No baby yet

Just sittin and waitin for God's timing for Eleanor to be born. Due date June 1, but everyone thought she would come early. In the meantime, we are getting to know Maggie, our first granddaughter and helping where we can. Blog for now, just not as important as the above. (will try to add pictures later this week)

Headed south

Mt Shasta I-5 California

We headed south as did our new grandbaby; however, we arrived but our daughter and son-in-law's baby has decided not yet. So blog and baby delayed for now.

You've got a friend

Note and flowers found in my purse

To have friends, you need to take time for them to listen and care and go and see them. We took a break from the moving and catching up to visit with old friends in Seattle one of which travelled across the country to see and gather us together. I need to do this more often and plan ahead. As Neil and Chris and Dylan went to the ball game, another friend offered to drive me back to the ferry and drop me off. As I was waiting for several hours for the ferry and on the hour's ride I thought about friendship and the importance of it and was disappointed in myself for not keeping up with more friends. On the ferry just before our stop, three girls came up to me whom I know on the island, I didn't realize they were on the boat. They mentioned that they were putting flowers and notes by people without them knowing it, "random acts of kindness" they said. Some people were sleeping and they put it on the shelf beside them by the window. They were excited and I went with them as they showed me a few places where they put the notes. It was fun to see them enjoy making someone's day better. It was not until I got in a neighbor's car who drove me close to my house, that I saw a scotch broom flower sticking out of my purse. I looked at it inquisitively, thinking "Now where did I get that?" I am always finding surprises, unaware of what I am doing sometimes when I am engrosed in another activity, so I didn't think much of it until home and emptying out my purse I found the note. "You got a friend! Take these flowers home, Random Acts of Kindness." I have been smiling ever since.

Thank you Lord, for using the island children to cheer me up, make my day, and remind me of your amazing friendship and constant kindness.

""He called a little child and had him stand among them. And he said: 'I tell you the truth, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven. Therefore whoever humbles himself like this child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven.'" Matthew 18:2-4 NIV (since we are also thinking about children these days, ready to head to CA for the birth of a new granddaughter.)

Happy Mother's Day

Mother's Day came and went - as did we, back and forth and I never got the blog done. Even the pad I write on is missing so no blog this week. Perhaps it is time to take a break. We will be headed to California soon for the birth of our next granddaughter, Eleanor.

Not finished yet

Band tailed PIgeons arrive

Birds are in the air, everywhere I look. First I notice the swallows, violet-green, band tailed pigeons, white crowned sparrows, house finches, goldfinches, the wrens and many more have returned. It is a wonder they do not collide, but then they have their master air controller. They don't have free will like us, they just follow God's direction. Us however, it took since last summer's swallow and wren departure 'til now to clean out the nest boxes, left untidy for nine months. And now it is our nest, house, that's untidy from carrying our stuff north with us when we have no room for it.

These swallows remind me to enjoy the moment. I've been too busy inside cleaning, organizing and and trying to find places for and getting rid of stuff, working long hours to take much time out for pleasure. I did get together with some women on the island. I also paused long enough to capture the return of the swallows. Watching them reminded me that some things don't change in this changing world, God's sufficiency, care, and direction of his creatures who are programed with it, or for those like us who might not forget to ask and once in a while surrender our free will to the master controller. I'm thankful that God is not finished with us yet.

"I desire to do your will, O my God..." Psalm 40:8

Where does your will and the will of God clash? What keeps you from asking and surrendering?