Today is a quiet one here at the house. It’s Sunday, and my day to stay home with Mama and Daddy so Jeanne can go to church. We were blessed to have church at home via DVD of the last Sundays I missed. I so love having those available, especially from my own church. It’s truly not that I don’t enjoy other preachers. I really love Chuck Swindoll, Adrian Rogers, Charles Stanley, and others, and listen to them often. On Sunday mornings, however, when I am longing to be with my church family, I find that listening to my own pastor gives me the feeling of being there. Sometimes the cameraman zooms out and I can see loved ones in the congregation, and it really brings me joy! They also include the special music and the piano music of what we call “Prayerful Meditation”, which is a time of preparing our hearts for the Word after the busyness of a Sunday morning. I love that!
Another blessing of listening to my pastor is that I am receiving the same “feeding” as my church, so I am receiving the same instruction, the same correction, and the same encouragement the Lord is speaking through our pastor to our congregation. I strongly feel a sense of fellowship even though I am only there a couple of times a month.
Daddy is a little subdued as he braces himself for Aunt Blanche’s funeral tomorrow. He will say one minute, “I just can’t make this real” then, “I really dread this!” He really loved his sister-in-law, and as I said before, she was a very special lady!
Mama is having a difficult time, but in a different way. I don’t think she can fully absorb the situation, although she understands that Aunt Blanche has passed away, and knows who she is. She doesn’t seem to feel the loss, though. I also want to ask for prayers for her and Dannye Reigh tomorrow as Jeanne, Dave, Bill and I take Daddy to the funeral. Mama occasionally expresses anxiety that we are leaving her, although she doesn’t want to go herself. Please pray that she and Dannye, Missy and Parker (pictured below) will have a fun day together.
Dannye is very good with her, and Mama used to really dote on Dan before her mind got this foggy. I have to say, it is really difficult to have a cheery disposition when someone is crying and moaning all day long. Mama loves babies, and enjoys Parker when she lets herself. One thing about dementia, though: it really causes one to be self-absorbed, and it can be difficult to look outside of oneself. Again, we would all appreciate the prayers.
I am going to leave you with a few photos my two “on-site” photographers took for me. The first was a Labor Day hummingbird that I really wanted to capture with the camera, but just couldn’t. Bill told me it was really hard, and under the porch on a cloudy day didn’t really provide enough light to get a good pic. I begged, so he did it anyway! They aren’t great images, but I’m glad to have them anyway!
The next set is of a wonderful moth I found in my bathroom. He was quite large, and seemed more yellow to me than in these photos. He looked dead, but he was still barely alive. I tried to take a shot of him, but couldn’t get the camera to focus on him. Dannye Reigh came over and got a couple of pictures of him for me, although she had to use my camera without a good flash. When Bill got home, he took the moth outside and got a couple of shots of him before he began flopping around and eventually flew away!! Bill said he must have been “hibernating” in our cold house, so when he got outside and warmed up, he was able to fly away! (Disclaimer: we are not scientists. It was just a guess!) I was so glad!
I don’t have those pictures since they are on Bill’s camera, and I think they might be better because of the lighting. But here are the ones from in the house, when we thought he was near death!
I pray your Sunday is blessed, as mine has been.
God bless your day!