best laid plans right?

Wee, sleeket, cowran, tim’rous beastie,
O, what a panic’s in thy breastie!
Thou need na start awa sae hasty,
Wi’ bickerin brattle!
I wad be laith to rin an’ chase thee
Wi’ murd’ring pattle!

‘To a Mouse’
Robert Burns

The Cross!
There, and there only though the deist rave,
and the atheist, if Earth bears so base a slave;
There and there only,
is the power to save.

William Cowper

(Wood mouse image by Andrew Everhale)

The best laid plans of mice and men…..

Ok…. so first Lent seems to have come and almost gone…
Mainly because we had a baby come Feb 17th with what started as a panic but
eventually turned thankfully to joy…

Next it was nearly 3 weeks there, then they all came here.
Then back there…
There is still very little sleeping when it’s dark…


We managed to get a sweet little Easter dress, a little monogrammed sweater, an Easter
basket that is good to go…

Then the first of this week there was a trip to the Urgent Care for mom–

I was there to watch the baby while my son and daughter-n-law dealt with what was
thought to be food poisoning.

I’ve been around long enough to know I usually know more than Urgent Care…
what older mom, and now grandmother, doesn’t trump Urgent Care?!
My diagnosis….not any ol run of the mill food poisoning.

So I’ve brought the baby back home with me while the young parents spent a day in the ER
as my daughter-n-law got morphine, and an IV and multiple tests run…
then it was home with prescriptions and time left to wait on labs…

So as this has been anything but a typical Lent for this family…
as Easter weekend, complete with a brand new first Easter dress and a first visit to
mom’s small family church is all very much up in the air…
and with this little world of ours being somewhat upside down…

Today is still Good Friday.

We are still entering the holiest week of the Christian Faith.

Saturday will still be Holy Saturday…

And Sunday will still be Easter…

So despite all that life and this world throws our way…those best-laid plans of both
mice and men, moms and grandmothers…
Jesus still vanquished Death!


To a Mouse
On Turning up in Her Nest with the Plough, November, 1785
Wee, sleeket, cowran, tim’rous beastie,
O, what a panic’s in thy breastie!
Thou need na start awa sae hasty,
Wi’ bickerin brattle!
I wad be laith to rin an’ chase thee
Wi’ murd’ring pattle!

I’m truly sorry Man’s dominion
Has broken Nature’s social union,
An’ justifies that ill opinion,
Which makes thee startle,
At me, thy poor, earth-born companion,
An’ fellow-mortal!

I doubt na, whyles, but thou may thieve;
What then? poor beastie, thou maun live!
A daimen-icker in a thrave
’S a sma’ request:
I’ll get a blessin wi’ the lave,
An’ never miss ’t!

Thy wee-bit housie, too, in ruin!
It’s silly wa’s the win’s are strewin!
An’ naething, now, to big a new ane,
O’ foggage green!
An’ bleak December’s winds ensuin,
Baith snell an’ keen!

Thou saw the fields laid bare an’ waste,
An’ weary Winter comin fast,
An’ cozie here, beneath the blast,
Thou thought to dwell,
Till crash! the cruel coulter past
Out thro’ thy cell.

That wee-bit heap o’ leaves an’ stibble
Has cost thee monie a weary nibble!
Now thou’s turn’d out, for a’ thy trouble,
But house or hald,
To thole the Winter’s sleety dribble,
An’ cranreuch cauld!

But Mousie, thou art no thy-lane,
In proving foresight may be vain:
The best laid schemes o’ Mice an’ Men
Gang aft agley,
An’ lea’e us nought but grief an’ pain,
For promis’d joy!

Still, thou art blest, compar’d wi’ me!
The present only toucheth thee:
But Och! I backward cast my e’e,
On prospects drear!
An’ forward tho’ I canna see,
I guess an’ fear!

19 comments on “best laid plans right?

  1. Citizen Tom says:

    Food poisoning? That can be real bad. I hope and pray that whatever they ate eventually passed (no pun intended) and did not do permanent harm.

    A blessed Good Friday to you and to yours.

  2. Wally Fry says:

    Oh my….hope and pray Mom gets better!

  3. hatrack4 says:

    First of all, I will place your daughter-in-law in our church’s prayer box this next Wednesday. We pray for specific people with whom we can track progress, and for others we place in the prayer box, where God knows their status and their needs. I’m sure you’ll keep us informed anyway.

    As far as Lent is concerned, I totally missed it. It started with a business trip to Birmingham, then turning the house upside down for the family reunion, then the reunion, then my wife picked up a bug from one of the grandchildren. I can’t believe this Sunday is Easter. The last six weeks have been a blur.

    As for the mouse, not a fan of mice in the house, but they do look cute in photographs.

    As for To a Mouse, you have reminded me of happy times. We were members of the Scottish Highland Society of Augusta, GA. (My ancestry can be traced to Henderson and Anderson, but a legend can’t be traced to MacGregor.) Our last Bobby Burns Birthday Bash in 1990 featured Address to a Haggis being read, followed by bashing the haggis with a wooden mallet, then eating it. My first and probably last time eating haggis. FDA does not permit its import anymore due to the way it is made.

    • Ahhhh—My great aunt married an Anderson and she was a McGee and her sister, my grandmother married a Watson—so Scotch Irish I am 🙂
      Thanks for the prayers Mark—Abby has to return to finishig out teaching on April 9th—between the mastitis and infected glands to now salonella and a baby who just won’t sleep …well Abby may go before I do…but I won’t be too far behind 😉
      And yes the past two months have been one giant blurr!!!!

  4. Oh, dearie me… what a time you all have had! I’m so very sorry, dear Julie! I hope Abby is feeling much better and soon! I will definitely pray all the more for all of you!

    Love Robert Burns’ poem. It has always been a fave… the photo is adorable…but not as adorable as your grandbaby! 😉

    Love, huge hugs and many prayers!! ❤ ❤

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