Day 26

I am so excited that this is my last week of this sugar challenge! I cannot wait to have a coffee, a real cup of coffee. Even Emily claims she will bust out baking when I'm done. I'm almost afraid at what she's planning, because she's been baking the whole time.

My mind has been preoccupied with a small decision that I need to make by the end of this week. It is an opportunity, but as I've found out last year, not all opportunities are good ones. More on this in the next few days.

Also, if you have missed the Cancer: Emperor of Maladies special on PBS, you can go on their website and watch it via the internet. I highly recommend this documentary if you are going through cancer or lost someone dear to you. It focuses on cancer through the ages, it's remedies and where we are now. A three part series that I'm watching in spurts. I'm on the prevention part.

Another busy week, but that's how we like it around here. A work associate is retiring and my soul is feeling nostalgic. The Ministry ladies are meeting this Saturday I've been writing up a storm outside of this blog. Lots of news, but we'll have to wait for details.

The following is thanks to grandma Barb!

The Cherokee Indian

Do you know the legend of the Cherokee Indian youth's rite of Passage?

 

His father takes him into the forest, blindfolds him and leaves him alone.

 

He is required to sit on a stump the whole night and not remove the blindfold until the rays
of the morning sun shine through it.

 

He cannot cry out for help to anyone

 

Once he survives the night, he is a MAN.

 

He cannot tell the other boys of this experience, because each lad must come into manhood on his own.

 

The boy is naturally terrified. He can hear all kinds of noises. Wild beasts must surely be all around him. Maybe even some human might do him harm. The wind blew the grass and earth, and shook his stump, but he sat stoically, never removing the blindfold. It would be the only way he could become a man!

 

Finally, after a horrific night the sun appeared and he removed his blindfold.

 

It was then that he discovered his father sitting on the stump next to him.

 

He had been at watch the entire night,
protecting his son from harm.

 

We, too, are never alone.

 

Even when we don't know it, God is watching over us, Sitting on the stump beside us.

 

When trouble comes, all we have to do is reach out to Him.

 

Moral of the story:

 

Just because you can't see God,
Doesn't mean He is not there.

 

"For we walk by faith, not by sight."

Have a Blessed day everyone.