Bible Prophecy Today

Bible Prophecy Today

When I read things by T.A. Macmahon I usually agree. This is a well-summarized article about theological trends. I'm looking forward to part 2.

The Long Good-bye

Here in Minnesota there is something known as the "long good-bye," a term coined by Garrison Keillor in a monologue many years back.  Listening to him describe it is terribly funny---the guests decide to leave and the hosts say, "how about a little more pie..." the conversation moves to the coat closet area, then out to the front steps.  Finally they are all standing around the car and the guests finally get the car started.  Last words are said as the car is driving away. 
I know the whole scenario, as I'm from Minnesota, and Garrison described the reality of our "long good-byes."
Two years ago my eldest started college on-line.  That was a milestone, and it was the beginning of the "long good-bye" for us.  After homeschooling him from first grade on I was making the break!  Last year he attended the local community college full time, worked multiple hours as a life guard at the YMCA, and enjoyed a energetic social calendar.  Really, I didn't see him much!
Yesterday we drove away with him up to college in northern Minnesota.  We left him there, happily ensconced in his new dormitory, raring to begin a new life.
And the long good-bye just wasn't enough for me!  Today I am weeping when I should be dancing.

A Year's Worth of Work

This past weekend, along with many other events at Corgi Hollows, I finished my son's Aran fisherman's sweater.  It took about a year to do.  Last year I did one for son number two, and in the photos it shows a turtle neck----not a popular feature, apparently.    Before I redo that neck I decided to show both of these sweaters together before one of them leaves for college this coming Sunday.  Yes, the time has come to say "Onward" to my firstborn.  Soon I might be seeing him in his ROTC uniform and I can't imagine what that will do to me!  I'm so happy he's doing so well.
The beautiful bedspread (it is a full size) is the work of my Grandma Bessie.  She did over 20 of these in her lifetime, and each spread took about a year to make.  I have one, as I am the youngest of her grand-daughters.  It is a treasure.  As I was knitting the sweaters (and I have two more to make) I thought of Grandma Bessie many times.  I know what it's like to work on a project seemingly endlessly.  She won the grand sweepstakes prize at the Minnesota State Fair one year.  The story goes that someone she'd given the spread to entered it in her name for the crochet class, and low and behold, she took the top honor!   You can see why!  Her work was beautiful. 
She died when I was seven, but I still have fond memories of her and her quiet insistence that I finish one project before I began another.  A good life lesson.

Listening to the cello with night sounds

My son is playing a mournful song on his cello right now and it's late.  It's gorgeous, but heart aching.  Since last week we've been in various stages of getting used to our new situation, and I think it is rather like the sharp intake of breath you take when entering the pool----it's perhaps not so pleasant at first, but then you acclimate and breathe more normally.   I'm still breathing unnaturally, figuratively of course.  There's grief and loss and expectation and some fear.  I must admit that the conditions we are facing are anything but severe, and I am so grateful for that!  The unknown has always disturbed.  We like the friendly familiar and the predictable, even when we hope for adventure.
The comings and goings at Corgi Hollows are too many to report, and the activity frenzy helps keep the spirits up.  Perhaps next week the true colors of our lives may emerge from the gray of our change.
As always, God has blessed us exceedingly, abundantly, beyond all that we could imagine.  I hope we are strengthened by His hand to face whatever is to come!

Transitions

So it happened!  My talented, intelligent, multi-gifted, knowledgeable husband had his last morning at the company he worked for 12 years.  It came with little surprise since the said company is downsizing out of existence in the next year.   Still, today marks the day he won't be off to work in the morning for awhile.

Pray for us.  This is a relatively gentle beginning to the dreaded "unemployment" we all hear about these days.  Yet it feels unnatural for us already.

Earthquakes hit in so many forms.

Bees

Excitement in City Hall!

I would say that a miracle occurred today for us.  The second reading and proposed passing of an ordinance banning bees in our city was tabled and postponed for further discussion. 
The next task is to educate the city officials about bees.
This should take place by August 17, the next work shop for the council.  My husband will have the honor of pointing out other city ordinances and their acceptance of beekeeping.  He will need to show all the evidence that bees are endangered and needing particular attention and safe-guards against banning them.
I am hoping that the general direction this ordinance was taking will be altered for good.

We can rest easy tonight that the bees will be here for now.