Today's Odds and Ends

 

I personally think I am in a blogging slump. I can't seem to come up with anything to say or write about. I thought I might write about a few things that consumed my mind this week.

I went for my final, and I mean final eye exam. No more eye poking or prodding. When she took out this contraption yesterday and pushed the button on the side and three needles popped out that she was going to stick in my eye without numbing drops, I broke out in a  cold sweat. My least favorite part was the oops part.  She said that three times. Then I asked the doctor why my first lens isn't as clear as the second lens and he said, " Well that is my fault, do you remember when you first came in and we took measurements? Well your eye  was so bad that the machine couldn't read your eye so I had to guess." 
So there you have it, it took six months. I went to my first eye visit on January 4th and finished up on June 4th. I feel like I have got out of school.

 

 I finally found some green mason jars. I didn't find them in quarts but I am on a quest so when I make pickles I can put them in green jars. I still like blue best but these are very pretty. Along with keys, scissors, needles and pin cushions, my other thing I am crazy about is jars. I do love canning jars.

Yesterday was a beautiful morning, I took my devotional things outside on the porch and was really deep in thought when I looked up and what did I see?

 

My new little hens on the porch railings.

I had let them out earlier and I hadn't noticed them at all, and then to look up and there they sat. I think maybe I have fooled with them too much, they all want to be held at night before I shut them in, they all jump up on the door and wait as I pick up each one and pet them, they just pour out their little hearts to me in peeps. I know I shouldn't get attached to chickens but I can't help it.

Remember earlier in the spring when they hauled truckload after truck load of asphalt for days? Well they opened the road on Tuesday afternoon. Now you can get from one side of town to the other on the nice four lane road until you get to our road where it suddenly goes into two lanes. The road is to be finished next spring. Then the nice four lane road will go right in front of our house, I am still waiting to see if the city takes all of the houses on the block and takes our front yard. I expect a letter any day. As of yet no word. Trying to trust God and walk by faith has been a test for me.
I am constantly giving every thing I own and all that I am back to the Lord. This is his property, we are but stewards. As I have learned with the eye trial. I knew that God could have just healed my eyes, without me going through it all, but He didn't. He wanted to teach me that trusting Him was better.

 

No one could have made me believe that I would be able to see like I do now. Going through the surgeries and all of that made me wait and watch and trust in ways, I haven't done for awhile. So as I wait to know the outcome of the road, I keep hearing " Will you trust Me?"
So I do, even if, we do move, even if they take all of the houses, even if... God has a plan and as I am reminded daily, being able to see, and given this gift, is better than I could have dreamed, God has a plan and it too will be better than I have ever dreamed. So I will trust Him.

  

I am always surprised to look back at the things that seemed so scary and huge and to find that none of it was and that it was all good and all of it for a wonderful reason, to make me a better person and to trust in ways I never thought of before. 

 

I hope you have a lovely rest of the week. We will hit the ole triple digits this weekend. I keep hoping I will have time to sit and stitch again. Not to mention blogging. 

Have a wonderful day,

~Kim~

 

   "This earthly life is a battle," said Ma. "If it isn't one thing to contend with, it's another. It always has been so, and always will be. The sooner you make up your mind to that, the better off you are, and the more thankful for your pleasures."

---Little Town on the Prairie, Laura Ingalls Wilder, 1941