Today, Hank is 7, soon to be 8, at home with his Mom, Dad, and Ruthie and Celia. All schools closed, as we all sheltered at home to help send away the COVID19. We can FaceTime, wave at each other from a distance. There is the zoom also. Schools held the last day on March 13, and the following week, all collected their tools, lessons and assignments and headed home for schooling, and to be "sheltered". Now schools are closed until end of April, and I fully believe they will be closed further, until the hot summer arrives. Our heat should help take the virus away.
So counting the days: 28. Easter, April 12 - makes it 29.
St. Philips Church recently invited in the Rev. Canon J. John, from England to speak and share his ministry with us. One evening he spoke about the practice of praying, caring and sharing: Natural Evangelism. Most inspiring, and I learned so much, and I signed up for his newsletter. Today, I received his Easter Message, and I found it to be most compelling and reassuring for this time of physical separation from our friends and family.
A reminder that we are never alone is found in his Easter message.
His website link is here.
Rec. Canon J. John's Easter Message and prayer can be found at:
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A day with Ms Amy - enchanting and filled with Christmas joy!
After days with COVID, finally well, and looking forward to my day with Ms. Amy. So here is the backstory. First my relationship with MS. Amy began with me helping taking her home after our Wednesday night service. I lived nearby, and the short ride was always filled with talking about the lesson learned that night. Then we sat near in Sunday church, and more Wednesday night. Over time she and I shared a lot of ourselves and I met an older women filled with great faith, prayer and wit and could speak on about any topic. Well-read. A collector of books, and that we had in common for sure! And I did so enjoy our time together, and once I asked her out of lunch "my treat" and she quickly corrected me - 'no we go dutch so we can go more often." First to reassure her family, no secrets shared, but I did learn about a young girl growing up in a family in the south loved by her father and mother in the 1930's - 1950's, and her namesake Aunt Amy, belov...
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