Here's one of the family reunion shots, all 42 of us!
I've been neglecting my blog lately. I've had my fingers in yarn most of the time and haven't wanted to set my knitting down long enough to write. I also keep getting frustrated because I can't seem to really express what's on my mind. The bit next is sort of an unfinished train of thought about dignity. I went through a lot more of it in my mind than I managed to get down.
"What is Dignity? - 1. The quality or state of being worthy of esteem or respect.
2. Inherent nobility and worth: the dignity of honest labor.
3. a. Poise and self-respect.
b. Stateliness and formality in manner and appearance.
4. The respect and honor associated with an important position.
5. A high office or rank.
6. dignities The ceremonial symbols and observances attached to high office.
7. Archaic A dignitary
Is it a right?
Is it a gift?
Is it wrong?
Is pridefulness necessarily a part of it?
Do I want it for others? Yes, certainly
I woke up this morning considering these questions about dignity. I'm reminded of Mom saying "keep your head high, but your nose on a friendly level." The Old Testament chapter I listened to today tied in and contributed to my thoughts on this. The first chapter of Joshua, God tells Joshua that Moses is dead so now is the time to go and cross the Jordan into the promised land. Twice God tells him "be strong and of a good courage."
Wisdom, understanding, discernment, strength, courage, good cheer, and a sound mind, for these things I pray.
That was all I managed before I was distracted.
I still get caught up in thinking I have too many subjects I want to cover to do it here. I don't want to make my posts too long and boring and I also don't want to waste too much time writing instead of knitting and other things. I keep telling myself to narrow it down... do one thing at a time... start where you're at.. stuff like that, but that doesn't necessarily pull a scattered brain together.
The family reunion was very wonderful and very difficult all at the same time. I deal with the difficult things on a more regular basis though, so the wonderful part stands out more. I'm grateful for the blessing we were given. For all I know it may never happen again. I swam only once, because it wasn't all that hot there, but I got out in the canoes four times. I do love canoeing!
I keep trailing off without finishing a post, so I think I'll post this, unfinished as it seems and move on... Maybe I can get myself going again.