Wrinkles of Grief!
We are living in frustrating times. When will they end? We want an ending, NOW! But it won't happen just because we want it to happen. Frustrating, right? When does frustration lead to sin?
Working in his yard during the CoViD-19 pandemic, a neighbor used his four-pronged pitchfork to dig out several large weeds. What else can one do in his yard? The weeds were difficult to extract from the rock-hard soil. Hmmm! Getting any ideas for this week’s lesson?
As a martial arts instructor, I had the privilege of seeing students from three to seventy-three work toward becoming the best they could be. I thought age three was too young, but one little three year old girl made me rethink that. Anna had to take numerous "Mommy-hug time outs" during each class, and she always had a smile on her face. However, she was not overly fond of doing stretches. She would invariably look up at me and say, "Mrs. George, this is hard." And I would invariably reply, "Yes, but you can do hard things."
Memories of my grandmother (farm in 1873). I remember her wearing an apron, every day, that covered all of her front side to beneath her knees. The only time she took off the apron was when company came or she was going somewhere. She also wore three or four petticoats, three in the summer, four in the winter months. Each day she discarded the top skirt and replaced it with a clean one next to her skin.