Blog. Just the name put me off. But I guess when there is new technology and it needs a name, all the best ones are taken. Oh well. So it seems everyone has one these days, and who wants to be left out?
So here I am. In case some of you don't know where New Zealand is,(and not many, unsurprisingly do) it is a small island country way down in the South Pacific, about 1000 miles east of Australia and not much more than that north of the antarctic.
I believe there are about 5 1/2million
Speaking of cats in my first blog, I want to mention that LIbby, the cat in my avitar passed away suddenly in March. She'd been with us for 6 years. She was absolutely adorable, sweet, kind and never demanding like so many animals. A very gentle soul.
We wondered why God let her leave us so soon but even our pets are in His hands.
I went to te end of my garden and with a pick ax broke through the frozen ground and put her in the hole in a box I made for her and with tears flowing said
Exodus describes how the Children of Israel turned away from God time and time again. When Moses went up Sinai to get the 10 Commandments they turned their backs. Time and time again they doubted, and complained, and grumbled. And we, sanctimoniously say "How could they do that after all they had seen. And yet . . . and yet we do the same thing.
Oh, I know what you are saying. We don't doubt God. But don't you? I know that I do. I do it when I'm having a problem and
I've been thinking about putting some things down in permanent form in a blog. This whole concept is scary for me. I'm a guy who took typing on a manual typewriter who's typing teacher drilled into us the fact that nothing would ever replace the manual typewriter.
I woke up very early today. Been sitting in here at my computer desk doing some things, mostly fighting with my youngest kitten, Ruby, who is insisting on sleeping on my keyboard. My wife and I have three cats, BTW. They're our children.
Hey, this is my first time blogging. I have no idea how to blog. I assume you just say what is on your mind. So here goes!! I wish my kids would not be such slobs, they make such a pigsty out of the house, I can't get them to clean their stuff up. anyone got any good ideas, except for yelling at them?