Tuesday, March 17, 2015

Psoaring thru Psalms

Top of the Mornin' to ya! Happy St. Patrick's Day! This is the day that the Lord has made and we will be glad and rejoice in it! We have another day of sun and beautiful weather to enjoy. My yard guys were here yesterday, and blew the porch and everything clean of the oak seeds, and so far, no more seeds have fallen, so maybe the trees have quit shedding!

This morning I heard a sound I could not identify, so looked out the front windows and saw a wrecker across the street with Cheryl's suv on it. As soon as it left, I called to ask her what was going on and she said she had had the oil changed in her car and after she came home she noticed a large oil spill in her garage. Thinking the mechanic may have left the plug out, she called AAA and had it towed back to the garage this morning. Then I noticed when she left for work, she was driving her car, so I will have to wait until she comes home this afternoon to see what was wrong. Just a little neighborhood vignette.

I watched DWTS last night to see Noah Galloway dance. He's the veteran who lost his left arm above the elbow and left leg above the knee, when a bomb exploded the Humvee he was in. Since then, he has become a motivational speaker and personal trainer, plus other activities. I don't expect him to win , but he is certainly determined and an inspiration to all. It was amazing to see what he can do because he does not want special treatment.

Well, people, I did my ironing yesterday. If you have been reading this blog for very long, you know how much I dislike ironing...well, not really dislike, just would rather do something else, like read, instead of ironing. I did not have much, and it only took me about fifteen minutes, so I "got 'er done!" Yay, me!

I spent a few minutes on the porch yesterday, watching the squirrels, because the day was so beautiful, with a nice, cool breeze blowing. God is good!

From the Promise Bible NLT:

Psalm 147:7-11

Sing out your thanks to the Lord;
sing praises to our God, accompanied by harps.
He covers the heavens with clouds,
provides rain for the earth,
and makes the green grass grow in mountain pastures.
He feeds the wild animals and the young
ravens cry to him for food.

The strength of a horse does not impress him;
how puny in his sight is the strength of a man;
Rather, the Lord's delight is in those who honor him,
those who put their hope in his unfailing love.

I always give thanks for you, remembering you in my prayers with thanksgiving, joy and love!
Love and hugs,

 Amaryllis (it isn't easy being green!, Ask Kermit )