Finding Direction: The Wind Vane Chronicles

I've got to be good today.  That's my "fruits of the Spirit" word for the day.  What's your's, or is anyone else keeping up with working on specific fruits of the Spirit every day?  I just got through my list of 20 words and phrases and am starting over again.

Have I seen any changes for the better?  I think so, mainly because I've had to focus on specific attributes for a whole day and try to be better in that one, at least.  Most days I have been sharing them with Tom during the day so he can help "keep me in line, too."  Nothing like a husband to know what quality his wife is trying her best to become to make sure she becomes it, you know?  I mean - who knows us better than our spouses or is more likely to know when we are toeing the mark and when we are not?

He's been very gracious to me about it all, though, when I've failed miserably, and I have a couple of times.

You'd think after being a Christan for as many years as I have it would be like slicing butter to be good and kind and patient and all of those other good words.  But somehow satan still gets his grips in us at times.  Mainly when we least expect it.

I refuse to capitalize satan's name, by the way, not wanting to give him any honor in who he is, which may be a very minor point, but that's how I choose to look at it.  Not that I'm discounting his power.  I don't.  I just don't want to add any significance to his name.  Only God should be glorifed.

An interview is in the works for tomorrow, so y'all drop by tomorrow for that.  I've got several lined up for the next few weeks if no one is tired of them.  So far the responses have been very positive, but I've been running these since January so let me know if you're ready for a change. 

Wednesday - I don't know yet what I'll blog about Wednesday.  Something exciting I'm sure.  And guess what?  Late Wednesday morning we're leaving on a road trip for the rest of the week, although I'll have a laptop and should be able to keep up with blogging while we're gone.

And no, we're not going to the mountains!  (Remember "My Rocky Mountain High Dream Vacation: Or, Life as a Near Death Experience"?)  Heaven forbid, although you know, I've been thinking back a whole lot about that vacation and all of my thoughts on it are good ones, other than I wish I had felt a lot better.   I mean, we ended up having a great time all in all.  Well - with a few minor glitches, like the 3 1/2 day stay in ICU in Durango, Colorado, but even that wasn't bad.

But, nope.  We're going up to the north central part of the state of Mississippi to Oxford, home of Ole Miss and where John Grisham lived for a good while and may still have a home there, I'm not sure.  It's also the home of William Faulkner, and I hope to go there for a visit because it is now a museum with a curator and everything.  One of the things I want to see is the room in the house where he wrote the outline for one of his books on the wallpaper.  Isn't that just a very quirky thing to do and sounds just like a southern writer?

We're going because Tom has a Mississippi Press Association board meeting there and a banquet to go to, so he said I could come along since he's going to be gone for three days.  I've never been to Oxford before and have always wanted to go.  When I was thinking about going to law school I should have considered Ole Miss because being a state school it would have been a lot less expensive than Loyola in New Orleans, but it's five or six hours away from here and I didn't want to leave Tom, even though we weren't married yet then.

I'll blog from up there and when we get back and tell you all about it.  On Friday we're wanting to go over to Clarksdale, Mississippi which is about 60 miles west of Oxford and in the Mississippi delta near the river.  The Blues Museum is there and Morgan Freeman's blues club, Ground Zero, and restaurant is there, too, so we want to go those places. 

We may stop in Jackson on the way home to see Tom's little granddaughter, Hayley.  She's the daughter of Tom's beloved daughter, Kim, who died 4 years ago.  (See Kim, Hayley & Tom's photo and story here.)  How do you grieve an unbearable loss even after all these years?  You don't.  You just go on anyway because this life offers no other choices.

We should be home Saturday or maybe Sunday, if we stay over in Jackson Saturday night.  So it is going to be a full and fun week.  We haven't been anywhere in a while.

That's it for today from here in small town Picayune, Mississippi.  A bright sunny cool morning with low humidity.  Perfect weather for laying brick on our house, hopefully.  Which reminds me I need to call our builder.

Y'all have a great day today, you hear?  Cheers & Blessings to you all today!  Dee

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