“Hope springs eternal in the human breast;
Man never Is, but always To be blest.
The soul, uneasy, and confin’d from home,
Rests and expatiates in a life to come.”
(cue the Lenten Rose / Julie Cook / 2018)
We still have so much to talk about…
So many pressing issues of the soul and the salvation of man.
That being our salvation.
There is so much history that we need to recall, lest we be doomed to repeat it all.
Discussing those things of true importance while discarding those unimportant things
vying for control.
There has been such a wearisome heaviness pressing down on us…
The political circus of both country and globe.
The helter-skelter stock market.
The sheer burdens of our individual lives…
The uncertainty of the uncertainness.
The list seems endless.
I have felt as if I have not been outside, really outside, taking stock
of a winter barren waste-laid landscape in a string of seemingly nonending months of time.
Its just been too cold, too wet, too grey…
just too, too…
I actually went outside and filled up the birdfeeders.
The sun was shining and it wasn’t freezing.
In fact, I could feel the sun’s warmth.
An unfamiliar yet most welcomed sensation.
I cleaned out the bird boxes, ridding them of the old nests…
making ready for new residents who will soon be out house hunting.
I trimmed away a few dead and broken branches from plants, bushes, and trees—
all who had suffered under the weight of the snow and ice—
trimming wich I had simply not felt called yet to tackle.
To be honest, I think I’ve just not felt like doing much of any of it, period.
I’ve not felt motivated or excited to do so…
both of which are not me.
I chalk such lack of motivation, lack of get-up-and-go, to life’s wicked blows,
to the winter blues and to just the never-ending chill which
has delighted in reaching down to my very bones.
The good news is that I do not have the full blown hemochromatosis I spoke of
about a week or so ago.
I am however a carrier…only half mutant.
Yet it’s off for the nuclear stress test come Monday…
all to figure out the reason for a sedentary blood pressure for a non-sedentary individual…
of which probably points to another mutant gene…
My son made me watch the X-Men cartoons with him when he was a little boy—
I always did have a soft spot in my heart for Beast—
I mean, who doesn’t love a soft-spoken, Shakespearian reading
manly man who happens to be blue?
Yet I suspect some might simply call my winter languidness, age.
However my little outdoor excursion Tuesday offered up a marvelous surprise.
Tucked away in what is usually a dark tiny tree ladened little nook,
an unsuspecting patch of pine straw nestled between two small boxwoods…
rests 4 nearly hidden reminders that there is indeed life lurking, waiting and
really ready to get busy.
And as if right on cue, just in time for the beginning of this week’s coming Lenten season…
a time which happens to be bringing both Valentine’s day and a certain grandbaby’s
a reflective time of death, Ressurection, and life…
the Lenten Roses are in full blooming regalia.
Hope does Spring eternal does it not?
For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord,
“plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.
Then you will call on me and come and pray to me,
and I will listen to you. You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart.
I will be found by you,” declares the Lord,
So beautifully done… congratulations, God is with you!
Thank you dear friend
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Julie, the Lenten Rose is so incredibly beautiful! Hope all goes well with the stress test and that the doctors are able to provide a diagnosis. What an amazing due date for little August! Blessings to all.
Thanks Lynda—I think Brenton is actually more excited than Abby about the birth of Autumn—I think Abby knows the reality that the process is no piece of cake whereas Brenton just can’t wait to see her—just as we can’t—we will see when she comes—Abby has to be on an antibiotic drip as soon as labor begins so there is a bit of trepidation in that—as she has tested positive for strep—but her sister had as well during both her pergnancies and all went well, so our prayers are for the same here!!
So grateful to God to have a simple chore when the weather is at its worst to shovel for those who need such service. I am born to serve and do the jobs nobody wants to do, if not for His love and strength, I could not find the will.
And there is great blessing in that servitude 😇
If only I felt that in -10 windy snow… I do actually when I get back into the truck raise my eyes to thank Him, so ready for Spring💐
Aren’t we all!! 🌻🌸
So glad to hear you don’t have the full blown whateveritis. God is good and He does answer our prayers. I’m also waiting with you in wild anticipation of that baby coming soon. Lots of famous people born in February – including Paul who isn’t really famous, but much loved. It must be very depressing to face the weather you’ve had to endure this year. It’s bad enough here where we expect it, but when you’re supposed to live in a warm climate, it has to be ten times worse. Happy grandparenting and a blessed week to you.
Paul is famous..in your eyes and ours 🙂
A great post headed by a beautiful rose.
Yayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy! I am happy to hear you are only half mutant as you say. That just doesn’t sound right to say LOL. I am glad it’s not that. It’s not a pleasant thing at all from my observation, so am glad glad glad. It made me think of my Mom, and how I miss her. Sorry, i veered off topic there my friend.
Did you get my email? Needing prayers!
I probably did just now catching up after all day
Keep us posted with the test; glad you are half-mutant (half-hemochromatosis?); what a mother you were to watch X men with your son and feel for Beast!
I really liked Wolverine…but there was a sophistication in Beast I enjoyed —think Beauty and the ______ —fill in the Blank 🙂
LOL…man now I’m going to keep an eye out for the Beast to see him in new light in light of your comment!
The gentle not so gentle giant 🤗
Btw I haven’t read much of the X-Men since I enjoy more of Batman but among the X-Men I gotta say Wolverine is my favorite. I don’t think I have shared this with you and I want to share this with you since WW2 and the Holocaust is right up your alley but this story of “Magneto” who is one of the X-Men’s villain isn’t really so much a story of superpowers at all (nothing special abilities come out in the story) but about the Holocaust is very powerful and good: https://veritasdomain.wordpress.com/2015/10/06/review-magneto-testament/
oh Jim—now here’s something else I need to add to my growing must read list—my son would probably know all about this—whereas he loves Batman and Spiderman—I must say he probably was more emersed in the X-Men growing up–and yes, I watched all the cartoons with him–Batman, Superman, Spiderman, the X-Men and throw in a good dose of the Rugrats 🙂
What an awesome mom!
On some days, perhaps— others.. the jury is still out awaiting his hindsight 😚
You are a godly philosopher at heart, dear Julie! Love this! And I think it perfectly natural that you have been more sedentary during these cold winter months… I like to hibernate during January and February. I’m looking so forward to March and April. God bless you, dear friend! Praying that all goes well with the stress test! ❤ ❤
Love, love, love hellebores, your take on things, and you!!! 🙂 ❤
yes, but let’s remember what we learned about them last year, they are poisonious!
Maybe they kill these damn wild raccoons😊😊😊👍
are you have a problem with 4 legged bandits wearing little masks??
Yes they keep eating our cat food!!!! I no like them😡😡😡
you might need to be feeding the cats inside. At our other house many moons ago—I kept a bowl of cat food out—and the possums found it. One evening I looked outside and saw our cat up a tree, scared for her life with about five possoms under the tree as they had just finished off the cat food—after that…the cat food stayed inside.
It’s a long story but our inside inside cat(s) never get to go outside because of all the risks in the city. But we have a flock of faithful feral cats we feed. And a certain bossy “I’m gonna have it my way” male insists on letting the food stay out until we go to bed. Thus when it gets dark we have to fend off possums and raccoons!Comprende! 😿😿😿
And they think they’re just so smart— buy him a B.B. gun cause I think that’s what he’s hinting for…
Oh James has tried that! Doesn’t even phase them:( ;( 😦
pepper spray—hand him a can in the evening—tell him you’re going to bed and you expect him to sit outside with the food and spray the invaders when they come 🙂
Yeh right! Like that’s gonna happen😂
not it you get him outside then go back inside locking the door behing you as you tell him to have a successful night 🙂