You're Prettier

Recently when visiting my mom, I had a chat with one of her caregivers. The caregiver said she'd like to tell me something my mom had said. Well, with that, I kind of held my breath, because my mother is known for saying exactly what she is thinking. A nice way of saying this is she is very honest. So, the woman began her story. One day the caregver had to bring her 2 daughters to work with her and when they were near or with my mom,  my mother said to the one daughter, "You're very pretty." Compliment given and compliment accepted with pleasure. Whew, I am thinking, that's good. Then to the second daughter, who according to her mom doesn't get comments like that, my mom said, "But you're prettier." The caregiver told me that those words given to the daughter that doesn't hear that  as often as the other one, has never forgotten what Mrs. Ford said to her that day. Now when the one daughter, says something flattering about herself or hears something nice being said about her, the other one will say, " But I'm prettier." Also, since that time, when the girls need to be at work with their mom, they ask if they can go visit Mrs. Ford. I am thankful that my mom's words had such a positive impact on this young child and at the same time didn't hurt the other one's feelings.
Psalm 19:14 says, "May the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be pleasing in your sight, O LORD, my Rock and my Redeemer."
This story also reminded me of the Miranda Lambert song, Only Prettier. Thank you, Lord, for allowing my mom to be such an encouragement!!!

It's HOT!!!

Welcome to July! August is supposed to be 'The Dog Days", but we have experienced a beginning to this 7th month with record-breaking heat. As June said goodbye on Saturday, we had been without power from Friday night until 5PM on the last day of June. Many people in our area were without power much longer than us. Some, didn't lose power at all. My hisband began to contemplate that we are becoming a nation of must have air-conditioning to survive. When he and I were children in the '50's, we just didn't have A/C in our homes, cars, stores, anywhere. I remember a black occilating fan in our home.That seemed to keep us happy. Of course we could do the folding fans or just the stiff piece of cardboard type fans. It was very much like scenes from Andy Griffith in Mayberry.  People were content without air conditioning. It wasn't until 1964  that we had central air. We thought that was amazing!! Maybe my husband is right, maybe we have become wimps in the heat. As I write this, the coolness of our air compressor is blowing sweet, refreshing, chilled air in my direction. Lord, I thank you for that. Also, thanks for ice, swimming pools, portable fans, and all the other cool comforts You have provided.  Lord, I will try not to complain when I read the thermometer.