The Way We Were or Will be...

This blog many times chronicles the way we were, 

sometimes it reflects the way we are and occasionally it envisions the way we hope to be.

Right now I am entering the last six months of graduate school. If I survive, in December I will graduate with my MSN in Nursing Education! In the meantime, I been besieged by many troubles and distractions.

Now many of you may or may not believe in the spirit realm, but I do. The troubles and distractions I will not elucidate upon at this time. However, the quiet Power which enables me to continue I praise. It is God's grace, strength, and wisdom which will see me through to the end.

To others who are hanging on, depleted, confused, or hurt I offer this reminder. Our Savior, Jesus, prayed for us, for you and me before He ascended into heaven. He has provided us the Comforter to supply us with everything we need...not everything we think we need.

Take heart dear souls in these tough times. He is in control.

Oh, I'm Just Piddling...

Years ago, I remember reading an article about how men and women are different...Really? I did not see that coming... Anyway, one example given was the differences in how they shop. Women browse, while men "bag" the object of their desire and leave.

Well, newsflash, the differences do not stop there. The other day I'm piddling around in the yard...My husband is watching me and begins to "organize" my work for me...

Pops -"Why don't you put everything in one container instead of walking back and forth."

Me -"Cuz, I'm just piddling around..."

Pops -" Yeah, but if you just put all this in that, you could just make one trip.."

Me -"Yeah, but I'm just piddling ...

Pops -"What???"

Me " I'm not trying to organize a work load; I'm off; this is my leisure time...I'm just piddling around!"

To the male of the species, I leave the definition of "Piddle" - verb.
When the female of the species aimlessly browses around the yard or a room, ...looking at this...moving that....then going back to rearrange it all again... To piddle, piddling!

Please be advised that it is recommended that the female not be interrupted during this activity. As unorganized and random as it appears, she is relaxing.