Peeling potatoes on a Sunday morning makes me feel extremely close to my grandfather. I wonder how many potatoes he peeled for Sunday dinner during his 89 years on this earth. I miss that sweet man today. Beef brisket is in the crock pot, potatoes are peeled and ready to cook later today, bread was made last night...we have a special guest coming for lunch today. Junior lives at the Y and attends St. John's with us. He makes me laugh with his stories of country life in West Virginia, which must seem like an entirely different life time. I don't know how his life led him from the holler in West Virginia to the homeless shelter in Columbus. Maybe I'll hear more today, maybe part of it will be honest and real. All I know is that Junior has connected with our family since we started eating meals together on Wednesday night at St. John's. I think he scares the crap out of my kids because he's a huge man with a crazy loud voice. He's nothing like Cowboy, who is quiet and short. But, I trust him more than I trust Cowboy for some reason. That's how it works around here, you go with your gut and hope you are right. Actually you pray like crazy that your gut is right and you trust that God will protect your family when you choose to live in the center of His will. I've been wrestling a lot lately with life here in the Bottoms and with our choice to raise our children in this neighborhood. In the midst of all of my questions and worry, one thing remains...I know that for right now this is where we are supposed to be. We have been called to be good neighbors here, for such a time as this. Have you read Esther? I think I might read it again this week. For such a time as this.
On a completely different note, I'm such a little kid when it comes to the weather right now. I want SNOW. I was fussy yesterday morning when the expected snow was nothing more than freezing rain. I check weather.com frequently, trying to predict when the next snow storm might come our way. Right now I'm feeling pretty positive about our chances for Tuesday, and a possible snow day on Wednesday, which would be great because Eric is off work that day. Silly, I know.
One more silly thought...I love that my kids got Mouse Trap for Christmas and that I've beat them every time we play it. Winter is board game time at our house!
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