The last few days have been very busy around here. The roof over our attached garage began leaking a few months back. Don's brother fixed the leak, but a re-roofing job was imperative. On Friday, Tom and a friend started the job. It was cold, windy and misty. A nasty day to be on a roof, but they persevered. Saturday, more help showed up, the day went well, and we went to bed thankful for God's goodness in giving us such a wonderful family and friends. Today, Sunday, was the best crew ever. They finished the job in record time. My brother, who has Parkinson's and wasn't keen on getting on the roof, cut out my burning bushes in front of the house that I've been loathing for the last couple of years. He also trimmed our Chinese dogwood tree; it looks so nice. Dondra had come down last night and helped me prepare three pans of enchiladas. Think I probably had about 16 people eat lunch here. (I know it was more than 12, because we used all my dinnerware and had to pull out the everyday set.) When they left, my kitchen was clean. The yard looks better than it has for a long time. They picked up every single bit of trash out of the yard. I have a new roof. And God has once again proven his great faithfulness and favor.
On the negative side, we've seen a bit of failing in Don the last few days. Don't know if it's the colder weather or what, but his lower body is weaker. Think that stopped him from being out there almost the whole time someone was working on the house? Not on your life! He's such a trooper.
It amazes me how God can drop peace in a heart right in the middle of a dark night. Hope in the midst of hopelessness. Joy in the enduring of hard trials. He is ever faithful and good to His children. I want to hug Him close - with a thankful heart.