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A while back I purchased a small book (both in dimensions and pages) called 99 Annoying Attributes of God.

Not to steal the thunder of the editors (Ray Albrektson, Janet Kobobel Grant, Alan Scholes, Gary Stanley and Kristen Wilson), but here are a few thoughts.

God is annoying because –

• he won’t let me take anything with me when I die;
• he often thinks “no” is a sufficient answer;
• he expects me to openly share the secrets I’d rather keep hidden;
• he wants me to keep secret the things I’d rather openly take credit for
• he’s always kind but he isn’t always nice

Many of the thoughts have scripture tucked in with them.  Sometimes I just need an easy way to look at things — jars me out of the rut I get into (I wonder if I could add another metaphor and really mix things up!).

Lunch time.

A bit of snow has fallen, but the temperature is melting the residue.  Scarely two days ago we were in the -30 range.  Now we are around 0 degrees.

We sit and slurp tomato soup.  Tomorrow night we will visit with Aunt Etta.  Always nice to have relatives.  The evening will be early.  Sunday preparation begins Saturday night.

Sunday promises to carry us forward with responsibilities.  Worship service in the morning, manor service in the afternoon and prayer time and supper together with some of our church folk.

This afternoon is a planning time.  This week has seen its dose of meeting with people (and I consider doses of people good medicine!!). 

So, here I sit thinking ahead.  Much of the planning for this past while has been postponed, cancelled or otherwise waylaid.  I’m more aware now that we can make our plans, and should!  But God will direct the final pathway.

So, today I’m talking to a friend in Prince Albert.  She mentions that some of our friends are over in Niger, Africa.  They set up blogsites when they went (they will return shortly).  One is a general pracitioner, the other a dentist.  The families went along.  Take a look here and here to see some of their adventures. 

To ride a camel, or not to ride a camel, that is the question!

Yesterday was long term marriage commitments.

Today is birthdays into the 90’s.

Our heritage manor holds monthly birthday parties.  The residents are level 3 and 4 health care.  That means particularly that this facility has a number of dimentia and alzheimer patients.

I talked to the seven celebrating.  One was from Ontario, another from British Columbia, some from the area.  Each had their own memories — a heritage that has build our society. 

Often circulating among those with short term memory can be depressing.  You could wish for their greater understanding of current circumstances.  I would like to give them back bodies that work well and minds that live in the past and present.

But, today I sat with them.  Listened to stories.  Made jokes.  And watched their eyes brighten.

May God use this time today to encourage, uplift and brighten their days!