Live life to the fullest… but keep your bags packed!
Some days, I pray He bring me home right then and there…
Other days, I desire to be standing there on the day He comes riding in on the clouds … what a glorious sight to behold, I say!
Either way, I shall walk each day with purpose, faith and love for others, as if we’ve years yet to go. When He calls to me… I will hear and respond, leaving everything of this world behind!
I know where my home is… where my hope is… the timing of my life span is not something I need to concern myself with.
So, it occurred to me that Eustace is the only one of my companions that doesn’t have his own baby book… or a photo album, if you will.
Therefore, today shall be used for selecting the best photos for him.
Don’t worry, I shan’t be expecting you to vote, or even ask you to choose between this or that. I simply thought you might enjoy the funny results of my AI queries.
I think that all the baby ones are pretty cute.
However, it does seem rather odd to find toy camels in the crib, but the actual baby is plopped down into some sort of clothing hamper, lol!
I do love his face in both of these swing photos…
But, have you ever seen people trying to get their babies in and out of those park swings? It’s like trying to fish your car keys out from between the seats!
While I do realize that it’s somewhat difficult to find adequate seating for a camel in a classroom, why does it always have to be in the back of the class?
I’ll just aske the AI to switch, right?!
When I asked to put the camel up front, the teacher moved to the back and all the students are looking at the wall. Not only that, but the chalkboard is behind them… And why are half of the kids turned into cartoons?
Fortunately, my young friend seems normal in this next photo, compared to the poor unfortunate camels sitting at the other desks… or leaning… or hovering, or however they seem to be balancing themselves. Where’d their legs go?
Now he just looks like a miniature camel, but with a big head… he would constantly be falling over!
His face is so cute here, and yet his body looks as if he were a Llama…
I’m sorry, this one of him at the dance is so adorable… I don’t even care that everyone else in the room looks like their from an office party.
Why should I be surprised at the folks he often hung out with… Eustace is quite brilliant, you know!
From birth, our favorite camel began learning things at an alarming rate, landing him in college at a very early age. First, there were advanced learning courses at the community college (just ignore the random light hanging from nowhere).
Then, Eustace graduated high school AND his advanced learning course, simultaneously!
His grades were so good that he received a scholarship to his local university.
From there, he studied abroad…
When Eustace finally returned to the states, it was clear that he was destined for public relations, what with all the international learnification that went on during all that traveling.
Truth be told, after all this tinkering, even though he often wears a suit at the office… to me, Eustace will always be that adorable little guy from the laundry basket…
It’s different for everyone, this feeling of nostalgia, brought about by a number of our physical senses… sometimes all at once, even!
Whether it’s a smell,
or a sound,
a memory,
or often times just a simple touch…
A human’s capacity to feel emotions of any kind comes from deep within the individual, starting at birth and continuing on for the rest of our lifetime.
All I know is that my personal sense of nostalgia arises from what I see, hear, smell and/or touch. Oh, and taste… always the taste of something blissfully yummy!
Speaking of yummy, here’s a cookie…
Now, from here on out, every time you eat a good cookie you’ll think of me… see… cookies = Nostalgia!
Sometimes, we find ourselves in a place that appears to have no end in sight. Surrounded by darkness and uncertainty, all one can do is wait and listen for direction! Waiting can be so much work, what with everything being out of your reach, and all. Where does that leave a person, when already exhausted from all that waiting and worrying?
Oddly, the answer seems rather silly when you’ve worn yourself out with the overthinking bit. Are you ready for it? Some of you may already know the word that’s about to come out of my mouth this morning, but for those don’t, the word is stand!
Stand on the promises of God’s word, and simply hold yourself steady… that’s it… just let Him carry you… when you cannot see beyond the darkness! You know how they say it’s always darkest before the dawn? They are spot on… and yet, not!
Yes, the darkness is there to block your vision, but only what’s further than you can reach out and grab… I understand that part because I’m in the heart of it, just now. In truth, it’s actually very bright where I’m currently standing, mainly because God is pure light… and I’m resting just beneath his shadow!
By all rights, I should be mentally broken from all the isolation… but my mind is strong. We’re not much closer to finding housing, but I don’t much care… worrying won’t change anything about the outcome, so why waste the effort?
I suppose that I could get discouraged enough to stop writing, but it’s the one thing I CAN actively choose to do… For my God, for the joy of it and of course, for those who visit the Lobby.
As for all the unpublished everything I’ve been stockpiling… whether they ever see a printer doesn’t really matter, not if I believe that God’s got me in the palm of his hand. He is proud of the things that I put my heart into, which gives me more fulfillment than anything the world’s approval could ever offer!
Barnyard Business WILL become something… I’m just not sure what. Brutus is finished and I’m going to move forward with the other four novels belonging to that series… even if God is the only one to EVER see them… I don’t care!
I was made for these days, I think. God called me… by name!
He chose me!
This place I am currently in, it’s nothing more than a training ground, a holding place. I am assured of this, as I truly believe in the timing of things… all things!
I’m writing all these things down to hopefully encourage another, and honestly, for my own reassurance, as well. Quite probably, the Holy Spirit that dwells within me has prompted the writing out of my thoughts, so I can then accept the truth in them. Isn’t it kind of funny how writing out your feelings can help you sort things… you know, accepting the truths that are there, and sweeping off the debris of fear and confusion.
When it comes down to the heart of things, what we believe in as our truth, is the only thing that no one can take away… unless we allow it!
So, when I find myself somewhere between the darkness of night and the coming of dawn, surrounded by uncertainties, I choose to stand on the promises of my Creator… he left us the scriptures, which are His living and breathing words… HIS TRUTHS!
This is what I believe, therefore, I shall stand… I shall stand until my last breath if He asks it!
Merry Christmas to all of my WordPress family! I truly love you guys so much that there’s no way I would put coal into your stockings… not when I’ve been planning and preparing for so long!
By the way, before we start unwrapping things, you’re never going to guess what Santa got me for my present, this year. When I opened my eyes this morning, there, sitting upon my chest and looking at me was none other than an adorable and cheeky little flying squirrel!
Yup! Apparently, Santa had a heart to heart with the Pinion King! It was gently pointed out that the little squirrel, while needed for his new princely duties, also had family at the barn… those that were with him from his earliest days. It obviously softened the old king’s heart and he actually agreed with Santa, allowing Squagon to come home for a whole week!
As I write this, the babes are all having a beautiful reunion with one another, trading presents, eating goodies and playing holiday games with Brutus and miss Tilly. I’ll have the rest of the day to spend at the barn, but this morning is reserved for you, my friends!
You’ll find instructions on the table beside the door that you just entered…
We must set the stage for what is to come
There are items on each table to get the job done…
First pick your jammies, then pick your robe’s
Don’t forget your slippers, you know how this goes…
We’ll all need some cocoa or coffee or tea
Don’t forget all those pastries, or hungry you’ll be…
There’s a cushion for each of you, there by the fire
Sit down and get comfy in your new jammie attire…
You’ll note there are bags placed all about the room
Inside are the gifts that I picked out for you…
There are journals for writing your feelings and thoughts
And the pens that go with them are just there, in that pot…
Now, for all of you pet lovers
You’ll find bags of treats and toys
No flurbies left behind this day
Even they need to feel some joy…
I didn’t forget all you wonderful crafters
whose needlework reflects so much charm
Look for the bright colored bag in the corner
filled with assorted knitting hooks and yarn…
There’s another for all you DIYer’s, filled with many bits and bobs
Cameras, glue and tool kits, for those who like doing odd jobs…
I can’t overlook all the athletic types
They come in all shapes and sizes
For runners or walkers or even sports talkers
This bag is full of surprises…
Last but not least
I’ve one more gift to share
For each and every one of you
to show how much I care…
Please pick out a magic puppy
They don’t shed or poop on your floor
Whenever you turn on your computer
They can greet you at the virtual door!
I wish I could mention you each by name, to show you how much you mean to me… all of you! In truth, there’s too big of a list! Just know that I see you… each of you… and I think of you and pray for you, often!
Yes, this is a silly virtual Christmas I’ve presented, but it’s the best I can do. If nothing else, it brightened everyone’s morning… mine especially!
Journey With Me! 