A Hard Rainy Day

It was an emotionally difficult time Saturday morning. We put out the first of six signs advertising our garage sale just after 6:30 am. By the time we put out the second sign one-half block away it was raining. When we put out the last sign it was pouring. "Well," we said to each other, "maybe the rain will only last an hour." Nope! It lasted all morning.
But even if it had stopped raining, certain people might not have found the sale. Below is a photo of our sign at the corner of Judge Ely and EN 10th. You see, Be had figured out that she wanted to wait until she put out the signs to draw the arrow heads. That way we would not get confused, as we had in the past, and have the arrows pointing in the wrong direction. But she had already drawn one arrow head before she made that decision to wait. No problem. Just put that one sign in the correct position. In our haste to put out signs, draw the arrow heads, and not get wet, this happened.




Here is a photo of what garage sale items we actually got moved outside. The ladder was supposed to be put on stands to hold clothes. It was not for sale. And I put out the other two items the night before. They are still out there. Our garage has eight tables filled with really good things for sale, plus some other stuff all around on the floor and the ping-pong table.

Happy Birthday, Be

Yes, I know that Be's birthday is past, but I want the world to know that though I tease her, I really do love her. So I am publishing the text contents of the birthday card I made for her. And I was on time in giving it to her.


Front page:

To help me

wish you a
HAPPY BIRTHDAY
I will quote from a
song by Ray Charles:

I love you
so much
it hurls me!

Middle page:

OOPS!
That was supposed
to say:

Last page:

I love you so much
it HURTS me!

As we both know,
when I am not with
you I am disoriented,
unmotivated, and
largely lost. Thank
you for being my
wife.

Happy Birthday!

Love, Bo

A Remarkable Talent

My wife has a wonderful ability to create interesting the useful shapes from plastic using items from the kitchen to heat them. In an earlier post, I showed a re-sized plastic bottle that she created using the dish washer. Below is another creation she made using the dish washer. It is an ergonomic pie server.




Next we have something that I think might make us not worry about retirement funds for the rest of our lives. We could sell tickets for people to view the "leaning tower of Chili Powder." What do you think?

Adapted Psalm 130 Song

A small group meets at our house every Sunday afternoon except for Care Group Sundays. Lately we have been studying Psalms and different members of the group lead the discussion each week. I had volunteered for last Sunday. I decided on Psalm 130 which is a song of ascent. So it had probably been sung in various settings of worship, especially in and around the temple. But it also had possibly been sung by the Hebrew travelers as they made their treks to Jerusalem for worship.

I remembered the time in Yosemite National Park when our family walked the rim trail, right at the top of steep cliffs. Lenna was 5 years old, and I held her hand, or carried her the entire time we were on that trail because I was afraid she would fall over the cliff. I tried to entertain her by singing "The Happy Wanderer" over and over. I have very fond memories of that hike.

So I decided to write words that capture the essence of Psalm 130, and fit to the tune of "The Happy Wanderer." Here is the result. It is only effective if you sing it.

1. Out of the depths I call you Lord.
O Lord, please hear my plea.
Let your ears care to hear my word
As I cry for mercy.

Chorus:
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord,
Praise the Lord,
Hallelujah, hallelujah,
He is good, he is kind.
Hallelujah, praise the Lord.

2. If you, oh Lord, kept score of sin
Could anyone survive?
But with you all my sin’s forgiv’n.
I revere you while alive.

3. Deep in my soul I wait for him
On his word I rely.
Throughout the night I hope in him
More than guards seek morning sky.

4. O Christians, hope in God maintain;
Trust his eternal love.
For full redemption you will gain;
Sin vanquished from above.

He's Coming Ba-ack!

When I feel good I love to work in my shop. As a sign that I am getting better, I spent a part of two days making a new bird feeder. In the first photo below, you can see that we needed a new one. In the second photo, you see the finished new feeder. And in the third photo, I am hanging the new feeder.

Of course, I had to wear a mask and gloves while working, but it all went well and I really enjoyed it.

Safe Plastic

In the photo above, there are two plastic bottles. The bottle on the right was washed in our dishwasher. When it went into the dishwasher, it was the same size as the bottle on the left. You can see that the paper label on the small bottle is the same size as it was before being washed.

We have been hearing warnings about reusing plastic bottles. This experience makes us believe there is something to be concerned about. Looking online, we found a site where a medical doctor claimed that plastics labeled #2, #4, and #5 are safe to re-use. The other numbered plastics have some problems. This bottle is #1 plastic, and the doctor said it should not be refilled. Also, plastic #7 emits some bad chemicals. Our Nalgene bottles that we used for backpacking are #7. Yikes!

There are lots of differing opinions about the safety of plastic. If you find out something definitive, please let us know.

To the League City Church of Christ

Unless some turn for the worse happens in my recovery process, this will be the last time that Becky and I will be in League City on a Sunday. We will be going back to Abilene to a congregation where a young man named Pullen often leads the song service. Go figure. Because we are leaving, I have asked to share a few thoughts with you.

First I want to thank you for the welcoming spirit you have shown us. You have given us warm smiles, you have spoken encouraging words to us, you have sent us cards, you have given us gifts, and you have visited us in the hospital. Your loving spirit does not surprise me because you are Christians, and that is the way Christians live. I think that another reason you have been so kind is because you know my brother R. C., and it is easy to assume that a little brother would be like his older brother, and therefore very loveable. But that conclusion does not automatically hold in this case because R. C. has set a very high standard to follow. I take this public opportunity to thank him and Betty for their generous hospitality, and to R. C. for his stem cells.

As a part of your welcoming spirit, you allowed me to wear a hat sometime during services and I thank you. Some of you men may have been jealous of my getting to wear a hat. I expect you could have the same courtesy if you are willing to pay the price. I do not recommend it.

Finally, I thank you for your prayers. They have been a constant source of encouragement to us during this ordeal, and I ask you to continue to pray for me. In particular, pray that I will not get Graft Versus Host Disease and that my blood counts will come back to normal at the proper time. Also please pray that I will not get serious infections while my immune system is redeveloping the resources to help me live a healthy life.

In conclusion, please let me encourage you in your walk with God. Never did I expect a doctor to say to me, “You have Acute Myelogenous Leukemia.” But he did. I felt as if I were looking into a valley of the shadow of death. The natural question could not be avoided. Am I ready to die? For me the answer was immediate. Yes, I am ready to die, but I do not want to die yet. This faith that I have is not from myself, but is a gift from God. Praise His name!

I pray for each of you that you are walking close enough with God to be able to have the same answer as me. Yes, I am ready to die. If you cannot say that yet, then keep reading your Bible and listening to God tell you how much He loves you, how much He has done for you, and how you should live in response to His love. And also keep praying, asking God to help you better understand and accept His love and mercy.

Many of my friends are wearing a green armband to encourage them to pray for me. On this band is a scriptural reference, Philippians 4:12-13, which says in part, “I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.” Indeed, I can live through Christ, or I can die through Christ. No matter what happens, I invoke the other statement on the armband: God is good.