Good morning, Dear Friends and Prayer Partners! This is the day that the Lord has made and we will rejoice and be glad in it! It is really a beautiful morning, with lots of sunshine, blue skies and a few puffy white clouds here and there. We had an earlier rain yesterday, coming in the early afternoon, instead of later, and the lawn had just been mowed, so that was good timing.
I spent over an hour in the doctor's office again, trying to get the BP regulated. I got so cold! I should know by now to take a sweater with me, even though it is 98 outside! And today, I have my last radiation treatment on my nose. I will probably get a small potted plant because they always give one to their "graduates". It's a nice place, but I hope I don't have to go there any more.
Well, I have a tiny, baby lizard in the house again. I saw it high on the wall by the front door as I was turning out the lights last night. I knew he would be too quick for me, so I didn't even try to catch him. Hope he gets out soon, though, because he is doomed if he stays in here. On the way back from the oncology place, I saw lots of ibis pecking around the large retention pond. but no roseates. Boo. I was disappointed. I went to the park, and saw a woodstork all huddled up. That was strange, because they are not usually here this time of year. The weeds are getting higher and higher with all this rain, but the shrub trimmer crew was there, and going around to all the lower shrubs and trimming them. I am kind of surprised because just about all plants that require trimming have been eliminated. Oh, well, one thing for sure, God is good!!
From The Message:
1 Corinthians 13 The Way of Love;
If i speak with human eloquence and angelic ecstasy ut don't love, I'm nothing but the creaking of a rusty gate.
If I speak God's Word with power, revealing all his mysteries and making everything plain as day, and if I have faith that says to a mountain, "jump" and it jumps, but I don't love, I'm nothing.
If I give everything I own to the poor and even go to the stake to be burned a a martyr, but I don't love, I've gotten nowhere. So, nomatter what I say, what I velieve, and what I do, I'm bankrupt without love,
Love never gives up.
Love cares more for others than for self.
Love doesn't want what it doesn' have.
Love doesn't strut.
Love doesn't have a swelled head.
Doesn't force itself on others.
Isn't always "me first".
Doesn't fly off the handle.
Doesn't keep score of the sins of others.
Doesn't revel when others grovel.
Takes pleasure in the flowering of truth.
Puts up with anything.
Trusts God always.
Always looks for the best.
Never looks back.
But keeps going to the end.
Love never dies. Inspired speech will be over some day, praying in tongues will end, understanding will reach it limit. We know only a portion of the truth, and what we say about God is always incomplete. But when the Complete arrives, our incompletes will be canceled.
When I was an infant at my mother's breast, I gurgled and cooed like any infant. When I grew up, I left those infant ways for good.
We don't yet see things clearly. We're squinting in a fog, peering through a mist. But it won't be long before the weather clears and the sun shines bright! We'll see it all then, see it all as clearly as God sees us, knowing him directly as as he knows us!
But for right now, until that completeness, we have three things to do to lead us toward that consummation; Trust steadily in God, Hope unswervingly, love extravagantly. And the best of the three is love. (Amen)
I always give thanks for you, remembering you in my prayers with thanksgiving, joy and love!
Love and hugs,
Amaryllis
