Hi everybody – I haven’t written in so long you most likely have forgotten that I write these letters to the editor. My last one was in June and I didn’t even write one for the month of July.
I missed a very important date, Independence Day or better known as the 4th of July, a special time to celebrate the birth of our great nation and the signing of the Constitution. We missed all the parades and Akron fireworks, but did enjoy many fireworks from our kitchen window and our living room window. This time of being quarantined, my husband and I have been fortunate to have each other and not be alone, like so many of our friends.
So thankful to God for allowing us to be alive, able to get around and be in our home, get meals and go for groceries, and also able to enjoy a meal out at our local Candy Apple restaurant, in Akron. I’m happy that things are getting back to “sort of normal.”
Richard does keep busy doing jobs outside and keeping the lawn mowed. Of course, he does some jobs that I think no man of 95 years of age should be doing, like trimming the nine trees in our yard with his large tree trimmers, and he did it all in one afternoon. Then he was too tired to pick up all the branches, so waited until the next day and asked three of our great grandsons, Mavrik 13, Stetson 11, and MacKoy 10, to come and pick them up. The branches filled his pickup truck to overflowing so he was grateful for the boys help.
I, of course, sputtered that he shouldn’t be doing jobs like that anymore, and he told me that as long as he could still walk and get around he was going to keep busy.
In Ecclesiastes 5:18-19 it says, “Then I realized that it is good and proper for a man to eat and drink, and to find satisfaction in his toilsome labor under the sun during the few days of life God has given him – for this is his lot. Moreover, when God gives any man wealth and possessions, and enables him to enjoy them, to accept his lot and be happy in his work – this is a gift of God.”(NIV)
Yes, those two verses convinced me that work is a gift from God and we should be happy that we have work to keep us busy, no matter how old we are.
So I’ll stop sputtering and leave it all up to God to keep Richard safe and I can do that right here at my Kitchen Table.