What I really want is a rooster. A Big Red Rooster. Does that sound weird?
I love to hear them crow. It always brings a smile to my face. I think of the memories of Roosters always crowing in our chicken pen, (when I was a kid).
Oh they are good for more than that. They also can make a hen set and start a new brood of chicks. Love the soft furry yellow feathers.
So Sweet.
But alas that wont happen here, We still hope to sell soon.
So why think of Roosters? I was just up eating my breakfast while still mostly asleep. I have to eat at least four hours before my test and I drug myself out of bed. Man I am sleepy today.
My test will more than likely begin about 130. I will get out at 330. So no food from now until then.
OK lets jump to another subject. ( I am good at that)
I just ate a small bowl of corn flakes and Now I am back off to sleep some more.
My test yesterday went fine. Long but fine.
However I did get good news from my doctor.
My blood globulin test showed 0 None, Zilch cancer markers in my blood.
I can believe they are gone as the radiation is still in my body taking care of business. So no markers floating free in my blood stream.
I have faith that God is in control, regardless of the outcome. I have already seen miracles from this,
One of the guys David works with told him, "Hey Dave I will give Sue part of my liver if she needs it," David kind of smiled and Aaron said, "I am serious".
I think that act of generosity sent me on my spiral on Tuesday evening. It just made me realize that could be a possibility. Not that I think it will but then the phone rang and I had to set down and make appointments in my planner for test.
That and appointments, sort of put me in my place to call on God for peace.
I cant handle this alone and often I think I can.
I say, "No I don't want you to go with me to hear the diagnosis, I am a big girl, I can handle it."
That is not so smart. But I also do not want him to become too upset. I want to sit on his lap and explain it all to him, then celebrate or weep together, in private and in the hands of God.
Weird I know, Tough Girl.
Want to handle it alone, to tell it in my time, To say, "Don't worry I am OK"
Dear Children, let us not love with words or tongue,
but with actions and in truth.
1 John 3:10
Teach us , Lord to love as you love--
Freely, fully, unselfishly, unconditionally.
Fill us with the love of Christ
and Make us one in you.
3 comments:
I love roosters too, I set on Roy's porch this weekend and listen to the rooster's crow, but they got mixed up, they was crowing late in the evening. Hens was cackling in the early morning, Roy gathered eggs.
This is so strange that you would want some chickens, Kiefer drew me a pattern just 2 weeks ago, for a coop you roll on the ground to change places. Isn't that interesting. Never knew you wanted some chickens.
What is with Father and son? I would love to have chickens as well I always had chickens growing up even until I got married... but alas Charles wont let me have them. :(
Chickens for eggs, cool. Chickens for eating EWWWWWW. I will never behead, drain, pluck and "clean" a chicken again in my life. TYVM!
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