Too exhausted for wording today, dear Reader. Sorry,
On the upside, Mum and I took a selfie while at Cooroy this morning. She looks happy, doesn’t she?!
Have a great day, dear Reader!
KRidwyn
Too exhausted for wording today, dear Reader. Sorry,
On the upside, Mum and I took a selfie while at Cooroy this morning. She looks happy, doesn’t she?!
Have a great day, dear Reader!
KRidwyn
It’s 4.28pm on Monday June 17 and I am EXHAUSTED.
Bone tired.
Cold.
Maybe even a little unhappy.
But here; present; alive.
Just… exhausted.
Hopefully I’ll be able to write more tomorrow, dear Reader.
see you then.
KRidwyn
Today has been hard.
highlights: seeing my Dad and brothers. Getting to hang out with Mum for the morning. Conversations with friends. Teenage children who don’t appear to hate me at the moment.
lowlight: pretty much everything else.
no photo today. I can’t even.
sorry dear Reader. I’m so glad that tomorrow is a new day. See you then.
– KRidwyn
I didn’t know this, but the day I last posted – last Sunday – a dear friend passed away.
Janet Reid. Referenced here in my blog, and also all over my Flash Fiction page.
I’ve never been hit in the face by an avalanche before, but this is what it feels like.
I can’t Word today. Sorry, dear Reader.
The sloshpit behind my carport is now obliterated!
And that makes me so happy 🙂
Have a great week yourself, dear Reader!
– KRidwyn
Doesn’t happen often, but it did today.
Hello,big guy!
Have a surprising day yourself, dear Reader!
– KRidwyn
He’s yellow up top and green underneath 🙂
He’s nearly 7 weeks old and is hand-taming like a dream.
He’s my little dandelion bird, and he’s hoping to go to a new hone soon!
Here’s hoping your wishes come true too, dear Reader 🙂
KRidwyn
Hubby and I managed our silver anniversary last week! Silver!
Makes me feel old – like my hair’s losing it’s colour – or ‘lacking’ – because we got to ‘silver’ therefore missed out on ‘gold’ or something!
And it’s weird. Who would have believed that 25 years could fly past so quickly? Not me, that’s for certain. Here’s hoping the next 25 won’t go by quite so fast… I’m starting to notice my mortality here and I’m not too sure I like that!
Anyway, back to my point (huh. Rambling as well! Another sigh of… um… what was it, again?) Hubby and I achieved something I’m proud of. Admittedly, it was probably more his achievement than mine – I doubt I’m easy to live with! – but it was quite an achievement nonetheless.
Go us!
And have an amazing day yourself, dear Reader!
– KRidwyn
So my middle child – Miss12 – has 3 days left until she’s exactly halfway through Year 8. That’s halfway through Middle School.
And my youngest, Master11, just received his letter of confirmation into the same High School as his sisters for next year.
Man – time is flying!
(And yes, I am deliberately NOT thinking about Miss15 driving in just 7 months…!)
Have a speedy day yourself, dear Reader… should you wish it to be, that is!
– KRidwyn
I think one of the reasons I stopped writing for those several weeks is because me – a writer! – couldn’t put into words what I thought and how I felt. Sigh.
But my aunt wrote a poem, and reading it just this morning made me realise that *this* is exactly what I’ve been thinking. So I wanted to share it with you, dear Reader. My aunt, a retiree in New Zealand who spent many years of her life as a missionary in Egypt, wrote this on her own response to the COVID-19 lockdown:
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eThoughts during the Coronavirus Lockdown: (Jeanette Grimmer, 10 May, 2020)
A computer interview I lately came upon
Intrigued me as I learned that John Lennox, Oxford don,
Has in his timely book a certain stance unfurled:
Asking “Where is God in a coronavirus world?”
As all nations face the coronavirus running rife
With no cure yet to keep it from destroying life
We fear, we see our weakness, our mortality,
And think anew on life, its end, and how it’s meant to be.
Some surely will react to this disaster of our day
As the suffering of millions cannot be explained away,
By saying that if a mighty, caring God did this allow;
Then faith that God exists is utmost foolishness, and how!
Some religious folk see our crisis as a judgment from God’s hand
And seek out evidence to prove these events are as he planned;
Say our rebellious deeds have angered God to such extent
That our coronavirus chaos is on sin his punishment.
Yet while Lennox understands why some men hold these views
He makes it plain that as a Christian he chooses to refuse
To react in either way, for as he understands the Holy Book,
The words and life of Jesus Christ afford a whole new look.
For when Jesus Christ was told of the Galileans Pilate killed
He asked if people thought their death a judgment that God willed
Because compared with others their sinful deeds were worse,
Then stated clearly that in fact the truth was the converse.
And Luke records that Jesus chose to question them as well
About the eighteen folk who died when Siloam Tower fell:
“Do you think they were more guilty than others in Jerusalem?
I tell you, no! But now repent, or else you’ll die like them.”
To Jesus tragic life events were not a punishment God sent
On certain wicked men, but these may urge us to repent
Since each of us will one day God’s judgment have to face
And we who have repented will receive abundant grace.
If indeed God loves us, how do we suffering explain?
It is a mystery, and yet we trust He’s with us in our pain,
Jesus suffered on the Cross, He died for me to live forgiven
Therefore I trust my Father God whose love draws me to heaven.
***
Isn’t it beautiful! I love it. And I love her – and am so glad she allowed me to share it on here with you 🙂
Have a trust-filled week yourself, dear Reader.