April 25, 2021 a thought for the day, There are old men of three years old and children of a hundred. Japanese Proverb

The minister we had today is another who, in my opinion,  “feels” the message. She paints a picture of a bible reading that makes you sense an image and what it would feel and look like today. Then she adds bits of an event that did happen “today” (in this era of time) that fits like a puzzle to the message she is conveying. You don’t nod off when these words are surrounding you. You feel it, you acknowledge it in every part of your being. That’s the renewal I look for each week. That’s a big part of the strength that keeps belief alive. We have a small variety of a different ministers/reverends/pastors in our church each week at this point in time. There are two who are regulars for us who in particular convey this type of feeling for me. 

The photo challenge for yesterday was “triangle”. I shot yield signs, direction markers in the street and this one. The guide cables on the water tower at Westgate Park as the formed several triangles. 

I wanted to make a couple of quick detours on my way home. One for sustenance (as if I am in desperate need of such), so a stop at McDonalds, one in a search for my photo of the day as well as the kind that offers up the exercise of thought into deeper meanings (my now daily search for “discards”) and a one last stop to pick up some of my sister’s meds.  

It is a laid back day (Sunday day of rest) so there is not much on the agenda for the rest of the day. 

I have hooked up another computer next to my main one. I was losing connections to my USB ports on my old computer so I hooked up my laptop to help keep the old timer (computer, not me) on its toes.

There are a couple of things on the calendar that will keep us on the move next week, nothing too time consuming just a little more activity than a “normal” week. 

Oh....I had a wonderful, wonderful experience last night. One part of my family are living a traveling distance from me so seeing them in person is limited and far between visits. I haven’t been able to “see” them for what seems like a very long time. Last night they called me for a virtual/visual visit. I got to see the kids and watch a few minutes of their growth to pack away in my memory file. The photo I have added is one their mom sent me, she sends me some every couple of days or so. 

The word today is touch.  Have a heart that never hardens, and a temper that never tires, and a touch that never hurts. Charles Dickens.  And he that strives to touch the stars, Oft stumbles at a straw. Edmund Spenser.  There is no great genius without some touch of madness. Aristotle.    One touch of nature makes the whole world kin. William Shakespeare.  His heart was like a sensitive plant, that opens for a moment in the sunshine, but curls up and shrinks into itself at the slightest touch of the finger, or the lightest breath of wind. Anne Bronte. There are four Powers: memory and intellect, desire and covetousness. The two first are mental and the others sensual. The three senses: sight, hearing and smell cannot well be prevented; touch and taste not at all. Leonardo da Vinci. Prayer is omnipotent: its breath can melt adamantine rocks - its touch can break the stoutest chains. William Lloyd Garrison. One touch of nature makes the whole world kin. William Shakespeare. Love is when you don't have to be with another person to touch their heart! Torquato Tasso.  The great object of Education should be commensurate with the object of life. It should be a moral one; to teach self-trust: to inspire the youthful man with an interest in himself; with a curiosity touching his own nature; to acquaint him with the resources of his mind, and to teach him that there is all his strength, Ralph Waldo Emerson.

The photo theme for today is “ugly location”. I went on a drive by type excursion of selected areas to try to find something “ugly”. Of course there are always alleys’ where the provided trash receptacles seem to get missed and things land on the ground. There are many areas of decline in large cities that seem to get missed when it comes to clean up. 

This article is about a grandfather holding his grand daughter for the first time. There are feelings akin to some mentioned in this article that come along when holding a furry “child” too. He mentioned the exquisiteness of life and holding it close. He also said the novelty of each new life that comes into our lives never wears off (these are the ones I mentioned relate to the furry kind too).  In talking about his new grand child he couldn’t believe the weight from watching her lying there to when he held her in his arms and how much they squirm and arch their backs. He remembered the fact that babies cry when unfamiliar people are around them. He thinks she cried just a little when he picked her up because of the position change. She likes to be held like a football he said, face down, stomach resting on the forearm. His thoughts as a grandfather were such....her fists hit at the pages as he read to her signaling, in his opinion, that she was going to be an “avid reader”. This baby was born during the pandemic so he wouldn’t even consider going to a crowded gym or party to chance bringing the virus home. He went on to say he is retired so doesn’t have to worry about being out among crowds. He related that they are like “exotic little plants, species unknown, and the best we can do is figure out what best makes them thrive”. And further, that contributing to that process ..... is a privilege”. 

I don’t know  which we choose tonight but it will be carry out, taco bell or KFC or something else. 

Joy

Here is an other of my “discards”. I makes me think left behind and alone after being part of fun and cheer.