God has a sense of humor. Have you looked at some people? They look like their dogs. What about ostriches - when they get upset they bury their heads in the sand. Now THAT makes things go away - NOT! And when I prayed to get out of the 170's, He allowed me to have a stomach/intestinal bug. Yep, I'm in the 160's now.....at least until I resume regular eating.
I'm not blaming God for the nasty bug, I'm speaking tongue-in-cheek. (I explain because the written word doesn't properly convey tone and inflections)
I am grateful that the illness seems to be passing, pardon the pun, and I've survived. I'm grateful that it wasn't something truly serious. I'm thankful because God loves me very much and sometimes allows things to happen that are thoroughly unpleasant because they are a part of His overall plan. He is in complete control and everything that happens to me is filtered through His loving fingers. I am engraved in the palm of His hand - what a wonderful image!
We are currently getting our 3rd snow storm of the week...highly unusual for us. Earlier this week the storms mixed with rain, etc., and were particular ugly for driving. Today's 2-4 inches of snow are supposed to be just snow. We don't have any plans to go anywhere, and thus can just look out the windows and enjoy the sight.
Last winter we got a total of about 12 inches of snow - again, very unusual. It looks like we're going to have an entirely different kind of winter this year, and frankly, I'm glad. Last year was so mild it didn't kill off the ticks, etc., and we really didn't get a good start on the needed precipitation. I think that's ALL going to change. Brrr.
Mind you, I love living here (in spite of a state legislature that resembles our national one that does nothing), and I absolutely love having four real seasons, including a cold winter with snow, but I'm not fond of BEING cold. Call me a hothouse flower. Haha.
My DD and her family drove home in one of the ugly storms earlier this week (from Christmas down south). I'm thankful they were safe. I was also thankful we were able to give their dog back to them....like fish, he'd overstayed his welcome. Oh, he's a cute little beastie, but has some tendencies that get on ones nerves after a little while. He's best taken in smaller doses.
DH and I had Christmas alone - the kids were all working or out of town. That was very strange, but we managed. First we went to the no-kill animal shelter (not our usual day) and helped with the dogs. Then we found a restaurant open for Christmas dinner (lunchtime). Except for the mini pincher, it was a quiet rest of the day. : D
The night before, we attended a very moving Christmas Eve service at our church. It was packed, in spite of the weather. Our pastor told the real meaning of Christmas, including an explanation of the need for accepting Christ as our savior. No Bible-thumping, brow-beating - just a clear explanation. There was plenty of beautiful music, both by the congregation and by soloists. And everything was topped off by the traditional lighting of candles that we all held, while we sang Silent Night.
Enough rambling, my friends. Have a great weekend.