“O Lord, what great works you do!” Psalm 92:5
My house is coming
along nicely. I am able to start painting so last night after work I headed
over to get started. The bathroom has been primed so has some of the kitchen. That
means the paint can go on this weekend: the bathroom, the kitchen ceiling and
the area where the cupboards are going to be installed.
Everything looks
better than anything I imagined even if it is still mostly in the unassembled
stage. It’s much easier to visualize the space now walls are roughed in, the
addition built, and the steps are turned. Oh, and the new floors have been laid
except in the living room and bedrooms. That’s my job once the kitchen has been
put back together and I can clear those spaces.
There’s still much
to be done in the way of installing drywall, getting it finished and putting
back the railing around the stairwell. The tile still needs to be installed
around the bathtub. The new door and windows in the addition, kitchen and bath have
yet to arrive.
I chose the new
siding colour which has the exact same colours as the flooring. I guess when
you like something, it’s something you like!
I also saw the
cardiologist yesterday. The stress test done a few weeks ago had mixed results.
The good news is my heart showed no signs of arrhythmia when pushed. However, I
had tightness in my chest and difficulty breathing towards the end of the test.
This is symptomatic of a potential blockage in the heart. The cardiologist
wants to check this out so he is having me do a nuclear stress test to measure
the blood flow through the heart.
Something else from
the Disney movie, A Wrinkle in Time, touched my heart. It has me reflecting
about all the things, all the generations past that have led to me being here,
in this very moment in time. But it isn’t just my life that is connected to the
threads of the past but the lives of those around me. Those threads created a
cardiologist and the science he utilizes. Other threads created a master
carpenter and his apprentice, a young woman who was influenced by other women
in the trades.
The threads of their
lives are intersecting with mine and mine with theirs for a brief moment. They
touch briefly before vanishing into the unknown future.
What a beautiful
image, a tapestry of intersecting threads that is made up of all the lives that
have ever been and will be.
Smile. I think I
have my next drawing…
O, Lord, what great
works you do! AMEN!
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