The Weekend Review

 Friday

I don't know when it really hit me that the Texas Rangers Ballpark was no place for a hungry herbivore like me.  Maybe it was the two foot long hot dog the guy behind us was eating or maybe it was the bacon-wrapped hot dogs for sale at concessions- I'm not sure.  Jack's comment to a youngster toting the $26 wiener was "God bless you, son."  His reply?

"God bless Texas."

Indeed.
  

The guy behind us finished one off and although he looked a bit pained and was sporting a bit of the meat sweats, he did it.  He really did it. 

The Rangers won the game, hot dogs were eaten (or in our case some veggie nachos), and my sister and I even made it onto the big screen hootin' and a hollerin'.   Fun times.

Saturday

Saturday's sunshine lit up lots of blonde hair for some all day bouncy, swimmy, silly, cousin fun. 

As far as I'm concerned, there is no reason at all to go to some fancy resort when my sister has one in her backyard.  It is deluxe. 

 

In fact, the Hill resort was the setting for the Lord leading me beside its still waters in the morning. 

There were beautiful, quiet, still waters while Jack and Jennifer took the kids to whack some golf balls.  It was grace. 

Sunday

Speaking of grace, my thoughts on the drive back home on Sunday were along the lines of something I read in Anne of Green Gables this week.  It was "... I like people who make me love them.  It saves me so much trouble in making myself love them."

Too often I make it a challenge for people to love me- most especially people like Jack and Jennifer- people who have loved me for so long that I just take their love for granted.  I'm ornery and stubborn and spoiled in a lot of ways and even with my still waters quiet time with the Lord, I still missed the mark.

So Sunday's reflections brought thankfulness for forgiveness and love from those I love the best.  

My, how I love my people.

Thanks for the grace, my family.

And here's to a white Christmas together!  Colorado or bust!

Oh, and don't forget this....  Enjoy...