The morning after, and this morning we saw Captain Hook's Ship. Uh, Oh.

We saw Captain Hook’s ship in the clouds this morning. Ethan said stop giving the wrong directions to Neverland mother, or we will never get there. It isn’t the first star to the left it is the first star to the right. Oh I forgot. You can’t listen to me on those things. It is at moments like that that I am sure we are all on a journey together and we see the same things sometimes and then sometimes we don’t. I can never tell, if they are showing me the things that I see or if I am showing them the things that I see. Anyway, we all saw the ship and we were sure of it’s Hook likeness. The billowy sails atop and the darkness of the side of the ship. Let’s hope that the ship was taking off and not landing.

I may never fly with the "starlings", but I'm in the Lord's "Aviary"!

"I may never march in the infantry..."

I don't dislike that song. I have often sung it while assisting in young Sunday School classes. I am trying to lose the violent bent that I have. "Study War no more" is my new motto. How can that be? You have been a fighter from the womb.

If you would see how my father would act out my earliest behaviors. You would laugh that I am saying study war no more, with the scriptures. I believe that God will bring a day where there will be no more war. War against even my own sins and natural tendencies.

God started yesterday showing me how to be in the Lord's Audubon Society, instead. Little "Nutmeg", my sweetest new friend sparrow, came around to dance a water dance in payment for the shower that I was giving her.

Shortly after this we got a shower from Heaven and I was reminded of the blessing of God's Hand upon us for good and provision and blessing and how we owe Him much more praise than we render. I woke to renewed worship and praise because of my little friend's dance in the shower. If "Nutmeg" can praise in the water, I have much more to praise Him about!

Halleluia!

I do wish that I would have thought to take a picture of the sky

What a beautiful decoration for En's birthday party was in the sky. I didn't get a real chance to drink it all in. Just the portion of the sky that was in the corner that I call Grandma and Barbara Stanwyck's corner. I started calling it that the night of the storm when we were watching the movie with Barbara Stanwyck and she was starting another fire and there was a lightning storm at the same time we were watching that part of the movie. I call that their corner and when the clouds are swirling like they were last night I know that those ladies are delighting in redemption and the second Great grandson's 20th birthday.

Gram, as usual had her stair motif. The steps were in the shape of Ton's birthmark. A J in clear foot prints and the cake was right next to it a pineapple upside-down cake bundt. Their theme for the party was "Jo March" The cake and the stairs was the J and the O and they probably had the whole thing spelled out for me, but I was too tired to decifer any thing last night. Thank God for Grandma and my love that spans wherever she is and wherever I am. She is never there but always putting the pictures in the view master of the clouds and showing them to me.

Here are my footprints and if you don't make it to Heaven, with your on again off again self, I don't know what I will do, she seems to say. Motherhood is one of the lassos that can grab a soul and make it hellbound, if you don't watch out. Idols in your heart that keep you from really loving God. There is a host of Godmothers unwrapping me from my lassos regularly and reminding me of the prize to be won. I do so lose sight of that.

Grandma Mon said Tony boy must be prayed for and his birthmark is the J in Jo March the building puzzle. She wouldn't let me see it was her and she scurried up the J steps and let me see her foot prints as clear as can be. Don't miss the real experience of heaven! Don't lose the match! Your halftime on this game you were behind as could be. In the hospital for the tenth birthday and here you are out and about. Thank God for small mercies daily and take one ball at a time. I was grateful for the pep talk.

A sparrow visited my birdfeeder to bring my thoughts back to earth and I went back inside to enjoy the festivities. We've got the whole family in prayer they all said in Grandmother lingo. I understood completely and received every fond wish. Happy 20th anniversary of the yes from God after a very big no. 20 years of watching his nearly every breath hoping that he wouldn't turn blue in front of you. He hasn't and I am breathing still, too. Thank you, Lord.

God feeds the sparrows

When Jesus cracks the sky, will we be ready? In the meantime...

Now, on the matter of present tense! Mrs. Day, Mother Day, (I call her) yelled at me in the clouds this morning. I was nearly laughing, were she not so right on point. A Huge, huge airplane was painted perfectly, Were you not just talking to Evie about jumbling all of the eons together in your communication until you can’t tell the 1500’s from the year 2000 with you people. Did you have to go all the way back to Chris Columbus for En to understand boring hymn singing and invisible lyrics? Could you have used an airplane word picture for him? Point well taken. I sit and receive the blessing of the first scene of Father My sponsors have vowed three things in my name… and Father comes down the steps decisively. Mother’s labor was not in vain in the Lord as she is my maternal sponsor and corrects quite severely when as in this case the conversation Mother daughter my mother’s letter and her mother’s letter and all these pages fall on my lap as I am pitching when I should be catechizing or being catechised ( I am Whitley). All in a day’s… ponderings.