See you in Sept., Oct., or November???

So, the house is looking very messy, full of boxes and STUFF, and it is time for me to

pull the plug on the fun stuff like blogging and Pinterest and facebook until we get settled

 into our new house at the end of November, or maybe sooner while we live with Erin and her

family in the interum. In fact, I'm not a big facebooker, and  I was going to

stop facebook, when on that very day, 1 dear person

from my past and 1 dear niece friended me, and I just had to connect with them!

But I cannot justify taking time to do any of this for now.

(just a couple of spots of cardboard land)

I hope to read blogs while at Erin's, but they have lousy internet service, so it may be

just a chance to read your blogs and see how you all are.

But I may not be able to get many posts in...

Well, maybe a few new house photos and pics of the JEMS.

Well, ahem, we'll see what happens.

Facebook, it is so long, good bye until we

get into our house, because where Erin and Co. live,

facebook isn't allowed, due to the kids that are treated there.

Anyway, we are moving NEXT WEEKEND (Sept. 17-18) 

and part of' the following week, and I have lots to do.

My family and a few friends will be coming to help

 pack and clean and lift and

whatever else needs to be done.

And that means prying my fingers away fron the keyboard,

except for email - I"ll  keep checking that.

 And, oh, yes, we are also getting a new roof put on our "now" house...

...as our cottage is getting it's roof put on!

I am sure grateful God is in control of all things!

So, for now, as the song in my head says:

I'll be alone each and every night
While you're away, don't forget to write

Bye-bye, so long, farewell
Bye-bye, so long

See you in September...

In case the song is going through your head, you can hear it here:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iu-7DXBiVsA

The Last Sunflower

There wasn't time to plant and take care of a garden this year,

what with selling and moving,

but this lone sunflower managed to survive from seeds

dropped last fall.

It surprised me when it grew tall and blossomed, as we

hadn't watered it at all, but let the rains take care of it.

It was as if the garden we usually planted with vegetables and flowers

wanted to sing out a last good-bye with this one last sunflower,

and to remind us that...

wherever we are,

wherever God plants us,

we will live

and grow

and flourish

as long as we turn our faces towards the Son.

Turn your eyes upon Jesus,

look full in His wonderful face,

and the things of earth

will grow strangely dim

in the light of His glory and grace.

Words & Music: Hel­en H. Lem­mel, 1922