I picked up some sticks for a fire and dug out the old coffeepot and coffee. Seems like I’ve had that pot forever, but really only a few years now.”
–D.C. Adkisson (Mal de Ojo)
Whoooeeee, Pard! This is a busy week. School’s out for one, but that don’t rightly affect me much anymore. Then there’s the birthday week. Yep, on Sunday we start the spring celebrations of birthdays with that of Kimberly’s. Then later on in the week will be Annie’s. Nope, I’m not bakin’ a cake. But, that’s not all. Just heading out for the countryside, the bluebonnets are amazin’, at least here in our part of Texas.
Seein’ those bluebonnets and other flowers rise up from the ground just has to bring a smile to the face. They only come ’round once a year, stay for a while then gone, poof, until next year. Makes me wonder how many times God allows the weeds to grow around us and we grumble and complain, but then all of a sudden, hidden in those weeds is a touch of color–they bloom into gorgeous wildflowers.
Now, Pard, get yuh a big swaller, ’cause this ol’ fence post just might beller out an’ sing. I was readin’ the other day, “The flowers appear on the earth; The time of singing has come, And the voice of the turtledove Is heard in our land.” That’s verse 12 of the second chapter of Song of Solomon. But then I remember another verse, “The grass withers, the flower fades, But the word of our God stands forever.” That there is from the Prophet Isaiah. Those pretty flowers don’t stay around long. They bring us a smile but soon they fade away. See, Pard, we ain’t to be puttin’ our trust in this ol’ natural world. Not in yur life, for it might look good, but it’s only for a short season. But we should be holdin’ tight to the the holy writ. That’s somethin’ that yuh can be sure won’t be goin’ poof.