S E A S O N S

I am the night watchman.

Over my neighborhood that is. Often times I peak out my window at two or three in the morning and this is usually the view that I see...minus the snow that is (please note stated snow flakes illuminated by street lamp post, they are there, I promise).

Can you just imagine if someone happened to be staring back at me? They would probably wonder what in the world is that crazy woman doing, standing in her window taking pictures of a dark neighborhood at this time of the morning?

Of course if they are bloggers they would immediately say,"oh, she must be a blogger!"

Such a rare occurrence. Snowing in the south, in December. Of course it did not stick, but it sure was pretty to see it coming down. Big ole' snow flakes!

Seasonal Changes

I've been thinking a lot about change lately. Thinking about it and experiencing it. As the years have past I've noticed my hair getting grayer and grayer. Well in keeping with the snow theme for December, I went to the beauty shop and well...how shall I say? I just went a head and did it all at one time.
Pictures will be forthcoming after I get to know the person in the mirror! Ha!

Seven Is the Best Number I Know

Had a special conversation with my youngest son this past week. Seems the Lord has seen fit to bless us with a new little life in about nine months! She or he will be my seventh grandchild! Seven is good!

November

Speaking of change, could someone please tell me who stole November? I mean one day it was Halloween and then it was December 5th. What is it with time flying by these days? Or is it just me?

Mental Illness

It's not really a laughing matter. Really, it's not. And no, sometimes folks really can't just "get a grip" as some might lead you to believe believe.

We are all aware of the fact that there is physical poverty. There is also a poverty of the soul. But what some fail to realize is that there is a poverty of the spirit. And when the spirit of a person is wounded, it tends to affect all things physical and spiritual.

I have a friend waging quite a battle right now with mental illness. In their world it is not the season to be jolly. All is not calm and all is not bright. It is a season, I pray, that will pass for them and very soon.

I remain thankful for a loving Lord who has seen me through many, many seasons in my life. Good times and bad, plenty and little, sickness and health. As the song so rightly puts it, "He's Been Faithful To Me."

As we go through this blessed season, might we remember and pray for those who are living in poverty.

Physical poverty, poverty of the soul, and poverty of the spirit.

God bless everyone, have a wonderful and blessed season of Christmas!

~~~ To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: Eccl 3:1~~~