So let’s not get tired of doing what is good. At just the right time we will reap a harvest of blessing if we don’t give up. Galatians 6:9

Blessed is she who has believed that what the Lord has said to her will be accomplished! Luke 1:45

Monday, May 6, 2013

Is It Spring Yet?

I really want to get started planting some things and working on my edible landscaping. But every time I turn around, there is more ice and snow in the forecast. Several parts of Oklahoma just had snow last week out of the blue.

So, I'm a little scared to put tender little plants out only to watch them become an ice sculpture.

I've been seeing pictures of my friends in other places starting their gardens and beginning to plant. I'm a little jealous but still too afraid to try it yet with the crazy weather we've been having. I may just have to suck it up and go ahead though.


One of the things our congregation here does is called 'Senior Sunday.'

One part of it is to have each Senior make a display board about themselves to display in the foyer for a couple of weeks. People can leave notes, etc. there with the kid's board if they like.

 This is Chick's:

I couldn't really remember much about the ones we saw last year so we decided to do a thing about how many places she's lived. We clustered pictures from each state around a cut-out of that state -- all 5 of them -- using Oklahoma as the main one, front and center.

In a couple of weeks, we'll have the actual Senior Sunday. It begins with a Senior brunch (with a slideshow of each senior), a procession of them in their caps and gowns into the service (with a pic and bio of each one in the bulletin) and then a shortened evening service so we can have a tribute to the seniors there. Mothers are supposed to give a charge to their child at the brunch and fathers do so at the evening service.

I told Hubby it's a big set up. They ask us to spend several weeks prior looking at all these old photos and then we have to write this thing to send them off into the future. They might as well just hand out packages of tissues to everyone as they come through the door. All the parents are in an emotional state before they even get there.

Oh well. We'll get through it.

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