The Chickadee Feeder

ANOTHER GRADUATION, WITH PARTY

We celebrated the high school graduation of my youngest son this past weekend.  As do a lot of homeschoolers around here, we had a ceremony and a party at home. 

Everyone was asked to bring their favorite quotation.  Younger Son chose his three favorites and those folks won a prize.

We also gave door prizes for the person who unknowingly sat in a specially-marked chair, for the person who guessed the right amount of candy in a jar, and for people who got their ice cream in a special red bowl.

Later on, the extended families of my husband and myself sat around, cooked hot dogs over the fire, and visited.  Since mine are from Indiana, we don’t do that very often.

My speech at the ceremony was to be An Encouragement.  This is what I nervously said:

My youngest son is officially graduating from high school.  He’s got a good heart, a lot of patience, and a great dry sense of humor.  I enjoy him very much.  I know he will continue to do well with his life.

When he was a baby, I often sang hymns to him, and a phrase from one of these comes especially to mind today:
 
“Like a shepherd, Jesus will guard His children; in His arms He carries them all day long.”

This is what I would like him to especially remember and to be encouraged by.

We all have wonderful events in our lives, and sometimes we have difficulties too.  But always–ALWAYS–Jesus will be our Shepherd, guiding us, guarding us, and yes, even CARRYING us through it all.

So, your heart can be filled with comfort, and peace, and joy!  God bless you, Ben!

SHOPPING WITH THE ELDERLY

Here is one of my older entries that I thought you might enjoy (January 29, 2006):

It seems to me, that after thousands of years of youngers caring for the elderly, the public sector would have come up with a special code for communication.

You know:  when going to the bank with your 90-year-old mother, wouldn’t it be nice to simply wave your little pinky–and the bank teller would immediately know, “This one’s a little deaf!  Speak loudly!”

Or an arch of the right eyebrow would mean, “My mom’s got the mental ability of a 5-year old–go slow and simple!”

A left eyewink says:  “This old geezer is sharp as a tack, don’t try to pull anything over on him and DON’T treat him like a child!”

My family, being more practical-minded, says it wouldn’t work after a while.  We youngers would grow old and know the code.  “Ah,” but my husband says with a scratching of his chin, “you could counter-code back.  This means ‘I’m not as crazy as she thinks!'”