Those last two nooze stories I wrote up have left a bad taste in my soul. The sun is shining, the bird feeder’s full of fresh seed. What say I go out there for a while, smoke a cigar, and work on my book?
Please don’t anyone feel bashful about requesting more hymns! We need to sing louder anyway.
I do wish I had a couple of goldfish here. They make for very restful company.
Pray harder, sing louder. It may be God will hear us. Surely the Judge of all the earth sees what’s going on down here.
If I sang at any volume, you’d be sorry. 🙂 Seriously, though, I won’t be around much again today – at least for commenting – because I’m really under the weather again. I thought I was getting better, but then I got worse. Come to think of it, that’s kind of Iggy-like, isn’t it? Maybe it’s because we’re both old. 🙂 Anyway, all I want to do is sleep. Glad I splurged on a piece of grilled chicken at the grocery when I was out this morning. There’ll be enough for supper tonight and lunch tomorrow.
Take it easy for a while. You’re in my daily prayers.
My word, Phoebe, it sounds like me and I am still suffering the same symptoms plus a couple more. I will pray for you as I hobble around in my dizziness. The Lord knows what we need, and He is able to deal with it.
How about “Amazing Grace” to counteract those last two news stories.
I’ll save that for tomorrow morning.