Friday, September 30, 2022
I forget to take pictures at our alma mater, Northwest University. We say hello at the Homecoming Chapel and W picks up 2 mugs which we'll promote the university with when we go home to Indonesia. I meet the new alumni crew - and remind them that there are event items they can use in various storage area. (Who knew! The stuff is probably still there from when I left 10 years ago.)
We're preparing to visit Eastern WA this weekend and Texas the next one. So we put gift in suitcases and pack our clothing.
We try to give something for the kids each day we're in town. Today's is a cloth amphibian stuffed with Bali sand for each. The boys have fun with them - and one starts to leak at the supper table from hard use. Oops.
W's away most of the evening, picking up a computer that's been fixed, finding parts for a keyboard we're loaning out, and seeing if he can find discount shoes at Nordstrom Rack. I'm in PJs, doing laundry and hanging out with the grandkids.
Saturday
We're back at NU for a worship chapel and the tailgate barbecue after the Intramural and soccer games.
We drive to middle Washingon state. Anything irrigated is green. The rest is brown or tan.
Sunday
Darrel and Gail have a wonderful Sunday in Bandung while we're away.
Breakfast is traditional American food: waffles, eggs, sausage, and yogurt. Yummy. Not a kernel of rice in sight.
Jerry Beebe speaks about what is vital for happiness and what is worth pursuing. If you're wondering what would make you happy, listen
here - his message starts at 1:05.
Lunch with Jerry and Linda is at a Venezuelan restaurant. The food is authentically South American - the owners are from Brazil and Venezuela. It's the kind of taste exploration W and I love best.
Plus the company is great. Linda, who works with preschoolers, loves our friend Terry's book on why God loves and likes us. It talks about our expectations of earning God's love, in contrast to pleasing God because we are his - doing good things in gratitude.
Get the worthwhile book here.
We drive to Eastern Washington, where our daughter-in-love Rebekah amazes us with her abundant garden. Look at this sunflower?!
4" (10 cm) Roma tomatoes are dripping from the vines.
Her hens are fat and happy.
Monday
We start to walk early. I love the pansies among the thyme in Martha's flowerbed.
The roads are empty in the almost-four-mile walk.
There's old farm equipment in the fields.
Harrows and tractors and old plows.
Some have fun or funny cultural symbols. This old dozer has a scarecrow attached.
The grass is dry. Most of it has been baled and stored away for livestock in the cold winter.
Every long driveway has a mailbox. The postman drives up, drops off mail, and picks up post if the red flag on the side of the box is raised.
Horses graze the fields.
There's a North 40 Airfield along the walk, too. We miss the airfield on the other side on the first walk.
Long miles of fencing separate the homesteads.
The second crop of "lamb's ear" is coming up at the roadside.
There are aisles of farm supplies and cowboy boots at the North 40 store.
The Christmas displays are up at Costco.
A snake glides across the driveway as Jeremy and W go for an evening walk.
We have supper together at a German restaurant.
Tuesday
After a delicious breakfast of French Toast, made overnight by Martha, I head out the door.
Keelee and I catch up at a coffee shop. She gifts me with her wonderful chocolate-nut cookies.
Then I move across the mall to meet at Red Robin's with Wilhelmina, a longterm friend of the heart.
Jeremy and Rebekah meet us mid-afternoon at an ice cream shop: Sweet Annie's in Liberty Lake.
Read more:*Joshua fell on his face to the earth and worshiped, and he said to him, “What do you command your servant, my Lord?” Joshua 5:1*Jesus knelt down, and prayed, “Father, if you are willing, remove this cup from me; yet, not my will but yours be done.” Then an angel from heaven appeared to him and gave him strength. Luke 22:41-43
Moravian Prayer: Christ, who taught us how to pray, draw near to your servants. In your mercy, give us but a small portion of the faith you showed in your earthly ministry, and lead us into right relationships with you and our neighbors. Hear our prayer, dear Savior. Amen.
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