Morning Musing

Day 144

Tuesday, August 4, 2020

Day 144

I’m looking at 20 bags of mulch on my front porch I need to spread, but I’m thinking about all the stacks of books and papers and supplies I need to sort and organize in the next week before school starts. I keep reminding myself, “one thing at a time.” School plans have been set in motion. Planning and scheduling gives a sense of reassurance.

I often think it seems so odd how much importance people put on plans and scheduling. People (including myself at times) act in such faith and belief –like a child playing ‘make believe’– that they think they actually know what the future will be just because they planed it. Yet, the hard reality is, we don’t know what our life will be tomorrow.

James 4:13-17

Morning Musing

Day 127

Saturday, July 18, 2020

Day 127

The cicadas are loud this morning. Some neighbors dogs are very upset. And the air is thick but not hot.

I missed it a few days ago, but its now been a 3rd of a year since schools and businesses shutdown. Since then most businesses are open and schools have a plan for operating this fall.

Yesterday was the Homeschool Curriculum Fair in our area. There were far fewer vendors and attendees, but they did have it, which I was greatful because it probably have been easier just to not bother.

I still don’t know what we are doing with our home school kids this fall.

On another note…. Why is there a spoon in the flower [flowerless 😔] pot? I don’t know, but I’m pretty I know one of the chaps who did it.

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Day 126

Friday, July 17 2020

Day 126

Its a beautiful morning. The song of the cicadas drum in the thick humid air. The windchime doesn’t move and the leaves in the branches are sleeping in.

Its been a while since I could take a moment in the morning. Each day’s direction seems to have a life of its own, as the demands of the urgent take precedent over everything. Its not long before everything has become urgent. Its difficult to aim with it seems like the targets are multiplying.

Today my strategy is to take slices of the day to work on the urgent in their turns. Moving each one forward together, praying that other demands don’t interrupt. Unfortunately, I’m not a bakery and responsibilities don’t take a number.

“…and let us run with patience the race that is set before us…”

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Day 125

Thursday, July 16, 2020

Day 125

Among other things– like keeping children alive and planning for the school year, there must be something done about the weeds, lack of flowers, and mylar bamboo flightless kite in the front “flower” bed.

But I think waiting till early morning will be a far better option.

Its hot here-sticky, sickly hot.

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Day 124

Wednesday, July 15, 2020

Day 124

Our area recently mandated masks to be worn, but that hasn’t seemed to decrease how much I’ve driven since then.

Its hot and sticky in a van with a half hearted AC. Inside buildings its often hot and sticky plus a mask that increases it. The days are long but summer is running out quickly and I’m not prepared for next school year.

“To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time to every purpose, under heaven.”

Morning Musing

Day 119

Friday, July 10, 2020

Day 119

I’m back on my front porch this morning with a cup of joe. No one is up, I don’t have to drive anyone anywhere. Its quiet and peaceful. I hear box fans running inside and cicadas outside. Its a quiet summer morning.

“He hath shewed thee, O man, what is good; and what doth the Lord require of thee, but to do justly, and to love mercy, and to walk humbly with thy God?” Micah 6:8