While I was wondering what to write about, my sister Joyce came up for a short visit.Actually, she didn't come up for the purpose of visiting me; she drove up several campers to participate in the summer camp nearby Aug. 3-6, dropped them off, then came to stay with me for those few days.
That very short time was filled with tons of blessing, and they were mostly in statements Joyce made here or there. We can rejoice; we don't have to worry about taking responsibility to iron out the tangles in our lives; we are too easily duped by Satan's lies saying "the dutiful way of the righteous man is hard" instead of "the way of the transgressor is hard"...She said more, so much more. Joyce believes in doing the right thing, but emphasizes the full joy the Christian is able to have in it--she loves life! Sometimes I wish I were that balanced too. But God gave ME this too-often brooding, ingrown-toenail mentality for some reason! God, glorify Yourself through me, despite me!
pic on right: Raymond in actionSmaller yet concrete blessing of the past few days: Joyce took us bowling! Kinya had strained his back so couldn't participate, and I've had a weak back for some time so haven't bowled for the past ten years or so...but Joyce and Raymond did, and the rest of us enjoyed the fun by watching and cheering. And of course, I took pics, too.
Joyce smiled at one of my photos--I was so proud of it--of lifeless bowling balls. Hey, it's easier to focus on things that don't move, and remember: I'm just an amateur photographer! So I decided not to post pics of inanimate spherical objects, just the following symbol of accomplishment: a "SPARE" star.
pictured above: After all, it took me three tries to get a shot before the star flashing on the screen above our heads disappeared. Three tries, that is, before I got a shot without moving my hands and getting a blurry picture!
