Note:  This post was written yesterday and lost.  Now it is found.  So here it is. An unhurried, uneventful day is what I needed and it  what I received.  So many little things happened this week that I haven’t spoken of, nor will I so, as not to embarrass myself, so I really needed a day when nothing major or minor happened.  Today was the day and so far, as long I don’t spill the beans, I have not had anything major happen. Left my new love this morning as I climbed over the Sierra Nevada Mountain range making my way to Modesto California.  And here I meet an old love; my sweet sweet Sue.  We knew each other from her high school days and my college days.  We have not seen each other for several years and yet it as if we just saw each other yesterday.  We’v spent some time today getting caught up on the news of our families, shopping for dinner, and me preparing it.  Tomorrow I will make soup as Sweet Sue wants to learn how to do it.  I don’t much work with recipes so it will be interesting as to what she will learn.  We will make creamed bean soup.  The “cream” is derived from the puree of half of the cooked beans, which I will prepare in the morning.  I have a pot of chicken bones boiling on the stove as I type, creating fresh chicken broth for tomorrow’s soup and quinoa.

The trip from Yosemite to Modesto took about 2  1/2  hours.  That is a record for me for my shortest driving day.

I met Sue for the first time at the church we attended.  She came alone or with her brother.  She would hardly speak to me.  As I just found out today it was because the move  to our areas had increased her shyness and she found it difficult to say anything at all.  I’ve never understood shyness or how someone would feel uncomfortable to just go up and meet a new person and carry on a conversation. But I persisted.  We ended up becoming life long friends. There are so many stories I have heard tonight I choose not to repeat any of them at this time due to my tired brain. Sue’s nephew Vincent stopped in and I ended up talking with him for about 90 minutes.  Now it is late and I suppose I must now add at least one eventful thing happening.  Our conversation was the event.  Quite interesting conversation, but not something to share U would share with anyone else.  I pray that God will continually open doors such as He did tonight to hear the stories of others and open the opportunities to share more about my God. Below I have included a poem that will be included in the Alphabet book I am working on.  I spoke with a David at the gym last week while I was visiting .  Read the poem below and tell me if you can guess which word this poem is discussing. The word  of a spiritual connotation.   ?????????????????? By Kathleen Martens March 12, 2013   Wedded to body, life-giving force Entwined with spirit for eternity’s course. Immaterial self within human being Confined by flesh – wings of death freeing. The place of hungering and thirsting for God Awaiting release from earthly sod. Uniquely created deposited at creation Untethered and free When combined with Holy Spirit our God we’ll see. We are handed control, we are given free choice By the thoughts of our silent voice. “Ensouled”, our being connected to Spirit, When tuned to God His voice we hear it. Our inner world others cannot see; A world troubled or a place that’s free. Our beauty, our ugliness, the Divine sees all, And thus, He answered His Father’s call. Whatever our past, misdeeds or lies, Forgiveness for all – His death supplies. Created in God’s image we are but a part For He has placed in us Spirit, part of His Heart So that we may know and to others give, The map to eternity and how to live. For our physical body, someday will be past And only what’s given to God will last. Our ???? wedded to spirit, will dance at God’s throne And the immaterial of self will at last be home.

Okay Mr. David from the gym in Orange CA what is the word?

Good night.