A Few Thoughts On March 17th

I cannot think of a place that has consistently more dramatic mornings than the Yellowstone Valley of southeastern Montana. Having traveled over most of this great and beautiful nation, and a few excursions to our beautiful neighbor to the south, Mexico, I have enjoyed many sunrises. But daily, the sunrise from our windows at Fringe Benefit Farm are the most awe inspiring that I've seen.

This morning there is a band of clouds covering much of the sky. I think the arm of a little weather system, or something like that. The rest of the sky has a slight haze. When the sun comes up and illuminates the atmosphere, it is ... well, dramatic...

I am feeling veery greatful to be alive to see the beauty of God's Earth today. Today I celebrate 27 years in recovery. Thank you God, Thank you Jimmie K., and thank you to all the addicts who have, and continue to give freely of their experience, strength, and hope.

I have to go in to town early today. Our friend Sarah C. is having a baby today. in fact, as I write this, at about 8:12am, they will have just about finished with her C section, and we will soon know whether to send pink, or blue. More will be revealed.

I got a huge dose of food poisoning. Not sure where it came from, but I sure know where it went. I spent most of the day in bed yesterday, except for going in to teach my Tuesday afternoon Bible study. I didn't really want to, but spiritual things are more important than the flesh.  I did not give my usual round of hugs after the study. It might have been just a little poisoning, but in case it wasn't, I didn't want to take any chances.

As you may know, I minister in Nursing homes, and I sure didn't want to give those dear folk any diseases.  You see, in our spiritual walk, we must not only give honor and praise to God, but also show love to our fellow human.

There is still frost on the deck this morning. The fields around have patches of snow left on them. Very interesting to watch nature at work.

We have a new cat. Her name is Moka. She's a Siamese, with all the endearing traits of the breed. We adopted her from Pet Smart in Billings.  This morning I let her out to commune with Kathryn while was out smoking. Moka DOES NOT like walking on the frosty surface. It is, after all beneath her station. I once saw a lady wearing a tee shirt that said "Because I'm the queen of the f-----g universe, that's why!"  I ought to get one for Moka.  She has evidently been kept indoors all her life, and is still learning how to operate the cat door.  If she has her way, she would make us open it for her whenever she wants to go out or in. I figure the first rainstorm, she goes out, and stays there until she comes in through the cat door all by herself. Cruel? maybe, but it works. See, I understand Siamese cats. They're addicts. Those of you who suffer this disease will comprehend my meaning.

Time to get showered and head in to town. I want to spend some time with Sarah before I have to go to work.

Agape
Lee