Badona and I have been talking about getting cell phones next year and wondering if we really need them. Well, last weekend we took some time off for our 33rd wedding anniversary. We enjoyed each other’s company. Badona enjoys the fall foliage and visiting historical sites. It was cold out, but we had a nice, quiet time. On returning home on Monday afternoon, we discovered that our electricity was off. When it finally came back on, we found that there were fifteen messages on our answering machine—and most of these people knew that we were away! I don’t think I want a cell phone attached to me. I’d rather plan and be organized and not let the phone be in charge of my life. God is in charge of my life and we keep it simple.
I haven’t been fishing for a while. The cats recognize my 5-gallon bucket that I use to carry home catfish for them. When I carry it around the yard for other purposes, they follow me like I’m the Pied Piper. But I haven’t had fish for them, so I had to go to Southern States and buy a 40-pound bag of cat food. I store the cat food in a large, covered trash can in the storage shed. I have cut a small hole in the bottom of the door to my tool shed where the cats can get in out of the weather. Now the cats have dug a hole under the doors to the storage shed. In fact, they dug two holes, one in the center and one on the left side. They have also eaten through the lid to my storage can. There’s something to say for the old metal trash cans!
Last week I was very busy and tired. I usually top up the gas tank in my truck when it gets down to half. I get better gas mileage that way. But last week I was too busy to get to the gas station. I’ve never run out of gas, but I remember when my dad passed a gas station on our trip to Ohio. He was thinking that the next station would be cheaper. At home the gas was in the twenty-cent range, but on the highway, it was up to the forty-cent range. Well, he never made it to the next station. My dad walked back to the gas station we had passed. He didn’t get back to the car until dark. Then he had to return the gas can to get his deposit back and fill up the car.
So last week I put my gas can in the truck, just in case. It had some gas in it that I use for the lawn mower. I told Badona we were “living on the edge!” We went to the YMCA for our swim before running errands. It would be out of the way to get gas first; besides, we needed to get to the Shell station to take advantage of Five-cents Off Thursday plus our Kroger fuel points. Well, we made it! My truck drank $49 worth with the discounts!
This week is the 500-year anniversary of Martin Luther nailing the Ninety-Five Theses on the church door. It is important that we remember it because the church was going in the wrong direction.
From Adam, Abraham, King David, and the old sanctuary system, the Bible shows us that we are in God’s Kingdom by faith alone. A gift both in faith and grace. Nothing we can do ourselves can earn a place in God’s Kingdom, but our actions and the way we talk and live show that we are in God’s Kingdom now. And we invade this world’s kingdoms with God’s Kingdom. The time is coming when everyone will show their true allegiance to God’s Kingdom or to this dying world.
Study for yourself to know what is true. Satan is good at mixing truth and error together and making it look good. We all have a choice to receive the mark of the beast or not! I hope you will choose God’s seal.
I saw something strange this week—at least it was strange for me. For a while we didn’t have any birds around our yard at all. I don’t know what scared them away. We do have feral cats in the woods that are somewhat ferocious. One only has one eye, but it’s a tenacious hunter. I’ve even seen it eating on a squirrel. Anyway, I thought the wild cats had scared the birds away. But they’re back now. What I saw was a pileated woodpecker in our dogwood tree eating the red berries. I even called Badona to come see it and verify that my eyes weren’t deceiving me. We usually see them hammering on a tall tree or doing their laughing call. It was interesting to see it doing something different.
Another fishing story—who wants to hear about working, which I have been doing a lot of lately. Retired life is a busy, full life! Back to fishing: Johnny and I went out on Sunday. We talked about not going but the weather changed and the wind was to be 5 to 10 miles per hour. Sunday morning was damp and drizzly, but we still headed down the road. A deer hit the side of Johnny’s truck. It left blood and hair and a small dent. But we still went fishing. After getting to the river, the wind was blowing 25 to 30 miles per hour. We still took the boat out. By 1 pm we were beat to the point of being sore. Also, we lost another anchor. We were surprised when it finally grabbed. The wind blew so hard, the anchor wouldn’t hold.
Even though we were tired and worn out, the Lord blessed us with four stripers. We should have stayed at home and rested up for work on Monday! God sends us signs that draw us to Him. Do we take the time to see them, or are we too intent on going fishing?
The Fall is my favorite time of the year. The air gets fresh, and even though I can’t see the leaves changing colors too well, I like hearing them crunch under my feet. I don’t understand why people are so worried about getting the leaves up. They disappear on their own.
Fishing is great in the Fall. Bigger fish strike the lure. I don’t know what I like best, the fish hitting the lure or the pull and the fight. I don’t care if they get off. Most of them make it into the boat, and then you have to be careful in getting the lure out of the fish’s mouth and not hurting the fish or getting a hook into yourself.
I am looking forward to having an open window for sleeping.