This week I will be traveling and so the posts have been scheduled ahead of time for today and the next several days.
A Thing or Two About Me
I like things and people that are honest and real. I like to read books that leave me feeling like I just had a visit with an old friend. I am prone to crack up laughing out loud at something I read that’s funny, even if I’m sitting in the library. I like to pull out the china once in a while and set a nice table just for my own family. I will buy old discarded photos of people I don’t even know, just because looking at them resonates with something in me. I like to read Reminisce Magazine. I can keep something “sentimental” for 15 years and just throw it away one day because I’m suddenly done with it. I don’t mind seeing a movie or sitting in a restaurant alone one bit. I like my own company most days, but there are days I could use a break from it. I like solitude 51 percent and togetherness 49. I say what needs to be said, whether or not the hearer wants to hear it. I believe you can’t go wrong as long as you stick to the truth. Whoever goes away because I told the truth, probably just did me a favor. I believe if you have a place for everything, and keep everything in its’ place, you’ll always know where to find it. I believe if you don’t take care of what you have, you have no business asking God for more. I believe in taking stock. I love the smell of rain. I think the sound of a distant train whistle is melancholy, but I love it. I don’t think God is above a good belly laugh, even in the middle of prayer. I think the wrinkles on the face of an old person are beautiful and silver hair is the prettiest kind. I like cats, dogs, and other people’s children on a case-by-case basis only. Nature is pretty to look at, but sleeping on the ground is for the birds. I think I may be one of the most random people God ever made. Planning really does interfere with my process. It is much easier to get forgiveness than permission. If I were you, who would be me? I think when a Christian dies, it is like when you were a kid and you fell asleep on the couch, but woke up in your bed because someone carried you there. What was God thinking when he put a light on the butt of a bug?