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We returned from our “ritzy” adventure about a quarter past four and I promptly hit the recliner for a nap. Awaking about an hour later I realized that I should go see a friend of mine that I had corresponded with for several years while he was in “confinement”. He had gotten out just a few days before and even though I was not feeling particularly well, I still felt that I needed to visit him.
He is staying with his parents and the route to their place took me by way of the I-520 bypass. They are now working on the last segment of this roadway that will eventually end back at I-20, about five miles into South Carolina. It is scheduled to be completed in 2009 but the way things get delayed, I hope that I am still able to drive when it is finished. I found the house without any problem and he met me at the door. If he had not sent me a photo of himself several months back, I would not have known him – the last time I saw him personally was when he was a teenager about 32 years ago.
Had a very good visit with him and his parents and strived to encourage him in the Lord, he had become a Christian during his confinement. At this time he needs a friend and that is what I will try to be. I left them in time to get to our men’s cell group meeting at 8:30 – we are in a very informative and uplifting study that has to do with living without taking or holding offense. This is a very needed thing in our world since it seems to be so easy to offend folks anymore for any number of reasons.
When I got back home, the Spice read some more to me out of the book we started reading on our ritzy adventure. We occasionally read aloud to each other, but I was a bit worn out so she read this night. We were reading in the kitchen and finally decided to go into the den. I enjoyed this for a while but I made the mistake of sitting in the recliner. My consciousness lasted a while but then I went comatose. This did not offend the Spice; she just quit reading aloud and continued the book.
She woke me up about 3am when she finished the book and we finally went to bed. Went for a doc appointment the next morning and he surmised that I was doing OK. On the way home I noticed many crepe myrtles planted in the median and they were almost in full bloom – and they were a beautiful shade of red, my favorite color for that tree. It was a treat for the eyes and further on the route was a wild mimosa tree in full bloom – filled with those little pink flower puffs – another treat.
The Spice came in from her various appointments some time after I did and brought us something to consume. We partook thereof and after a while we went over to MIL’s house to visit with kinfolks that were visiting. MIL’s sister had come up from south Florida and a couple of their brothers took this occasion to come from over in South Carolina for a sibling get together.
We chatted and laughed about anything and everything for a while but I had to leave for my evening walk before it got too dark. After I walked the fastest two miles I had done all year, I went back to the house to clean up the guest bedroom and bath a bit because the Spice’s cousin and husband were to spend the night with us while visiting with the gathered kinfolk. The Spice came in a bit later and we got finished with the cleanup in plenty of time because they couldn’t leave until he got off work.
They came in to MIL’s and visited a while, then came over to our place and we talked for what seemed like a few minutes and suddenly it became 1am. We then crashed for the evening, resting in the love and protection of God. ec
He is staying with his parents and the route to their place took me by way of the I-520 bypass. They are now working on the last segment of this roadway that will eventually end back at I-20, about five miles into South Carolina. It is scheduled to be completed in 2009 but the way things get delayed, I hope that I am still able to drive when it is finished. I found the house without any problem and he met me at the door. If he had not sent me a photo of himself several months back, I would not have known him – the last time I saw him personally was when he was a teenager about 32 years ago.
Had a very good visit with him and his parents and strived to encourage him in the Lord, he had become a Christian during his confinement. At this time he needs a friend and that is what I will try to be. I left them in time to get to our men’s cell group meeting at 8:30 – we are in a very informative and uplifting study that has to do with living without taking or holding offense. This is a very needed thing in our world since it seems to be so easy to offend folks anymore for any number of reasons.
When I got back home, the Spice read some more to me out of the book we started reading on our ritzy adventure. We occasionally read aloud to each other, but I was a bit worn out so she read this night. We were reading in the kitchen and finally decided to go into the den. I enjoyed this for a while but I made the mistake of sitting in the recliner. My consciousness lasted a while but then I went comatose. This did not offend the Spice; she just quit reading aloud and continued the book.
She woke me up about 3am when she finished the book and we finally went to bed. Went for a doc appointment the next morning and he surmised that I was doing OK. On the way home I noticed many crepe myrtles planted in the median and they were almost in full bloom – and they were a beautiful shade of red, my favorite color for that tree. It was a treat for the eyes and further on the route was a wild mimosa tree in full bloom – filled with those little pink flower puffs – another treat.
The Spice came in from her various appointments some time after I did and brought us something to consume. We partook thereof and after a while we went over to MIL’s house to visit with kinfolks that were visiting. MIL’s sister had come up from south Florida and a couple of their brothers took this occasion to come from over in South Carolina for a sibling get together.
We chatted and laughed about anything and everything for a while but I had to leave for my evening walk before it got too dark. After I walked the fastest two miles I had done all year, I went back to the house to clean up the guest bedroom and bath a bit because the Spice’s cousin and husband were to spend the night with us while visiting with the gathered kinfolk. The Spice came in a bit later and we got finished with the cleanup in plenty of time because they couldn’t leave until he got off work.
They came in to MIL’s and visited a while, then came over to our place and we talked for what seemed like a few minutes and suddenly it became 1am. We then crashed for the evening, resting in the love and protection of God. ec
posted by mreddie | 12:00 PM
5 Comments:
I just recommended your blog to a new friend from North Carolina. Don't know if she'll get over here but she posted pics of blueberries so it seemed like a good fit.
Have a wonderful weekend.
I left them in time to get to our men’s cell group meeting ...
If I'm reading it right, it sounds as though your friend would be right at home in a cell meeting. :)
I agree that the red crepe myrtles are the prettiest color for this blooming tree. Our little town is full of them and it's a delight to pass them. A sure sign of summer in the South.
The friend you had not seen in such a long time I suspect certainly needs a few friends now.
Blessings on this Sunday!
granny - Thanks, anybody that likes blueberries has got to have something going for them. :)
AC - Hadn't noticed how that sounded - does seem to fit doesn't it? :)
cabinwriter - I see them along almost every road in town - all colors too. My second favorite color is probably the lavender.
SSN - This is very true, hopefully I can be one to him. He was one of the teens that I was working with in another church years ago. Lost contact with him for many years and a mutual friend told me of his situation and I started writing to him a couple of years ago. ec
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