Wednesday, January 7, 2008

Well, today is the day after the day after Monday - the day I promised Clay that he and Claire can come visit me for the day. We were going to bake cookies, but since the kitchen sink drain is plugged (which always means that the back bathroom drain is also plugged) and since I can't do dishes, we will be switching to plan B which is - ummmmmmm, I don't know yet. I do have some refrigerator ones in the fridge. Maybe those will suffice.
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I didn't get any candles made yesterday. I went down there, but spent a lot of time trying to get things semi-organized. Before I make anything else, I need to organize what I have so I know what's there.
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I'm using a bar of the soap I made the other day. It smells heavenly. I think I'm just going to keep it rather than list it on Ebay.
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I'm headed for the other blog.


Word of the day:
Christmas Weekday
Gospel
Mk 6:45-52

After the five thousand had eaten and were satisfied,
Jesus made his disciples get into the boat
and precede him to the other side toward Bethsaida,
while he dismissed the crowd.
And when he had taken leave of them,
he went off to the mountain to pray.
When it was evening,
the boat was far out on the sea and he was alone on shore.
Then he saw that they were tossed about while rowing,
for the wind was against them.
About the fourth watch of the night,
he came toward them walking on the sea.
He meant to pass by them.
But when they saw him walking on the sea,
they thought it was a ghost and cried out.
They had all seen him and were terrified.
But at once he spoke with them,
“Take courage, it is I, do not be afraid!”
He got into the boat with them and the wind died down.
They were completely astounded.
They had not understood the incident of the loaves.
On the contrary, their hearts were hardened.

Thoughts from the cornfield:
I don't ever remember reading this particular version of the storm at sea. I am tempted to wonder how the disciples hearts could be hardened until I remember that I often do the same thng. Instead of asking God for help in troubled times, I often tend to hold him responsible. The older I get, the more I am learning to turn it over to him.


God bless our troops!