It's been awhile. My intention was to do a simple daily photo blog during the summer. That, however, didn't prove to be that interesting, apparently, because feedback plummeted like a feather in a vacuum. So, I stopped. But, regardless this busy summer schedule, I thought it fitting to dedicate an entry to one of my dearest neighbors. (We have now reached the point in the blog where the author breaks into song. It's tricky tonight though, because I am equally torn between the theme to Mr. Roger's Neighborhood and "Sandy" from Grease. It's a toughy, but because the coin landed heads-up, we must go with zippered sweaters.)
I am blessed to report that we have many wonderful neighbors nearby, but there's this one super-human, do-gooder that surpasses the other mere mortals in the remaining double-wide dwellings. Get this,
The woman (occasionally with the help of her male and female offspring) :
Made me breakfast in bed on Mother's Day (Michael & kids were out of town).
Helped us load luggage into the van at 5am. (She's nuts.)
Feeds Buddy and Becky (carassius auratus) when we're away.
Frequently brings edible goodies
Leaves donations to Lusk World Outreach inbetween the doors.
The list goes on and on, but perhaps the most meaningful thing of all, she's a shining example of the cheerful selflessness of Christ.
Happy Birthday, Sandy Roberts. Your a pal and a confidant (Ok, new songs.)
Be encouraged by the Lord today with this special birthday greeting from Him.