prayer for you?” I know I have said that many times, and I try to stop whatever I am doing at the time, and say a prayer. I don’t want to get busy and forget to pray for someone after I have said I would. But these are prayers said in private. These are words whispered at night when I go to bed. I have never prayed in front of anyone.
One of the first things I learned when I became President of our local woman’s club, was to always ask the person you had in mind to perform a task. If you wanted someone to lead the Pledge of Allegiance To The Flag, then you should ask them before the meeting to make sure they were fine with that. However, when Bertha became President a couple years later, she didn’t get that memo. At the beginning of the meeting, we will have a Thought For The Day, have prayer, and then eat a light meal before the “real” meeting starts. Bertha said, “Tania, will you lead us in prayer?” I was thrown for a loop, I stammered, NO! I just froze.
Typing is one thing, but talking is completely different. I had a hot spot on my Thyroid. I know you are thinking what does this have to do with prayer. The doctors decided that my over active hot spot would have to be radiated. The plan was to “kill” the hot spot and leave the rest of my thyroid alone. That is not what happened. Now I have to take thyroid medicine daily. One of the symptoms of thyroid issues has to do with memory and words. I can be talking to you and need to say the word telephone. I can tell you that you can make calls with this object, that you talk to people through it, but the word “telephone” will not come to mind. This is extremely uncomfortable when you are talking to anyone, you feel like an idiot. So saying a prayer, that is not one that has been memorized, is terrifying for me.
In a devotional this week, a lady was talking about someone being at her home do some odd jobs. After talking to this young man, she felt the uncomfortable nudge from the Lord to ask the young man if she could pray for him. He responded yes! She fought down the uncomfortable feeling, and did what she felt was prompted. In the end the young man was blessed, but so was she.
I am still working on my prayer life. I talk to the Lord as I would my father, my best friend, and my confidante. He knows me, and I am striving to know him. I ask for him to open my eyes and my heart. And I ask what I can do for him, what would please him.
Maybe in the future, I will be able to say a prayer out loud. But, until then, I will say a prayer for you in private.
I hope you have a blessed day.
If you read my post from yesterday, then you know I was on the road most of yesterday. It takes me 5 hours, without stopping (which never happens) to get back to my hometown of Livingston, Tennessee. I traveled back home to watch my oldest child be inducted into the football Hall of Fame for Livingston Academy. It was very cool, sitting in the stands and listening to the announcer tell all about his accomplishments. But, since I am such a ditz, I left my “good” camera in the truck and was stuck taking photos with my phone. That would have been alright, if I had been smart enough to record what the announcer was saying. At least I get “Mom” points for traveling so far to see the induction.
Did you gurls know that my mantra for the blog is, “Age Is An Attitude?” Well, it is! But for today’s post, we are going with, “Life Is Peachy!” I like this almost as much. You already know that I think color affects (was this the correct usage) our moods, but so does your attitude. What is your normal answer if someone asks you how you are? Do you reply, “I’m fine, how about you?” Or do you list your ailments and afflictions to anyone who will listen? Neither answer changes the circumstances, but one can probably change your mood.
As much as I hate it, it is time to give summer the cold shoulder. The past few mornings it has been almost nippy, with just a touch of coolness in the air. I have even noticed that it is starting to get that “crisp” look that comes in the fall. I need to go through my closet and see if there is any summer clothing that I need to wear before making the full transition to fall mode.
I am coming to you with beach waves in my hair, and beach colors in my clothing. However, I am still here in little old Grundy, Virginia instead of being at the beach with the BFF’s. They are sending me updates daily, and pictures of their adventure. Since Ashleigh is here, I didn’t get to go play with them, but I wouldn’t change a thing. Because I am trying to be a good friend, I am wishing them sunshine and no rain.Â
Happy Monday everyone! I hope each of you have a great weekend. Mine was hectic, but filled with lots of laughter. I loved seeing my daughter, I can’t beleive it has been January since she was in the last time. After 10 minutes or so, it was like she had never left. It will take several weeks after she leaves for Joe and I to get over missing her. You get so used to having her in the house, and then all of a sudden the house seems empty.
Some colors just brings a smile to my face, and one of those is the color pink. Blue makes my eyes show up better, but pink makes my attitude better. Everybody needs a little pink in their lives.