We arrived at 7 AM for my 7:30 fasting lab work at the VA clinic. I haven’t gotten my head around the fact that we now live much closer than previously. Instead of 30 to 45 minutes to drive from our old home, it now takes 5 to 10 minutes.
I waited until nearly 7:30 before going in to the lab. I was greeted in the lobby outside of the reception area by a person who read my temperature from a no contract thermometer. I passed and was given a sticker stating that I’d passed.
Once inside, I pushed a button and received a slip of paper with the number 110. I took a seat and waited for my number to be called.
It was called and I went to the reception desk where I gave then my name, and last four digits of my social security number. A group of stickers with my pertinent information was handed to me. I was told to sit until my number was called again.
This time when it was called I was directed to proceed to station 4. Station 4 was beyond a locked door so I had to be “buzzed” in.
Station four was in the middle of a series of closet size areas with a chair, several shelves with bottles, boxes, and vials. There was a middle aged man who asked me to sit and which arm I wanted him to use. I asked if the arm had to belong to me. He laughed and said, “Yes.” I chose my left. He deftly found a vein and filled 3 vials which he made a point of labeling while I watched. I was then free to go. I wished him a blessed day and received a “You too.”
Ella chose IHOP to have breakfast. I was not at all surprised. It is one of her favorite places. Mine too.
You can tell that she was glad to be there. She wanted to order Stuffed French Toast. That, however, is no longer on the menu. She ordered French toast with strawberries and whipped cream.
I chose the sampler platter with hash browns and three different ways of eating pork.
Once again I failed to get a picture of all the food stuffs that were collected last Sunday. There must have been 300 – 400 pounds of canned food plus lots of dry goods like cereals, rice, and beans. And, though Charlotte had most of the items for the thrift store, we also had 4 bags of clothing and soft goods to donate.
With all of those items out of the truck, we were able to reload it with things that I normally carry. The rear of the truck now also is home to crushed aluminum cans.
Ella spent some time removing pull tabs and crushing a couple bags of cans that were collected non-crushed. Normally, we had so many cans that we have to crush them to have enough room in the truck. Sadly, even though this constitutes three months of cans, there was no need to crush the final bag.
I spent several hours working on the Sunday school lesson for this coming Sunday.
A Williams reunion from a few years ago.
Scripture Reading: 1 John 1:8-10. If we say, “We aren’t sinful” we are deceiving ourselves, and the truth is not in us. God is faithful and reliable. If we confess our sins, he forgives them and cleanses us from everything we’ve done wrong. If we say, “We have never sinned,” we turn God into a liar and his Word is not in us.
Think: I can be a good person, as the world judges goodness, but without God I can never be a godly man. Without recognizing how I’ve failed to be obedient, I will not ask for forgiveness. Without asking how can I receive forgiveness?
Pray: Father, I know I have failed you. I have not sought and not traveled the life path you have laid before me. I have gone my own way. Forgive me. Set my feet once more on the path of righteousness. Amen.
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