Domestic Newsflash

A wedding is coming up very quick!  Excitement is mounting.  Busy-ness is like a rushing creek in rainy season.

Monday we took our last boat trip on the Cumberland as a family of all single kids.  The water was much too cold to swim in, though the sun was plenty warm.  86 Falls fell and fell into the lake, creating a damp misty place against the rocky banks where snakes cooled their curled black bodies.  Yuck!  We saw two or three.

The poor Count of Monte Cristo has been stuck in motion in my drawer for several days.  I really want to get him out and let him finish his revenge.  I know he’s exasperated with all this waiting.  Perhaps today I can sneak in an hour of reading.

Yesterday I helped make lasagna for the first time.  I’ve never served that dish in our kitchen because pasta is not so popular with every Sampley and I like to spoil my eaters. However, I will have to remember how easy a meal it was to make for the future.

God has been teaching me something wonderful to know: to trust in Him with all my heart, leaning not on my own understanding, but in all my ways acknowledging Him Who will direct my path!  Perhaps change is one of the hardest things for a family to experience, especially in a happy home. But God shows that He saves the best golden things for a special grand finale, just like resurrection.  ‘Whoso trusteth in the Lord, happy is he!’                                                

Domestic Newsflash

Glad to be writing a newsflash again, especially when the dogwood blossoms and dandelions have inspired some fresh and sunny thoughts- also as God draws our hearts a little closer to Himself.

I’m learning a new side of writing, (namely, script-writing) and trying to help in pre-production as much as I can. Today I took about 30 pictures of a park while location scouting. Also, Mom and I compared notes and lists (while looking at summer haircuts on the side) until we positively couldn’t any longer.
Yes, after much deliberation, I decided on a haircut that should suit for heat and the movie.

The great rains have drowned our pond again. Reed, very proud of his big Ecuadorian rubber boots, ventures onto it about every other day. Yesterday he found a German flag and borrowed a Mexican one from Amity’s collection. He tied them onto sticks and mounted them on a stump overlooking the muddy waters. Then he persuaded me to help parade the flags down the driveway. Germany and Mexico were on excellent terms for the day!

Fresh wheat bread was presented in the kitchen the other day after a long and sorrowful absence. Unfortunately, many ladies of the house decided to diet-out bread and the cook was too discouraged to bake a single loaf for a while. However, roast just begs for buttery bread, so I finally took heart and pulled out the recipe.

Dogwood blossoms have always fascinated me. I can remember Dad explaining to me that the white petals make a cross on which red-stained edges symbolize Christ’s shed blood. The Calvary scene is made complete by a ‘crown on thorns’ in the center.
Happy Easter!

A Bitsy of Poetry

On a misty morn,

On the Earth the trees were born
As a sunshine light rain poured,
Up and tall they grew.
Everything was new,
Rainbows in a sky of blue,
Summer-scented breezes flew
Through the budding limbs.

God said and it was so,
And He saw that it was good.
Thus the Heavens and the Earth were made
And the blessed generations were begun.

Dewy, grassy hills,
Deer that listen standing still,
Velvet fawns that drink their fill
At a mountain stream.
Finches join the theme,
Singing to an owl that dreams
In a golden beam
Of a young sunrise.

Mountains tower high,
High above them eagles fly
Freely piercing they cry
Echoing the land.
Noble horses ran
Pawing at the unswept sand,
Past the swinging palms that stand
By the shimmer tide.

Maiden flowers wave
In a dancing wind God gave,
Drifting from a wooded have’
Whence a brook ran through.
Minnows dart from view.
Life is living under you.
God creates us all anew-
New life from the grave.