Category: Spiritual

Grange Hall Days…

As I was walking this morning, I found myself pondering a few of our previous daily prompts, one of which was the one regarding fears.  For whatever reason, my mind wound up remembering a fear I had as a child that was a very well-founded fear, thanks to the grown ups of the time.  This story is a shout out for all of the others out there who were scarred along with me… this is for you my fellow comrades in the old school vaccine lines…

How many people here remember being marched into your local grange hall, to await your annual vaccines.  Remember the walls lined with folding chairs that began at the door and went all the way around the hall to the closed door at the other end? 

We were forced in the doorway by unhappy parents, who had to sit with us for the entire waiting process, lying to us the entire time, saying “It’s not that bad, it won’t hurt, it will be over before you know it, and you get a sucker when it’s over”.  There we had to sit for at least 2 hours, moving forward one chair at a time, slowly, always watching the door with the frosted glass that did not allow you to see more than an ominous shadow on the other side. 

We had to watch the kids closest to the doorway get more and more frightened, and slowly starting to cry.  We watched as the door opened, a hiccupping teary-eyed boy or girl would exit with a stupid sucker in their hand, and then watch the child by the door completely loose it and claw for the exit, only to be drug into the scary room screaming NOOOO… Then the door would close, it would get loud, then quiet, then really loud, and then they would exit with that stupid sucker, and we would all advance one seat closer…

Ya……….. whose ridiculous idea was that???  I am certain that it played a large roll in my fear of needles, to this day!  Sooooo… for all of you that were there… this will make you feel a little better…

I think there should be a special kind of retribution for us test subjects, I mean kids.  For those that took part in putting us through this very dysfunctional process, I think it would only be fitting if they were asked to sit in one of those chairs by the door.  But they have to give their banking information to the attendant who takes it to that silly room. 

Now, they have to sit for the next several hours watching all of us in line in front of them, and here is the fun part…  Instead of people crying when they enter that room, they will wave and smile as they shut the door behind them.  They are for sure laughing when they are in there, and when they come out, they smile and wave as they leave… no way to have any idea how much they spend of that money until the perp (nightmare maker) gets to the room… but they must look on the bright side, there will be a whole bag of stupid suckers for them to make it all better…

I am so nice, though, cause I only have cookies in my lobby and they are only for us!

I have been reading in Luke recently and I thought I would share a few verses that I am still pondering over…

Parable of the lighted lamp

No one lights a lamp and hides it in a jar or puts it under a bed. Instead, he puts it on a stand, so that those who come in can see the light. For there is nothing hidden that will not be disclosed, and nothing concealed that will not be know or brought into the open. Therefore consider carefully how you listen. Whoever has will be given more; whoever does not have, even what he thinks he has will be taken from him. Luke 8: 16-18

I am not planning on teaching or preaching anything… I seriously just wanted to share the part where I am currently pondering… you are welcome to do your own investigating, or not…

Cause they were so cute and Ghosts little toe beans were sticking out… DERR SOOO SQUISHY…

You are correct in assuming that I have once again spoken with Lady Cordelia, of House Acorn. I am pleased to inform you that I was not pelted with nuts this time. On the contrary, I have been formerly invited to a wedding! They sent an emissary all the way to my RV, bearing an invitation to court…

Since the wedding is a few days away, I can only tell you what I know so far, and then we will all have to wait and see what comes…

Here is what I know…

The bride to be is from House Pinion, I am not sure of their exact location but I believe it to be somewhere south? Her name is Lady Ophelia of House Pinion, a house apparently in high standing among the Squirrel Kingdoms, brought here, to secure alliances between these two great houses…

I know that she is the betrothed of the Acorn Prince, though I am a bit embarrassed that I do not even know his name. I was not about to inquire of his name, as I have already been pelted with peanuts for not behaving in a respectful manner. Why they did not think to put his name on the invitation, is another question I kept to myself. Anyway, I am certain I will ascertain his name in due time…

As for the Lady, I have been blessed with seeing her, and let me tell you… She is a vision…

Lady Ophelia is taller than the other squirrels I have seen here… she has a golden Sable colored coat with a delicate white underbelly. Her head and ears are smooth, bearing the color of deep Amber. When she looked at me, she took me in with a bright and inquisitive manner. She accepted the peanut I offered, not with disdain, but with a quiet and gentle demeaner. She actually nodded respectfully, and left me feeling touched deeply in my heart.

Not only did I find her strikingly beautiful, but there are whisperings all through the valley in regards to the lovely Lady. Everyone is bubbling with excitement and vying for the opportunity to help with the preparations.

I will make every effort to get some photos of the nuptials, but as I am unsure if it will be allowed, I cannot promise anything. Maybe if I am sitting in the back, no one will notice if I take a couple of pictures. Wish me luck…

Guess What??? The Big Man installed a fountain… right in the middle of our lobby! In following with my earlier blogs on the subject of Church, I have begun to see the “lobby” more and more clearly as the place I am calling home.

When my studies began opening up a picture of what I thought church might look like, this lobby is the part of the body that I feel equipped for serving others in, considering myself a hostess. Whether you believe, whether you feel a bit lost, or maybe your just a bit weary on your journey and need a quiet respite to regain your strength for the journey… come on in! I am guessing that this is what the new fountain has been installed for… you, me, your friends, my friends, and all of our families. Aren’t we all supposed to be considering each other as brothers and sisters? I am not capable of dragging souls in off the highway, nor should it be my job.

I simply believe that I am being led to stand fast in said Lobby, to be readily available to you, for prayer, encouragement, hope, and to point you to the table of refreshments, and now to the fountain of life giving hope…

I have no picture as of yet to fully show the magnitude of this fountain, but I will do my best effort in words to describe what I see…

How does one give a description of something that defies the laws of nature, something that is beyond understanding? I will begin by saying that if you were to enter through the lobby entrance, you would be taken aback by the enormity of the fountain in the heart of the room. Before you rests an enormous stone, seemingly buried half way into the floor beneath it. As your eyes look up, you realize that the stone begins to transform into the base of a great tree… reaching all the way to the ceiling of the lobby, it’s branches stretch high and wide, full of lush green, heart shaped leaves. You know the tree is living because there on the floor, all the way around the fountain, are leaves of different colors, due to when they had fallen away from the tree above…

The most mind blowing part of this great fountain, is the pool of water that is held within the center of the rock, inside a tear in the heart of the tree trunk growing out of the great stone! As your wonder and curiosity build, you are drawn closer so as to look within the tree… There you see a hollow space within the lush foliage, where the most beautifully clear water is bubbling up gently, from the stone itself… You may start to feel a thirst growing as you approach… I know that I get that way each time I approach, and I can assure you that the water is of the purest quality. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I went right up and started drinking as soon as I saw the fountain…

I did figure out that the water was fresh, in part, because I walked around to the back of the fountain and discovered it is cracked… well, not really cracked… just super porous, where water is always dripping or seeping out onto the floor… its not pooling or spreading out, but rather, it seems to be seeping back into the base of the rock, and down into the earth below.

I am still deeply in study over CHURCH, but I felt I should update you on the fountain at least… whether I am in the lobby or not, now that you know it is here, please feel free to enjoy it…

If you were curious, I am currently in the book of Luke. What a harvest of information to gather and put into the pantries of my soul. I will keep you posted on where it leads me next…