If I only had a brain, Part 4&5

Well, well, well...it's been awhile since I posted an 'If I only had a brain' story. But, today I have two! First, let's start with this morning...and a to the brim cup of french vanilla coffee. As I stumbled to my recliner so did my cup of coffee right from my hand. I 'agghhed' loudly and Kent came with towel in hand. He comforted me saying, "If you're gonna turn the entire cup of coffee topsy turvy then it's a good thing when its' contents match the carpet." One more reason to keep my "If I only had a brain" coffee mug.

A few days back, I was helping paint the Memorial Building kitchen area. It the middle of the madness, the electricity went out and we were destined to sweat it out. At some point, we realized that we were going to need more paint. The solution? Call my friend who works in Seymour so that she could pick it up on her way home. I stated, "No problem, I'll do it! The best way to contact her is by email, so I'll run home and shoot her note." I got home and duhhhhh, the computer doesn't work without juice~~~~~! My fellow painters obviously had the same epiphany because when I returned they had already had a cackle from it. Just one more reason to keep my "If I only had a brain" coffee mug.

POG

I love old stuff! Maybe that's why I'm excited about the restoration of Goree to the olden' days. I love pulling out memories that give me warm fuzzies. Lately, I've listened to the songs on the Goree Blog over and over. "Drive" by Alan Jackson reminds me of my Grandpa teaching me to drive in an old red standard pick-up truck that I had to use both arms to change gears. "Remember When" stirs the waters, too.


Remember me saying that I was going to watch one of my favorite movies again...? The other night I watched "One Night With The King" all by myself and had a special time with the Lord. The only problem...it made me homesick to be with HIM. And I don't mean in a quiet-time. I mean with HIM...face to face in heaven, I'm supposin'. Discontentment with this world slid in there sooo very easily. I sorta relate to Psalm 84:



1 How lovely is your dwelling place,
O LORD Almighty!
2 My soul yearns, even faints,
for the courts of the LORD;
my heart and my flesh cry out
for the living God.
10 Better is one day in your courts
than a thousand elsewhere;
I would rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God
than dwell in the tents of the wicked.


Am I crazy or WHAT? I've got it made in the shade lemonade in the here and now...the best life, ever. But boy, do I have so much more to look forward to in eternity. In the end of my dilemma, a song by Point of Grace spoke to me this morning. It talks about 'Have what you want, but want what you have. Don't spend your life lookin' back' (or forward~my add). Be blessed...POG.