Hanging on
It's been a fun week. Many things going on. Fun stuff happening here and there. I thought you might be interested in a few of those goings on, so here you go!
Last Sunday was a communion Sunday. I sat with my normal pew partners, Susan and her two girls and we made our way up to the communion rail, to participate with the Saints in the feast of the Lamb (Christ's body and blood through, with and under the bread and wine). As we moved up toward the rail, I noticed there wasn't going to be enough room. (Not so, at God's table, there's always room!) I snatched up Susan's older daughter and put her directly in front of me, leaving me about an inch/by a foot wide on which to kneel. I held on so tight to the rail! And no amount of squirming or muscle complaints was going to remove me from my place. This made me think a little...and I'm so glad my salvation isn't dependent on me grasping, and attempting to hang on on my own! Praise God for all He does!
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On Monday I was working and was offered a new type of fruit as a snack. I was given a prickly pear. I was warned that it must be peeled, the prickles rather bad if you don't watch out, the fruit is a bright purple and the seeds, edible. I brought it home in my bag and set out to eat is as my dessert. I also noticed my hands had some prickles in the, tiny, 2-3mm long almost invisible prickles, that were not so easy to find/pull out. My hands weren't so happy! I peeled it, thinking I had gone deep enough, but I hadn't. I wasn't easy peeling and not so purple looking. I tried again. This time, I found a good end point, the peel came off easily and bright purple fruit was
found. I gave a slice to Fiona and then munched the rest myself. Not terribly flavourful, very high water content(reminiscent of watermelon), hard to chew round dark seeds...interesting!
The prickles-- they hung on and hung on! I found a few of them when rooting around my bag, and there is one nasty on sitting in the base of my index finger. I can't see it, but I know it's there!! (Mine looked like the top row- when peeled)
Yesterday I had to drive across town for work. I picked up a hitchhiker. (Not on purpose, it was kind of forced on me). The hitchhicker- a ladybug. It held onto my windshield all the way from my place, on the highway and to my parking spot...hope I brought it to its destination!
Not the safest way for them to travel!
That's all the hanging on for the week...How/to what are you hanging in/on?
Last Sunday was a communion Sunday. I sat with my normal pew partners, Susan and her two girls and we made our way up to the communion rail, to participate with the Saints in the feast of the Lamb (Christ's body and blood through, with and under the bread and wine). As we moved up toward the rail, I noticed there wasn't going to be enough room. (Not so, at God's table, there's always room!) I snatched up Susan's older daughter and put her directly in front of me, leaving me about an inch/by a foot wide on which to kneel. I held on so tight to the rail! And no amount of squirming or muscle complaints was going to remove me from my place. This made me think a little...and I'm so glad my salvation isn't dependent on me grasping, and attempting to hang on on my own! Praise God for all He does!
More stories:
On Monday I was working and was offered a new type of fruit as a snack. I was given a prickly pear. I was warned that it must be peeled, the prickles rather bad if you don't watch out, the fruit is a bright purple and the seeds, edible. I brought it home in my bag and set out to eat is as my dessert. I also noticed my hands had some prickles in the, tiny, 2-3mm long almost invisible prickles, that were not so easy to find/pull out. My hands weren't so happy! I peeled it, thinking I had gone deep enough, but I hadn't. I wasn't easy peeling and not so purple looking. I tried again. This time, I found a good end point, the peel came off easily and bright purple fruit was
found. I gave a slice to Fiona and then munched the rest myself. Not terribly flavourful, very high water content(reminiscent of watermelon), hard to chew round dark seeds...interesting!The prickles-- they hung on and hung on! I found a few of them when rooting around my bag, and there is one nasty on sitting in the base of my index finger. I can't see it, but I know it's there!! (Mine looked like the top row- when peeled)
Yesterday I had to drive across town for work. I picked up a hitchhiker. (Not on purpose, it was kind of forced on me). The hitchhicker- a ladybug. It held onto my windshield all the way from my place, on the highway and to my parking spot...hope I brought it to its destination!
Not the safest way for them to travel!That's all the hanging on for the week...How/to what are you hanging in/on?
5 Comments:
ow--thanks for discovering the prickly pear so I don't have to!
Don't pick the prickly pear with the paw, when you pick the pear gotta use the claw...But you don't need to use the claw, when you pick a pear of the big paw-paw...Have I given you a clue?
The bear necessities of life will come to you!
Looks like you can purchase those prickly pears in a grocery store near me!
Jungle book.... cool, and here I thought you bought it for its medicinal purposes. "Opuntia ficus indica may have a reducing effect on alcohol hangover by inhibiting the production of inflammatory mediators. Studies have yielded differing results, with some studies witnessing significant reductions in nausea, dry mouth, and loss of appetite as well as the risk of a severe hangover[5] while others witnessing no compelling evidence suggesting effects on alcohol hangover.[6]" (Got that on your link!!)
No EtOH involved in my story- sorry Aunt Nancy- it was just a random gift that I enjoyed
Hope back to school is fun!
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