Day 173 Goodness of God

 

6/22/2026

"From the moment that wake til I lay my head down, 

I will sing of the goodness of God! I will sing of the goodness of God!" 

Goodness of God

by Bethel

 

So much happens in my day from the moment I open my eyes until I go to bed at night, that the notes in my journal become confusing to me. I knew exactly what I was going to write about this morning, but after a challenging day, and a rather lengthy phone call, I felt dazed and confused. Thinking back over the day, it seems as if I didn't accomplish very much in the way of housework, yard work, or any work. But then I do tend to judge myself too harshly, because as so many people tell me, I am advancing in age - noted; so my body wears out faster - noted; and I need to rest more - noted. Older folks need to be put out to pasture, I imagine many younger people think, but then fast forward the years, and they suffer the same fate. The younger generation is amazed that baby boomers still exist who love to be involved in helping others, learning new things, and taking little trips to places on their bucket lists, who do not succumb to the lure of couch potatoism. Although I do tend to stay up too late at night and rise somewhat early, my life in no way can be compared with that of the Proverbs 31 woman, whose home is immaculate, meals prepared beforehand, garden tended to perfection, and for fun she buys real estate with the egg money she's earned. I've had my days of never ending fun, but I never made money off eggs. My gram fixed them for breakfast. What a life!

I used to be a more meticulous homemaker, but I've long passed that stage. In my house, dust and cat hair freely fly, and it is an all-consuming battle to keep their fur brushed, and in Alex's case knot free, as he loves rolls in the leaves and loves to sleep in the bushes with little green burrs snagging his fur. Right now my cat is outside after hissing at poor Mia, my son's indoor cat, because she looked at him while he was eating and got too close to me. Mia, being the lady she is, didn't hiss back nor did she run and hide. On the contrary, the one who ran was Alex, as if he's afraid of his own hiss. I'll never understand cats, but then, I don't want to. Their lives are way too sedentary for me.

It's raining again, and why not! After all these days of trying to hire someone to fix my back steps, the day he's coming it rains! At least it gave me a chuckle, so we postpone until tomorrow. The weather forecast is promising more rain, so we'll see how long this drags out. While sitting here tonight at my laptop trying to finish writing, a crash of thunder sounded and a bolt of lightning cracked down so loudly that it startled me. I ran to look out the window to make sure my maple was still standing and nothing was on fire. Thankfully, no fire and my electricity stayed on. Then came the rain and the gully washer continued a good while. I noticed that the basement had some water coming from outside to the drain, so that means mud is trapped over the drain at the base of the steps. Thankfully the sump pump did not engage. This is part of the fun in owning and maintaining a home. 

In spite of all the challenges of life and the silly little things that happen, I am truly grateful for this home. While it may be older than I am, and it may not have newer appliances, it functions well and serves our purposes. I would love to have the repairs completed and everything a little neater and freshly painted, it really isn't that important in the scheme of things. Many people don't have a home or regular meals. So I take it one step at a time. Waiting for the Lord's good timing, trusting Him to provide for our needs in unusual ways. I wouldn't want it any other way.