The movie I picked to watch last night was something else! It was called “Runaway” and it was a sci-fi thriller – “In the near future, a police officer specializes in malfunctioning robots. When a robot turns out to have been programmed to kill, he begins to uncover a homicidal plot to create killer robots... and his son becomes a target.” It was intense, to say the least. I picked it because it was a Tom Selleck movie I hadn’t seen. Now I know why….
Several folks at church today told me how nice I looked and how pretty my lilac shirt was. I’ll take all the compliments I can get. The music went well. I got survived accompanying the soloist even though it is very difficult to do so. After church I went shopping for things for the Operation Christmas Child shoeboxes. They are due back at church by November 15. One of the things I wanted was a small stuffed animal but all the ones I liked at the store where I shopped today were $10-12. I wasn’t spending that kind of money on a stuffed animal.
I called Bill from church before I left. We now have two cell phones and I got away from home without either one of them today! He wasn’t up when I left so he didn’t know I planned to go on the shopping expedition. Being the worrywart he is I didn’t want him wondering where I disappeared to when he couldn’t even call me. It was after two by time I got home and he was taking the soy parmesan chicken out of the oven just as I pulled into the driveway. That was perfect timing! I had bought a bag of Trail Mix on Friday and accidentally left it in the car. So it was there for me to snack on after church to tide me over till I got home.
I knit on the Upside Downer vest and listened to “The Year of Fog” until it was time to go back and play for the evening church service. That turned out to be very interesting. We had a couple of fellows from the Gideon’s as speakers. They were talking about people who have been saved as a result of getting a Bible from them. It turns out that Dave Berkowitz, the infamous Son of Sam serial killer, became a born again Christian in prison in 1987 after reading a Bible verse in a Gideon Bible given him by a fellow inmate. He was all involved in the occult and witchcraft when he was committing the murders. Shortly before her death in 2006, the mother of one of his victims wrote and told him she forgave him. Of course, one thing about anger and unforgiveness is that the only person it hurts is the one who is angry and unforgiving. The object of the anger and unforgiveness often doesn't know and more often doesn't care. Anyway, they played a video of an interview with him and it was quite interesting. And now he calls himself “Son of Hope” and he has written a book by that name journaling his experiences. Who knew?
Bill’s sister Janice sent an email this afternoon telling us to watch PBS on Wednesday night. They will be airing "Botany of Desire" based on a book written by Michael Pollan, regarding man's fascination with plants, specifically tulips, apples, potatoes and Marijuana. Her husband, Phil, and other scientists, horticulturists and growers are featured in the segment about apples. And, of course, we can’t watch TV anymore. I was happy she wrote because now I got all the family emails in my address book once again.
This has been a “rippit” day. Barbara wrote to say she had to rip out a whole block on her Rambling Rows. She is all the way up to Block 12 and this is at least the second time she’s had to do this. I’m only on Block 4 since I got sidetracked with other projects. I was not happy with the new faux isle hat so I ripped that back to just above the ribbing. Rippit, rippit…
With that I’m off to go to Plan 2 on the faux isle hat and either watch a movie or continue listening to the audiobook.
May today there be peace within.
May you trust God that you are exactly where you are meant to be.
May you not forget the infinite possibilities that are born of faith.
May you use those gifts that you have received, and pass on the love that has been given to you.
May you be confident knowing you are a child of God. Let this presence settle into your bones,
and allow your soul the freedom to sing, dance, praise and love.
It is there for each and every one of us.
Teresa of Ávila
Hi Diane. Was finally able to get out cyberwalking again and wanted to check on you and see what you were up to ... 
Hi Carol, I get a "lump in my chest" reading your thoughts that you share .. thanks for reminding us how life is a 
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