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Today I’m “perched” between two momentous days.

Yesterday, I turned 55.

Tomorrow, Chuck is officially retired. Age 56 after 35 years of teaching.

I feel sandwiched between reliving history and peeking around the corner at what’s to come.

I wish I had something profound to share about the seasons of life. Instead, this morning in my sweet devotional time with the Lord, I played this song and the words resonated. Here is the link if you too at times are at a loss for words, looking for a sense of direction.

Sing this prayer!

Word of God Speak

I’m finding myself at a loss for words and the funny thing is it’s okay

The last thing I need is to be heard but to hear what You would say.

Word of God speak would you pour down like rain…

Retirement came up fast. It is exciting to see how this next chapter will unfold. It is also a bit sobering to realize that time is running shorter with each birthday. Now more than ever I want to run full speed ahead the race that God has designed for me.

I’m sure glad I have my Race Manual, the Bible. It is worth slowing down to read it, study it and listen to the Master Designer.

 

Here is my birthday picture (half headless) in a thrifted skirt and blouse- each 99 cents. Target sweater.

And my birthday gift? I found a metal table out in Vermilion while lunching with my Fab5 Bible study gals. It was a process but eventually, the vintage sweet little table made a new home in my screened porch. LOVE IT! (Just noticed this – all my color is on top the shelf. Really and truly, very bright and cheery!)

 

Back to sandwiches and supper. Ahem – that is not on tonight’s menu. It’s pizza. Chirp, chirp. Sparrownese for “not good.” Like in gain a pound or two.

I won’t be eating pizza or devouring sandwiches. I’m sorta living halfway between perfection and splurging. My last splurge was Sunday evening at a church ice cream social. I drowned my small vanilla scoop in heaping oreos, chocolate chips, M&M’s, chocolate syrup and whipped cream. Heavenly. Or was it? (That’s where I live.)

Perfect is a fallacy.

So let me get my little imperfect self out of this brown recliner. I’ve a retirement party to host on Saturday. No sandwiches will be served and yes, I have a lot of wonderful cooks helping on this menu!

Chuck’s Retirement Picnic

Fried Chicken

Stuffed Cabbage

Barbecued  Kielbasi

Macaroni Salad

Apple Pecan Salad

7 Layer Salad

Fruit Salad

Veggies & Dip

Deviled Eggs

Baked Beans

Sweet Ending Assortment of Desserts

Happy Summertime, friends! I invite you to run alongside me. It takes a singular focus.

I’m plotting my Course of Action!

There is room at the red and white table to join me for a cuppa. Stop over! Or pretend we can!!

margi

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