I want to live above the world
Saturday, October 8, 2011
I want to live above the world
Tho Satan's darts at me are hurled
For faith has caught the joyful sound
The song of saints on higher ground.
-from song Higher Ground
I woke up at 3:00 and played Minesweeper on my iphone until I heard John drive off for Cairns at 3:45. Then I got up and read my Bible chapters. I think I took a little snooze before I got up and dressed.
I Skyped with Travis today. We had video connection part of the time, and part of the time we only had voice. I liked hearing about his visit with his friends Arthur and Karl. Karl was reading a book called The Christ of Every Road by Stanley Jones. Travis ordered us a copy from Alibris, so I look forward to checking it out when I get home.
I cleaned my cabin and cleaned out my Lugable Loo. Everything looks nice and clean. With the doors and window all thrown open it let a nice breeze blow through. It got up to 82 degrees. It's humid. My skin felt clammy.
John got in from Cairns just in time to meet the man bringing him a huge dump truck load of compost.
John misplaced his camera weeks ago. He looked everywhere for it. When he went to the U.K., he took an older camera because his good camera was nowhere to be found. Today in Cairns he bought a new slim Nikon camera. As soon as he got home with it, he found his lost camera tucked away in a camera bag. He likes his new camera, though. The new one is so small. It makes my little Sony Cyber-shot look chunky.
Lunch was watermelon, star apple, young coconut, avocado, and 1/2 of a lemonade. The lemonade tree only had one fruit, so we split it. I wish I could have one every day. It tastes like a sweet lemon. There is a mouse in the kitchen again. It got after my watermelon....Grrrr. I had to cut away the part of my watermelon that the mouse got after.
After lunch I typed up my Anatomy lesson and sent it to John.
I read a little in The Good Earth by Pearl Buck. After finishing Iris & Ruby, I am having trouble finding anything I want to read. Wild Swans was too horrific. The Good Earth started out good, but now it is getting really sad. I am in the mood to read about stories where there is HOPE that things will be better.
My computer takes a long time to boot up, so while I am waiting for it to boot I have been reading Man's Search for Meaning by Viktor Frankl. I just read a few minutes at a time. He tells about his experiences in the concentration camps during WWII, and even though the suffering was severe, he tells about it in a way that is not demoralizing.
While I was practicing my flute with the doors and windows wide open, our little neighbors, Sky and Leon (Tina's daughter and son, John's grandchildren) walked by from swimming in the Clohesy River. They said the water was cold. Sky asked, "Should I bring my flute up?" So she brought her flute over, and we played some little duets she is working on. We had fun practicing together for a little while. What fun!
John and his son, Ben, went to visit with a neighbor about finishing the fire break. Sarina, Ben's wife, stopped by and asked me to tell John she had turned the water off the trees so she could get enough water pressure to wash a load of clothes. The joys of living off the grid.
I answered my Questions for Lesson 46, typed them up and sent them to John. While I was at the computer, I played a game of Mahjong Titans and won!
Supper was tomato, cucumber, avocado, and pecans.
After supper, I finished watching the Bruce Lipton DVD in my cabin, As Above So Below An Introduction to Fractal Evolution. I knitted on my scarf. Not much longer to go on the scarf.
To health and happiness.