After rereading Beth Moore's When Godly People Do Ungodly Things over the past several weeks I took the dogs for a walk. You'd think a heavy, thought-provoking book about restoration, healing and spiritual warfare wouldn't have anything to do with walking Lily and Lola.
Not so much.
We did an up and down circuit today, a route we've done partially before but never like today. Armed with my camera, three large plastic bags and two leashes we began our journey.
As our entourage moved forward at an erratic and frequently screeching-to-a-halt pace, I begin to see some spiritual applications.
Lily waltzed from side to side, mostly off-path, in the fascinating grass, rarely on the sidewalk. As she bounced, boinged, jumped and double-backed she managed to hobble herself at least a dozen times. Her steps became mincing, tiny shuffles because the leash wrapped around her legs and hindered her from enjoying her frequent attempts to romp along the edge of the path.
Me being the kind person that I am, had to bring the walk to a halt, stop her, and unwrap the leash so that her legs were able to take her where she wanted to go. Did she thank me? Not so much. Did she even recognize that she was free? Her mobility implied that was so, but, within minutes she was hobbled again.
Because I spent so much time huddled over an impatient dog I wondered if there were any times I got myself all twisted up spiritually and became unable to go where I needed and wanted to and I decided that I have indeed done this. Pretty much as often as Lily.
So, thank You, Lord for the times you have and will force me to stop so You can untie, untangle, unleash and settle me on my journey. Sorry about that...I am a creature of very little brain and focus.

Have you visited this blog?
Cake Wrecks
K. So it's maybe a little mean-spirited to mock the labor of others....but...should you be in a mood to laugh at a few questionable designs and outright mess-ups complete with snarky comments. Well, there you go.
The link to a post with cakes in the theme of feet is uh...very appetizing.

I should have blogged yesterday.
But I played with round-headed kids. Then I needed to recover.
I'm practicing being around little kids because some day, it's inevitable, I'll be a grandma. Right? So my niece drops her little ones off for 23 to bond with and on those days I come home early so I can play. Turns out that X-ta suggesting I needed to get busy on procuring grandkids is on the right track. The dogs just don't cut it. Cute. But it's pretty hard to out cute a toddler wearing a crap-eating grin. (Not literally...because that would clearly take all the fun out of the experience for me.)
These are things I may have know about little kids but have forgotten since it's been awhile.
They are very literal. Do you know that sarcasm goes right over their heads?
Laughing can be hysterical. So can eye-gouging and head-butting.
Crying is something that sometimes happens for no reason.
A good burp is a thing to be celebrated. As is a good poop.
Kids have awesome core muscles.
From asleep to awake to asleep can takes just seconds and involve lots of vocalization.
They smell good...when cleaned up.
If you push on the bag of formula to get rid of air bubbles and you don't have the nipple on tight you get wet and the dogs find you fascinating.
Things I have discovered that I never even considered twenty years ago.
Cup holders on car seats. SERIOUSLY.
DVD players in the backseat.
Toys have gone way high tech. Banging on something with a hammer now may give all sorts of feedback and instructions in electronic voice. (Or it may get the adult in the room to jump up and redirect, but that's a different story.)
Pictured...round-headed kids from twenty plus years ago.