The title of this writing is how long it has been since I posted anything here. School has gotten back in session in every location that I am aware of and is certainly true for Cassville School District for which I drive a bus.
Here we are just six days away from Thanksgiving Day and only 38 days until Christmas. Wow! How time flies by.
Back in October around the 23rd of the month our daughter, and oldest child had a stroke, and was hospitalized for about 5 days plus. She is home doing well, and is recovering. Please pray for Charity and continued recovery. She is gradually recovering strength, still needs the prayers of the warriors of Christ to intercede for her.
My oh my how the world needs to know the God of the Bible, the Father of Jesus Christ; He who sent His only Son to die in our place, to redeem us unto Himself.
It has certainly been a beautiful Fall season. Temperatures have been a little colder than normal, but hey, I live in Missouri. You never know what the weather will be like. There is a saying that has been said around our parts, “If you don’t like the weather; stick around for a bit, it’ll change.”
If I do not get back to this site to leave a message of Thanksgiving blessing or Merry Christmas; let me give it to you now. HAVE BLESSED THANKSGIVING DAY, a very MERRY CHRISTMAS. I will always keep Christ in the season. He is the reason for the season.
From the banks of Flat Creek,
We are now three days into Autumn of the year. It is wonderful having cooler temps; even though I am a Summer type guy. Summer heat starts getting to me nowadays. These 40 – 50 degree mornings are wonderful; though I do need to wear a light jacket.
It is a wonderful thing getting up in plenty of time each morning to read the Bible, spend time with God in prayer and hearing Him too through His Word. Then going out on the School Bus and watching the sun rise in the Eastern sky as I head east down highway 76.
At this time I do not see it rising as I am heading down 76, but later as I am picking up some of the passengers.
It is a glorious thing to watch the sun rise and know the One who gives it to us.
Have a wonderful, marvelous Fall day.
Having one on the banks of Flat Creek.
Of course that is not really anything new. They have been flying, perching, birthing, eating, breathing, and living for millenniums of time. However, I did see my first eagle this season flying over our house.
It flew in a circle over the house as though he was checking us out, and to let me know they were back. There was no doubt in my mind it was a bald eagle. The white head and tail feathers glistened in the afternoon sunlight.
I was glad to see our friends had returned to the banks of Flat Creek. A blessing from our Creator, Jesus the Christ, Son of the Living God.
And, one other little thing. Do you remember the “Little Girl” (the little corgy dog which adopted us) well, now she is “Little mama”. On Sunday evening October 23, she was beginning to have puppies when we arrived home from church. Monday morning when I left to go drive the school bus, she had seven, though one was dead, laying beside its mother.
If anyone wants a puppy in a few months let me know, and we will see what we can do about that.
I was out early this morning going to our church’s Men’s Breakfast. In the early morning hour before sunrise you could not see the colors of the season. However, as I was coming home I noticed how the leaves on the trees are changing. My they are colorful.
Our Creator has done a mighty good work of art in this creation He has made. The trees with their colors of green, red, yellow, orange, and even brown make a beautiful landscape to behold.
Yet, we all need to realize the beauty He has put in the crowning work of His creation. His crowning achievement is the finished work of His Son Jesus Christ and what He can do for you and me. Even though we are marred by the dark, blackness of sin; yet, there is that Light that can be seen, because of the death, burial and resurrection of our Creator. He died, yet He lives and lives forevermore.
Look out today and see this glorious thing that God has wrought. Look within your heart and see what He wants, what He desires to do in you.
Last week was full of surprise and activity. That makes for an interesting time and keeps things moving; though sometimes it would be nice for things to slow down a bit.
One thing I like about Monday is that it is a new beginning. The start of a new week. It is a time for reflection for me, and I pray for others as well. Of course I get up early almost every morning, and by early I do not mean 6:00 a.m. I mean more like 3:30 a.m. I enjoy that time of day. There are no interruptions while I read, pray and write. It is probably one of the most productive times of my day.
I know that everyone cannot enjoy a 3:30 a.m. getting up time; but you miss so much if you are not up, at least before the sun starts to rise over the horizon. It is a beautiful sight to behold. The glory of the creation of our God and Savior.
Enjoy the day whatever time your getting up time is. I pray you will meet God somewhere within the day. A time when you know you have encountered Him, and enjoy Him, and love Him forever; because He first loved us.
…What about Winter. I haven’t even written anything concerning Fall of the year, and now Winter is only 12 days away. It has been one amazing Autumn. Not just the beauty of changing colors of leaves and such but changes in the lives of my wife and I. We have been blessed.
I would love to have everyone be just as blessed as we are. All that we have been blessed with has been a gift from God. First of all on the Eve of Fall we went and signed papers (what a long ordeal that isl; but such a joy) for our new home, and my wife signed in the hospital for surgery. On the 21 day of September my wife had heart surgery, and after a scare in ICU, she recovered nicely and is doing quite well now.
On the 29th day of October we moved into our new home. Sitting down on Flat Creek just about 3 miles South of Jenkins we hear the water trickle over the rocks on the rapids below the Mill Pond, we can watch eagles soar effortlessly in cloudy, or blue skies, and hear one make its chilling call (it is a chilling call to the rabbits, mice, or fish I’m sure).
To the Almighty Creator of all that is, Thank you Jesus for all YOU have done.
The more I know; the more I realize I don’t know. Does that make any sense? I think it does. Anyone who has any real sense realizes that the more we learn the more we realize we need to learn. Am I right?
Questions are usually asked by the questioner for the purpose of learning. How many of us who have children and grandchildren haven’t had one come up to us with one of those questions, and then, always; upon hearing the answer, ask, “Why?” The question that ends all questions. Sometimes there are really odd, and silly questions like, “Why is that car yellow?” The obvious answer to that is “Because they wanted it yellow”, or they bought it that way.
Questions also sometimes spark a debate. Debate is sometimes good. Debates sometimes turn into heated arguments.
I know I am just rambling it seems. “Why?” I am not really sure. I feel like rambling I guess. This is going to be online for the whole cyber world to read. And I really don’t care. I know others feel like this at times. I read some of their blogs and other stuff, so I know. Even politicians; like our President of the USA, rambles on a lot and never says anything meaningful, or constructive. I think I have that right too.
Well! Welcome to Autumn or Fall as we call it often. We are well into the Fall of the year, but around where I live the grass is still green and growing. Farmers are still putting up hay, though it must be a booger to cure for baling.
There is one thing I know and am assured of that God is God. He is Creator of all that is, has been or ever will be; and He has a Son whose name is Jesus who died on a cross for my sins and the world’s sins, was buried, and He rose again. One day He is coming; and to that day I look with great expectation.
Still I want to know more, because the more I know the more I realize I don’t know.
-Tim A. Blankenship