(If anyone
wishes to copy or print my posts, they are welcome to do that.)
I haven’t posted
for quite awhile because when I thought about things to write I realized I had
already written on that subject. I felt perhaps I had shared all I had to
share. And I might be right about that. So, if I don’t post much, that is why.
My husband’s
stroke was a little more than a year ago and he is still recovering. Since then,
he has had a bleeding ulcer and an incisional hernia (a thirty-five-year-old abdomen
incision had burst open.) Those two events have set back his progress. But he
is still doing very well.
I was
thinking about King Saul from the Old Testament. When an evil spirit would
plague him, he called for David to come sing for him and the evil spirit would
leave. I believe Satanic beings cannot stand hearing songs about God. They also
hate it when we praise God out loud. I have found in my life that when I am
depressed or despairing singing and praising God lifts me up and out of
sadness.
My sister in
Washington is still waiting on God to tell her when to leave her home and live
in the mountains. Meanwhile, she has learned so much about God and being a
Christian. She has learned to depend on him and hear his voice speaking to her
heart.
I am sorry
to see all the division the Covid vaccine has caused. It is tragic people are
at each other’s throats about it. I have some family members who live far away
who will not get the vaccine. My immediate family is different, we have all
been double-vaccinated. I accept what my other relatives are doing; I don’t
agree with their position, but I respect their right to decide for themselves.
Even though my husband is waiting for surgery and can’t have it because the
ICUs in the hospital are full.
I heard that recently a man who worked for a
Christian organization wrote an article in a newspaper on why he did get the
vaccine. He was fired the next day, even though this organization says they
believe in “freedom of speech.” Well, they don’t really, do they?
