My seventy-eighth began on Saturday when Ann bought me a new, and much-needed, sport coat and pants to wear to church. It is really nice. Sunday morning early I was finishing my walk when I saw a car leaving our house. It was Becky Livingston. She was delivering a wonderful coffee-cake. At Taft I was surprised with a bevy of birthday cards from church folks. Lynne Lavender gave the largest card! This was presented at the service. I spoke on, "Letting your Yes Be Yes, And Your No, Be No". Jesus told us that in the Sermon On The Mount. My lunch was JUST what I wanted and needed; a six-inch sandwich from Subway. A brief nap and some phone calls made up the afternoon. The Duprie's arrived from Goliad and I sang with Jimmy And The Boys at church. Afterwards some folks came over for food and fellowship. I received a new 12 cup coffee maker that is great. Coffee all the time! My little four-cup pot wasn't getting the job done. It was a really nice day. At Taft a man joined the church at the invitation. That was nice. The little children's poem begins, "Monday's child is fair of face...." (I was born on a Monday) I would have to change that just a bit. I am better suited for "Monday's child was freckled face". I really was. The freckles have turned to wrinkles, but that doesn't bother me at all.
I need to make a correction. This is BLOG number 600, not 500 as I had said, If you go back and read them all, (perish the thought) you would have a pretty good idea of how these years God has given me has been spent. I haven't dwelt on my days in "the far country in riotous living". No need for that. Neither have I dwelt on my "righteous living" for there has been far too little of that.I have just enjoyed living with the wife of my life for these fifty-two years. She has complemented and tolerated and loved me more than any one person should have to. I thank God for Ann. She is the light of my life.
