Checking in to say hi. I feel so badly for missing you all and neglecting my blogs. Lots going on for us, but everything seems to be in happy mode! After my surgery March 3, 2025 I was miserable. I don't like to put that on others so I stayed quiet. I will say the one negative which I truly dislike is the fact that my surgeon never once mentioned I could and I do have permanent nerve damage in my neck. I know how blessed I am to have survived it all but that was a hard pill to swallow. The only advice doctors seem to dole out is, we have give you medication to help! No thank you. I have better methods to deal with it, it just took a long while.
So on to better days...yesterday we attended the sweet little church our grand daughter Jacey attended when she was a youngster. The pastor who celebrated sweet Alastor Avery's short life in 2019 for the phamilies and spoke at our son-in-law Roger's celebration of life in December 2022 is still that same wonderful kind hearted gentle man. So Jacey said let's all go to church together. Rebekah our middle and Avery, my husband's twin (they are both middle children) mentioned it to Jacey and as these precious gals attended our city's meetings regarding several issues these past two years. Pastor was criminally fined for feeding the homeless in our city's park. It is a very sad situation but our girls went to bat for him so he was able to sit with some city officials and talk respectfully about this difficult subject.
The homeless crisis is all over our country. If compassionate people do not reach out and feed them are any of us really following Jesus? It is a hard question many officials do not like to address. Sweep it aside and it should disappear.
We attended church with the pastor and his small but amazingly wonderful congregation last weekend. They share a church building with another pastor so they celebrate on Saturday. It was a wonderful service and the young people impressed us. They were worshipping with their whole hearts. Kids today have so much thrown at them, school shootings, bullying, all the craziness of the world . Something my generation never had to deal with. I never regret one moment I spent worshipping in church as a kid.
At church this weekend many in the congregation spoke about needs. One gentleman is involved with an organization that helps provide wells for clean water in small villages in many third world countries. One gentleman spoke as he and his wife were once homeless and that is something he knows first hand about. I personally felt the Holt Spirit moving in church yesterday. A lady spoke about spending time at a Jewish synagogue in our suburbs where she learned much about her Jewish history she was unaware of. Although this particular synagogue has had many threats they keep worshipping. Other people from the congregation spoke about needing prayer for others and shared many answers to prayer as well.
The music, which pastor also participates in was wonderful and I love the simplicity of the church. They serve dinner afterwards. Our kids Rebekah and Zach and grandson Colton and grand daughter Jacey and their two kids Harrison and Shea stayed to visit with others and enjoy the wonderful meal. Avery and I had to skedaddle. The B& B brothers were at their late summer baseball league. Oh the joy of watching them. Both teams played really well and it was fun to see them. They just returned from their Disneyland adventure.
A game so fine it's played on diamonds!
The boys have two more games this weekend and next. Then they will start flag football in November indoors. Keeps them busy. Yesterday celebrated their one year anniversary since their accident. We are all so extremely grateful for their recovery. Our son Jeremy is doing well also.
Next week I will snap a few photos at church. It is so nice to be here with you and thank you for the friendships.
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