Sunday
Another church day and a beautiful snapdragon to go with the day.
Earlier in the summer I wrote about the hardy snapdragon. Here's the proof.The night was a bit hesitant in getting started but it lasted until almost 7 so I'm very happy. We left for church a few minutes earlier than usual. I wanted to make contact with the teachers of the high school kids. I needed to do a bit of waiting but eventually I did get my question answered with the word sure. Next Sunday the kids are going to carry nativity decorations from the attic to the first floor. There are many steps to the attic and their help is always a big win for us. Count that question taken care of.
With the theme for the day being the Hamilton Series and affordable housing in Indianapolis, we had a guest preach from Columbus, Ohio who started with many other churches collecting unused, left overs and unnecessary household items and offering them for free to those in need. It's been successful never running out of items and now more than 20 years old. Another session was held after lunch on affordable housing. We heard over and over how enough came to biblical stories of manna and the feeding of the 5000 among other examples. I often think of that when we are feeding folks from the community. There always is enough even when not knowing how many are coming for dinner.
The choir sang a favorite. I believe in the sun, even when it isn't shining. I believe in love, even when I don't feel it. I believe in God, even when God is silent. These words were scribbled on a wall in Germany by a person of the holocaust and found after the second world war. The words are so simply said and the music so beautiful written.
After church Heidi and I headed to the attic to identify all of the items necessary for decorating in a few weeks. Many nativities have been selected, Roping and bows will be at the doors again. Our angles from the Philippians will be used. I have one advent candle to repour with a few more decisions needed.
The Colts played and lost. That seems to continue the losses this week including Purdue and the election. Yes, I'm a democrat believing that people should be cared for because they are God's children. Immigrants should receive a way to citizenship and more things than I can write about here. This afternoon the feeling was of grief for what we have lost. Brahams played over and over in my head. But I will add that Hamilton Counties republican vote was less than the democratic vote. I'm still a registered republican voting as a democrat. The republican party left me years ago. Now if I said too much I ask for forgiveness. I am aware that words can heal or hurt. My hope is the former. I speak only for myself.
I did a little baking for Georgia. I think it's the last for my kitchen unless one would count the turkey. I will do that soon. And then there will be pies after we get to Georgia.
The yeast did it's best work this time. Freshness counts when one thinks yeast. It's time for the rolling pin, butter, brown sugar and cinnamon.
There are two pans ready for icing tomorrow and another batch waiting that was baked last week.I decided a walk around the block needed to happen, hoping to clear my mind. I kept meeting a neighbor and his dog. We carried on conversations in bits and pieces as we passed each other.
This is not the usual way to end the walk. The up the hill at the end took some energy. Speeding was not in the plan. Stella agreed.There is more football tonight. Tomorrow brings another visit with Dr. Schneider, the oncologist. Our monthly visits are just what I need. It's part of his treatment plan. After November comes December of course and that will be the telling month to see what progress has been made.
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