I know it sounds cliche to talk about how fast time passes every week---but it does seem to keep going faster. All the more reason to pause and reflect once in a while. I do that on Fridays with Susanne and friends at Living to Tell the Story. Here are five favorites from the week:
1. An impromptu get-together. Sunday afternoon, Jason asked if we minded if they invited themselves over. They are always welcome, of course. We hadn't seem them much the previous week because Timothy was in VBS and Mittu was helping with a class. We didn't have an organized dinner---we rummaged around for leftovers or heat-and-eat things in the freezer. We enjoyed time with them, as we always do.
2. Feeling better. I had a routine cardiologist visit this week---nothing new to report, EKG went well. But that evening and through the next two days, my heart was more fluttery than usual. It wasn't full-fledged afib. It's not unusual to have little flutters or abnormal beats every now and then--they say that's nothing to worry about. But I don't normally have that many that close together. I was just on the verge of calling the cardiologist back when everything went back to normal.
3. Dinner and flowers. One of the nights I wasn't feeling well, Jason and Mittu brought dinner and flowers. Timothy either made or helped make cupcakes.
4. VBS, or Vacation Bible School. Some of the FFF friends are from other countries, and I don't know if they have VBS everywhere. Here, many churches host a week-long Vacation Bible School for kids to have fun, get together, and most importantly learn about God. We weren't involved this year except to pray and donate supplies. Sunday morning, the kids sang a song they learned and the director told about some things that happened that week. The decorations were amazing. I'm so thankful for the people who pour themselves into that ministry and for the opportunity to share truth with kids. I pray that the seeds planted will be watered and come to fruition. I saw one sweet photo on FaceBook with a little girl who fell asleep holding the Bible she had received that week. This was Timothy's first time to attend, and he enjoyed it.
5. Machine recovery. I was using the Cricut machine to make a card this week that was rather involved. I usually go for simple designs, but I liked this one so much, I decided to go for it. It had multiple parts to be cut out. On the next to last one, the lights that indicate when to load the machine and when to start cutting stopped working and the machine stopped responding. So frustrating! The power light was still on, so it hadn't died completely. I tried turning it off and back on and various other things, then looked up online what to do. Nothing was working, and I stated filling out a customer service form on their site. I tried one more thing--and that worked, for which I was extremely thankful. I had to do it for each step, but I was able to complete my project. I'm hoping it just got a little confused with the complicated project and this isn't a regular thing.
Bonus: a new old song. I was looking for something else on YouTube when one of their suggested videos caught my eye, a song titled "Dear Refuge of My Weary Soul." I saw it was written by Anne Steele, a hymnwriter from the 18th century known as "the Baptist equivalent of Isaac Watts." I listened, and have listened many times since then. The words are here.
Also, the nest in the flower arrangement I mentioned last week has two more eggs in it. They came two at a time, which I was surprised at. But the birds are so small, it makes sense that she couldn't lay all those at once. We caught a glimpse of the mama bird--she's reddish but not a cardinal. Since this is right by the front door, she startles and flies away every time we open it. So we're trying to use other doors as much as possible.
That's our week. How was yours?
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