Quack….quack....quack!

    

If it walks like a duck and quacks like a duck, chances are it is an Arkansan!

Good grief…if the rains don’t slow, we will be needing boats to navigate our streets.  I’m looking on a good deal on snorkels and swim fins for my outside dogs and would pay a pretty penny for a really good functioning French drain right now.

It seems incredible to  me that while we are drowning so many of my friends are experiencing drought of epic proportions.  I could use a day or two of dry windy Texas panhandle climate and they could sure use some of my water. 

In the meantime……my toenails are now easier to paint.

Something in Here Stinks to High Heaven!

 

Aside from all the truly sobering, sad, reflective and ultimately victorious meanings of Easter that make it such a wonderful holiday – especially for Christians – there are man made traditions that make it simply fun.

Kids get all excited about the Easter Bunny, dyeing colorful eggs and seeking them out in the hidden places said bunny has deposited them.  One of my favorite memories of childhood was the annual Easter egg hunt at Pringle Elementary School.  All the moms came to hide eggs and then the doors were thrown open and we ran like crazed things in search of hard boiled eggs.

One of my faults (or maybe it is a strength) is that in some things I am a purist.  I like real eggs instead of plastic; I like real grass in a basket and not that fake crinkly colored stuff.  ** ahem – part of the reason for this is that fake crinkly stuff kind of scares me but that’s a blog for a different day**

And….I believe in letting your children hide and re-hunt their eggs until the shells are nothing but fragile bits of brokeness having difficulty maintaining their shape.

Even children eventually tire of the hide and hunt and move on to other games and diversions.  But what about the poor eggs?

Make sure you don’t have the experience I had when my darling daughter was but a tot.  Once the game has lost its’ WOW factor – toss those eggs!  Otherwise in July you might notice a slightly nasty aroma wafting from a closet and discover a whole basket of Easter eggs whose nature has taken on a whole different flavor.  Peeyew – those eggs be stankin’!

Anyone Here Seen My Old Friend Thomas?

 

Doubting Thomas that is.  “Unless I see the nail marks in his hands and put my finger where the nails were, and put my hand into his side, I will not believe it.”

It would seem old Thomas and I have a few things in common.  I kind of like to have proof too.  And then, when I get it, I am amazed by my continual small faith.  And by God’s incredible patience with me when I exhibit that small faith.

So, just as Thomas received his proof, so have I.  Proof that prayers DO work sometimes a little slower than we might like.  But God does know the need and answers indeed.  And, as for me, I am going to try very very hard to be sitting on and squashing down my inner Doubting Thomas in the future.

Needed – One Duck Makeover

So…..we’ve all heard the story about the Ugly  Duckling who eventually turned into a swan.  **Sigh** such an uplifting story about the possibilities of growing into your shortcomings.

Well, now I wonder what happens when the Swan turns into the Ugly Duckling and is forced to try to make it in a world of swans.  What help OR hope is out there for poor Ugly?

Dis - Appointment

 

Well, yesterday I learned that the degree of disappointment you feel over something not working out is exponentially greater given the degree of NEED attached.

When you really need something to work out; you’ve given it everything you have including money you didn’t have to try to tilt the outcome in your favor and it goes south on you anyway – you are disappointed.

And……guess what…..I think you are entitled to your moment of disappointment.  There are no amount of platitudes that make you feel better.  It is one of those human emotions that has to be felt, expressed, healed from and moved away from.

But no one can tell you what that time frame is because it is different for everyone.  And the time involved ALSO has to do with the NEED factor.  People who really are in need seem to not have the necessary reserves of energy, commitment and self assuredness needed to jump right back up and prepare for the next knock out punch.

So…..I am disappointed.  And I will be for a while.  I’m sorry if that makes me a bad person – but if you want to know my  mind and heart – try knowing what it feels like to walk around in my moccasins for a while.

Doot doot doot doot doot doot doot….

 

The theme song from Jeopardy – forever stuck in our heads as the ultimate “the clock is ticking and YOU are running out of time” warning.

I am awful at waiting.  I don’t like to wait for anyone (I think late people are rude), I don’t like waiting on people to make decisions because it postpones me moving on and heading in a different direction.

I might pray for patience but I’m afraid I would get it and then I would be stuck in a holding pattern forever.

So….right now….I need answers, I need resolution and dang it….I need it now!