Words I Do Want To Say

Yesterday was really exciting.  For lots of reasons.  I'll tell you in a minute.

In fact, I was so excited I didn't sleep well.  (Okay, that might have had more to do with the onion rings, but we'll go with excitement.)  In fact, laying (lying?) in bed at 2AM, listening to hail and then pouring rain (at least it wasn't the possible snow we were forecast) I thought about getting up and posting it right then.  But I didn't.  Because that would've been nuts.  Maybe.

And here's the crazy thing: the news is just as great today, but today I don't feel as excited about it, for some reason.  (Possibly that has something to do with 39F and rain.  Again.)  So I almost didn't tell you.  Which would be lame.  Not to mention ungrateful. 

So here is the absolute greatness that was yesterday:

1.  My brother, Dave, got the job.  Not just any job, not just the I'll-take-it-because-I-really-need-work job, but the Job He Really Wanted.  This is awesome.  We've been praying for a long time.  (BTW, he's not a lazy slacker.  Just wanted you to know.)

2.  Tate sailed through "Range Day".  That would be the practical portion of Hunter Safety training.  Not only did he successfully Keep The Fire-arm Pointed In A Safe Direction At All Times, safely cross obstacles, choose the correct ammunition, demonstrate safe zone-of-fire, etc.  He also managed to hit one of the clay 'pigeons' during the actual shooting.  Grampa Grasshopper was on hand to watch and encourage and celebrate.  Which for Tate meant a large-double-fudge-cookie-dough-extra-cookie-dough-blizzard.  And there was much rejoicing.

3.  Gramma Grasshopper's MRI went just fine.  Won't have results for a week, but the process went fine.  No claustrophobia.  They slid her in the tube and she just closed her eyes and prayed.  When the tech asked her how she did, she said she hadn't had time to finish praying for her family.  Go, Gramma!

4.  Successful junk removal accomplished.  Between #3 and #2, Grampa Grasshopper came over with his Very Big Truck and helped us load and haul away two full truck-loads of burnable JUNK - stumps, last year's Christmas tree, windfall, wood scraps, etc - thereby greatly decreasing the eye-sore-ability of parts of our yard (and removing appealing rat-habitat, shudder).  The property still needs a lot of work, but it's a huge improvement!

So, yes, I'm feeling better and more thankful again, having told you.  A lot of prayer went into those first three items, so hurray for answered prayer.

Thank you, Lord! 

And #4 just convinces me that, though I hadn't prayed about it, God cares about my mental state ;D