Citrus-ade

My recipe for this changes, but this today's and I like it.

2/3 c orange juice
2/3 c lemon juice
1/3 c. lime juice

Put in 2 qt or 2 l pitcher

Add 12 packets blue sweetener or some syrup:

1 c sugar in 1 c water, heated until dissolved
or
1/2 c honey dissolved in 1 c hot water

stir, fill with water and ice,stir

Enjoy

P and P Tea Corner

P and P Tea Corner on Etsy (see link at right) is now up and running, offering teas and teacups.!

More later.

Fiction and The Real Future

Mr. P likes books by Dale Brown. When I run out of Grace Livingston Hill, or feel the need for a little vicarious adventure, I listen to Mr. P's books. Right now I'm listening to Strike Force by D. B. Makes me think about the future of war in this world. I especially do the thinking during the firefight scenes, while I basically go deaf. When I try reading Sean Dillon books by Jack Higgins, as I tell Mr. P, my eyes cross after the 3rd grenade.

All of which makes me think about the world's future. I had always assumed that the LORD Jesus Christ will return for His people before the nuclear war, until I took a class at UMKC (87?) from Dr. Michelle Stern. It was Radiation Biology for High School Science Teachers. I learned a little about tactical nuclear weapons, as well as seeing photos af the aftermath at Hiroshima and Nagasaki. Later I went to the museum in Hiroshima and saw the drawings on display there taken from the same photos. How polite. The photos were much worse.

Then I stopped thinking about The Future. Then I married Mr. P, who thinks about it a lot. I wanted to pray, "Come quickly, Lord Jesus," but I enjoy my life so very much. I believe with all my heart that the next phase will be even better, but I don't much want this phase to end. Of course there are problems, aches, and pains, but I like the thing when taken in its entirety.

Well, this D.B. book and the news from N. Korea remind me of that class from Dr. Stern. So I suddenly thought, what if God let this go on with "little" nuclear wars or even tactical nuclear weapons(ya know, the ones you carry around like a bazooka or the like). Of course, a bullet in the...wherever, is not pleasant either. However, I feel pretty safe here in the middle of America, with few if any gun battles in this small place. (No famous abortion clinics here!)

So, if the alternative is nuclear war outside ground zero, which would be a quick way to die, then I find myself most heartily praying, "Come quickly, Lord Jesus."

Installing the A C

BTW, friend called. We remember good times and agree to disagree.

Before I was married, whenever Sister or I had an a.c. to install, she would talk about getting some man to do it. I would say,"OH here, let me." and with a little help lifting, would do it. Well, Mr. P has installed a.c.'s three times in the last 12 years, but recently admitted he has a hard time doing hardware things now that he's blinder. I don't"help" well, either in standing around and waiting for him to need me with hardware, or in standing around a kitchen and waiting to be told what to beat or chop. It leads me in both cases to fantasies of beating and chopping. (Not, just kidding)

So, the last time an a.c. came into our home, I did it alone, but got overheated and all upset, and insisted on going out to dinner(Mr.P much, much prefers home cooking.) I think I increased my tranq too.

SO, since another a.c. has entered the house in a box, I've banished Mr. P to his reading room, turned on three fans in the room involved, and increased both the tranq and oral diabetes med. I'm doing it very slowly, a screw at a time, taking breaks to go on etsy forums and write a blog entry.

I'll let you know how it turns out.

Later: It cools just fine. You'd never know it's 87 F outside. Of course, I used a LOT of duct tape, but that's what it's for, isn't it?

The restaurant meal was delicious.

Precious Feet

Before I formed you in the womb I knew you.

Mt 25:40 Inasmuch as ye have done [it] unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done [it] unto me.

Before I became an ENTHUSIASTIC Christian in 1997, when I did sex education, I never really allowed a discussion of abortion in my classroom, because at least one student would say,"You're going to hell because you had an abortion!" I figured that such statements did more harm than good to Christianity in general.

I would however, say that from a geneticist's point of view, when sperm meets egg it becomes a new individual. (I never bought the "It's my body.." point of view and was trying to teach that it was bad science at least.)

Well, I'm no longer in the classroom, no longer protecting the feelings of those who have aborted, and while I don't have such a large audience these days, I can at least honestly say what I think. I think this may have lost me a dear friend, with whom I used to mumble, on this topic. In our last conversation she said, "Let's just pretend I'm pregnant. What gives you the right to tell me what to do with my body?" "If you don't think abortion is murder, it's because you don't understand yet." "Oh," she said. "You're right, Patti. We shouldn't talk about this." We haven't talked at all since then.

Well, enough awfulness for one day.

More About Kip

Kip turned out really handsome. When I last saw him, in infancy, I wouldn't have bet on it. (lol)

I managed to call Kip's paternal grandmother today, and we said all the right things. I asked if she knew if he had ever accepted Jesus as LORD. She said that she thought not, which is very hard. She belongs to a denomination that does not believe"Once Saved, Always Saved," though I don't know her personal belief. In any case, we comforted ourselves with the thought that he may have accepted Jesus in his childhood.

She also helped me understand why Donna, once a very close friend, had not responded to my letter. At that time, Donna had been involved in a cultish Christian denomination that discouraged contact with people of other denominations. Even the grandmother could not send cards or gifts at that time.

However, that cultish group does preach Jesus as Saviour, so I know Kip heard the Word.

Again, God bless all who mourne and please draw all His to Himself. In Jesus' Name, Amen

Kip Anthony Turner 1980-2009

computer guru in Oregon

son of my college friend Donna Haaland

my godson

i didn't know him, which was, of course, my fault.

I lean most positively toward baptism of those of a certain age (say 7 or older) but have come to understand that if those baptized as infants come to accept Jesus as LORD, then it took.

So I stood as sponsor, in 1981, and with five others, plus parents, promised to see that Kip would be raised as a Christian.

Then I went off to see the rest of the world.

I felt that my denomination failed me, and thus that God had failed me. I went through awful years when I did not call Jesus my Saviour.

When I married Mr. P in 1997 and became a most enthusiastic Christian (made an unfriend of a good Jewess) I got Donna's address and wrote to ask her what she would like me to do to fulfill my promise at Kip's baptism. She didn't answer.

Reading his obit today caused a lot of distress. I have no way of knowing, or of finding out, though I'm still trying to think of a way, if he became a Christian.

Interestingly, I had prayed for Kip recently, asking God to do one of His retroactive acts(since He's Eternal, it certainly is possible) and send someone into Kip's life to witness to him. Since Donna is Christian, probably Kip learned what he needed to learn to make his decision.

I pray that Heavenly Father will bless all who mourn Kip, and bless the children of Christians who are at risk for being too influenced by this world. In theName of Jesus Christ, Amen