Consider the Lilies..: October 2016   

Oct 26, 2016

Just some stuff.

Sky moved back home three days ago. I won't go into all the details, except to say that she discovered that he was very behind on his bills and wanted her to sign a lease. She decided that she didn't want to be responsible for his debts so she called her dad and came home.
I'm not gonna lie and say that I'm not super happy about it.
I gave in and told her she could have a puppy. She paid a deposit to a breeder for a miniature brown merle Australian Shepherd. She will have to drive 3 hours to pick him up though. Not that she will mind a road trip in her new Camaro.

We are making a little progress finding the homeless. We found a place where several hang out and thanks to donations from two super awesome people (you know who you are!) we were able to make more bags and add even more personal items to them. Yay!
We met a guy who hangs out under a bridge during the day. His name is John, but he calls himself 'the troll under the bridge'. He said that several times during the week his friends meet him under that bridge and they hang out for a while.  We are hoping to meet his friends and maybe find out from them where we can find others.

A few days ago while Clay was talking to John and I was sitting in the jeep, there was a loud BOOM under the hood of the jeep. Our radiator had exploded.  Darn it.
Clay walked to the nearest gas station and got a gallon of water and we were able to make it part of the way to a friends house before the jeep just died. It died at a stoplight and we had to stop traffic and push the jeep across three lanes to get it into a parking lot.
A very nice kid got out of his car and ran over to help us so that was nice :)
So that night, Clay and Zack replaced the radiator. I'm glad it happened while Clay was home!

Oct 12, 2016

Catching up...

I haven't felt like blogging lately. 
OK longer than lately. 
Weeks maybe?
 I can't even say that there hasn't been anything going on, because stuff has happened. 

 Copper. 
Our big, lovable, most sweetest dog in the world, had to be put down.  
He was born with a birth defect and his back legs did not bend properly. As he aged, they started to bother him.  At first it was just the back stairs leading down into the yard that were too hard for him so we would walk him out the front door and around to the back. But then even the front steps became too hard for him. He began to struggle just to get up from a sitting or laying down position, he couldn't keep traction on tile floors, and could no longer stand for more than a few seconds  before his legs would get tired and he would have to sit again. 
 It was a hard decision for us to make, because even though he couldn't get around very well, he was still so darn happy and lovable. 
 So Clay talked to the vet and asked her what we should do. She said that it would be better to put him down while he was still happy rather than to wait for him to be miserable.  So he made an appointment for a Friday. 
 Sky insisted on going with Clay.  He had been her dog since the fourth grade. She was so sad. 
She had cried all the night before, did her best to stay cheerful for him the next day, and then cried for the rest of the weekend.   
  Sky said that the vet had told her that it was very easy to see that Copper was a very happy dog and that she had given him a very good life. 
 That helped a little bit. 


Sky. 

  She is officially moved out and living on her own like a grown up. 
 She moved a whole mile away from us.  
 She moved in with her boyfriend Ryan.  I can't say that I love the idea of her living with someone she isn't married to, but she IS an adult. 
So it is what it is. 
 And she bought a new car. 
 A 2012 Chevy Camaro  
 All by herself..  She knew exactly the car she wanted and what she wanted her monthly payment to be.  She just wanted her dad to go with her so they would take her seriously, and it worked out just the way she wanted it to.
  On one hand: I am incredibly proud of her.  She's responsible, independent, motivated, ambitious, brilliant, a hard worker, beautiful, confident, and fearless. 
 On the other hand: my baby my only child has grown up and moved out of our house. 
 When I went down to the basement and stood in the middle of her empty bedroom, I sort of felt like I had been punched in the chest.
But this is life right?
*sigh*  

Us. 
So now, we are "empty-nesters". 
 The first thing we did was rearrange practically every room in the house. 
 We cleaned out the junk room and turned it into an office. 
My desk and my books were taking over the living room anyway. 
We set up the treadmill and Clay's loading bench in the basement and set up a storage space for our street ministry.
We have teamed up with another couple to go out and bring food, blankets, etc, and the gospel to the homeless.  
When we can find them that is. 
Panhandlers are easy to find in Omaha but the real homeless aren't..  You have to look for them, in parts of town you'd rather not go to.
Plus, they are very distrustful of people who just walk up to them and offer to help.
So it's a process.

Sky left her futon when she moved out so we turned it into a bed in the basement too.
Buster thinks it's his.


Me. 
I had a birthday.
 I am 43.
 I don't feel any different than I did when I was 42. 
 I'm not sure if I was even expecting to feel different. But there you have it. 
 Sky gave me a new journal for my birthday. 
(FYI, Pittsburgh is #1 in the AFC right now) 
 Clay gave me this ceramic teapot and this adorable tea box..
 I stuffed it full of Downton Abbey tea. 
Which  by the way, is the best tea I have ever had. 
 For real, if you've never had it you really need to try it!

I started another C2C blanket.  Yeah, still hooked on this pattern.
Hooked, get it?  Because it's crochet and you use a hook..?
Heh..
Anyway.
I'm making it for our niece Kylee.
Her bedroom is turquoise and gray.  So far I'm loving it :)

Buster
Oh this poor dog..  
He started acting strange a few hours after we said goodbye to Copper.
First he started itching, then it got worse, and worse.  By 10:00 that night he was scratching, biting, and chewing on himself non-stop.
Then the whining started. 
It was sort of faint and random but soon grew constant, and then louder.  
He followed me everywhere.  
Whining.  
Louder.  
Seriously.  It was constant..
All night, all the next day, and all that night..
I can't tell you how much I love this dog, but I was ready to throw him out the window.
Oh, and he wouldn't go near Clay.  Any time Clay went near him, he would run and hide behind me.
So back to the vet.
The diagnosis?  Anxiety.  
First Sky took all of her stuff and moved out, then Copper didn't come back, then we moved all of the furniture in the house around..  The poor little guy couldn't take it anymore.
So he's now on anti-anxiety meds.
He still doesn't let me out of his sight and follows me everywhere, but he's calmed down considerably..
*whew*

Clay.
 He's been moving furniture and hunting.
And being perfect.
Because that's what Clay does. :)


Oct 9, 2016

By James White..

Brief Thoughts
1. Trump is a coddled, rich, pampered, arrogant, self-absorbed, egotistical shallow-thinking unregenerate man; his many divorces should have told anyone with the slightest bit of common sense that he has no respect for honesty, integrity, covenant keeping, or women as a whole; his proudly boasting of seducing married women should have told the same people that he is utterly untrustworthy, period. The video/audio is nothing new, it just makes any person with a conscience wince to hear the arrogance and immaturity of a man of DJT’s age. But there is no reason to be shocked or surprised. I bet there are dozens of folks out there with similar recordings or at least experiences with him. Hundreds. 
2. There were candidates who, while likewise unregenerate, were morally and ethically light years beyond DJT. They were ignored. And at least one candidate that made, and makes, a quite credible profession of faith in Christ, likewise without the mountain-sized pile of moral and ethical garbage. Not chosen by an electorate who quite clearly cares about issues other than character.
3. Neither candidate is qualified by character to hold ANY public office, period. That the nation is faced with these two candidates is, as most of us have realized by now, judgment, plain and simple. Both will fundamentally alter, forever, a system that is already broken, in my opinion, beyond repair—and that due to the fact that it was designed to govern a people who held in common a set of values based upon mankind being the creature of God, sinful and fallen, and hence based upon inalienable God-given rights, as well as the need to decentralize power due to man’s evil. Since that worldview has been overthrown, the system which worked so well to govern is now powerless, and into that vacuum a system of totalitarian socialism is moving and, as is the want of vacuums, quickly.
4. The moral authority of the so-called “evangelical church” in the United States is a joke. Between the soul-rotting decay of the Word-faith movement and the money-grubbing televangelists, and the sell-out “conservative” leaders who jumped on the Trump wagon early on, the world is snorting in its coffee when anyone speaks to the issue of “moral corruption” by those in political office. The very ones who once berated Bill Clinton for turning the White House into a brothel (on a level that few today even realize—the debauchery was incredible) eviscerated their credibility by ignoring the fact that at least Clinton tried to hide his exploits: Trump brags about them. Combine this with the fact that for far, far too many their “unyielding stand” on issues like homosexuality or marriage are based upon prejudices and tradition rather than a thought out theology that flows from a properly prioritized theological system, and you can see why our words carry no weight.
5. Hillary Clinton is evil. Yes, I used the “e” word. Might as well do so why I still can. You won’t be able to in the not too distant future (hate speech, you know). She is evil on every level you can be evil. Worldview evil, the zombie slave of the Culture of Death, bought and paid for by Planned Infanticide. She stands for everything that is immoral and ungodly and destructive. And I haven’t even gotten to the fact that she is the most corrupt politician possibly in the history of the nation. But she will be elected President of the United States. Jezebel will rule.
6. Stop fantasizing about the SCOTUS. One word: Obergefell, and that WITH Scalia. That ship has sailed, it is over the horizon. See point 3. Further, the doe-eyed optimism of my fellow Christians that a man like DJT, who has no earthly concept of what “trustworthiness” means, and has lived his life violating covenants and promises (ask his wives and the married women he seduced, proudly), would actually go to the mat to push through even semi-meaningful judicial nominees is further evidence that bearing the name “Christian” does not necessarily endow you with common sense.
7. Stop comparing DJT to David. David was REPENTANT. Trump is PROUD. These are NOT synonyms. And if you think the pathetic statements made by Trump are acts of repentance, LOOK UP THE WORD sometime. 
8. Finally, stop saying that those of us who will not prostitute ourselves at the altar of political expediency are demanding moral perfection on the part of candidates, and, of course, “none have ever been perfect.” I am a sinner—but unlike Trump, I do not take pride in my sin, promote my sin, or excuse it as mere “locker room talk” or the like. I hate it, detest it, and flee from it. The moral and ethical black holes represented by Hillary Clinton and Donald Trump differ in nature and extent from any candidates we have ever seen in the history of this nation, and the fact that we are stuck with them at this very time of national decline on so many fronts speaks loudly…to those with ears to hear.