October 19, 2005
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I promised myself
that if I graded five essays tonight, I would get to update my blog. I just
finished said five essays (late), but now Xanga won’t load. So, not to deny myself the treat, I’m typing
in Word and will post some other time. But, alas, I don’t know what I last
wrote, so I might be repeating myself.
was asked to join the shooting club. He was just taking the class through Parks
and Rec, but the main guy asked him to join the official group of 4-H kids.
He’ll start the tournament circuit in January.
I hope he does as well as I think he is able! The other kids in the group seem to be a nice
bunch, both girls and guys. Most of them
seem to be around his age, and Nathan knows one of them already from his week
at
tonight. I was busily feeding my kids and preparing a meal for someone in
church (you know who you are!) when James called. He had a late meeting at work and a deacon’s
meeting at church, so our original plans called for me to take Libby and a
neighbor to cheerleading practice by 6:00, a friend (Wilsons) to take David to
football, James to come home after I left to eat supper and go to football
practice, James to take David home from football and then go to his meeting
late, and me to arrive home about 30 minutes after James. But, he called and said, “Hey, I think it’s
dumb for me to come home and do all that running. Since you are coming into
town, why don’t we meet for supper?”
What a lovely treat! It was a
nice respite from both of our days.
Plus, I actually got to eat supper, which was under some debate under
the current plan.
treat to be in all the services at church on Sunday. With football running
around, I hadn’t been to all the services in a month. (Granted, I was in the nursery for one of
them this Sunday and taught Sunday School for another, but I was there!) Nick preached a great sermon which really
convicted me. Which is more evident in
my life—the deeds of the flesh or the fruit of the spirit? I discussed this with James at Sunday lunch
(at Hoss’s due to David’s 13th birthday request for lunch as his
birthday was Sunday) and recited some of the list of the deeds of the flesh.
When I got to “outbursts of anger,” said birthday boy let out a snort and made
some comment like, “Uh, yeah. That sounds about right.” I would have been irritated, except he was
right!
doctor is home from his meeting. I need to be a loving wife and end now. Maybe I’ll get a chance to write more
later…so much to ramble on about!
