One of our homes when Karmen visited me last weekend was the Vail residence in Monticello. We knew Rob and Andrea when they were first married and lived in the Peoria area. Over the years, four children have been added to the family. It's a great place to go for entertainment and encouragement. I only took a few pictures on my phone, so that's all I can post for now. I'm hoping to get a few more from Karmen when she gets around to it. :-) (Hint, hint)
All these pics were taken during our rousing game of dominoes on Monday morning with the two younger Vail kidlets.
Paxton waits patiently for his turn.
Anya loves to draw from the boneyard whether she needs to or not!
I spent Monday in the car. I left Savoy, IL at 9:20 am, stopped for lunch with my LiaBraaten grandparents in Mt. Vernon, IL and arrived at the Elliott LiaBraaten residence in Spokane, MO at 6:30 pm. It was a beautiful day for driving. I decided to snap a picture as I drove into the setting sun.
We ended last week by attending two funerals. One was for a 100-year-old lady that I had known all my life. The other was for a 61-year-old man I had never met. We sang hymn #102, "Life at Best is Very Brief," at one of our recent Gospel Meetings, and that thought was really driven home as we witnessed the finish of two lives. I'm sure that even Kathryn, with nearly 101 years "under her belt", would have told us that it was a very brief span of time. With that in mind, it makes one realize how worthwhile it is to spend the brief life we are given for something that will endure beyond the span of time.
On Tuesday, Jan. 15, Ardith, Lynae and I visited with two couples of the Greatest Generation. Floyd was in Germany after WWII was over as part of the occupying force. Bob, on the other hand, was a gunner during the war. He and the rest of his crew flew from England over Germany, dropping bombs. On one mission, the plane was hit. Fortunately, Bob had time to put his parachute on. Unfortunately, he was captured and became a POW for a couple of months before the war was over. In a few years, we will no longer have the opportunity to hear these stories firsthand, but let us never forget their sacrifice.
As I was playing the piano the other day, I heard something "pop", and the sustain pedal ceased to function. Lynae and I decided that we could handle that. (Well, I actually had no clue, but Lynae seemed to know what she was doing.) We popped off the bottom wall underneath the keyboard and lifted the lid on top. Sure enough, we saw the long stick (the technical name, of course) that had popped out of place. With a little stretching and reaching (and holding our tongues just right), we had it back where it should be. And what do you know... the sustain worked!
January 10, 2013 was just a good day. Here's a little outline summary.
Specially prepared "coffee beverage" to sip while I read my Bible
A lovely breakfast of blueberry pancakes and bacon with one of our friends, her daughter and her daughter's boyfriend
Good spiritual conversations at the breakfast table and afterwards We stood at the door with our backpacks on our backs and just couldn't leave. It was that good!
Stopped by the Decatur Public Library to see about changing our meeting dates for January Mission accomplished. New midweek Gospel Meeting dates in Decatur: Wed., Jan. 16, Thurs., Jan. 24 and Thurs., Jan. 31
Helped my little friend, Gwendolyn, put together her Thomas the Train puzzle Said a quick hello to the grown-ups in the house as well
Ate lunch with one of our ninety-something-year-old friends at her assisted living facility in addition to enjoying some profitable conversation with her
Picked up mail on our way west and enjoyed reading nice letters from farther-away friends as we journeyed along in the car
Enjoyed a lovely evening with good friends - delicious supper and visit around the table, beautiful music by the blazing fire, laughter and tears
Fell asleep to happy thoughts and the sound of falling rain
To answer the question in the blog title - maybe, but I'm not sure how.
Sometimes God asks us to give up things that aren't bad or wrong. He just knows that if we hang on to them, they could come between us and Him. How much do we value that relationship? Could we trust Him enough to just do what He asks?