Filled with greatness, Psalm One calls us upwards to live in such a way that we become like the person it describes. And thereby succeed in all we do. But distracted by our obligations, and pressures, we sometimes forget to stay planted by the stream of God’s living water.
Ask any child what the chicken says and he or she is sure to say “Cluck, cluck.” Unless of course, that child happens to speak another language. For you see, animals speak different languages, depending on where they live!
Doctors sometimes request their patients, particularly older patients, to undergo cognitive exams. Or a patient, concerned about their own memory, may even request to take them. Inability to remember facts or solve problems could indicate memory loss or dementia.
Toc, toc, toc. Wiping my hands on my apron, I stepped towards the door, wondering who would visit so close to lunchtime. “Buon giorno,” I greeted the unexpected visitor. “Um, can I help you?” I really didn’t know what to say or do. We’d never had a priest visit us before!
I have a problem with her (I must confess). That virtuous woman in Proverbs 31. She did all things well and never did anything wrong. I’m sure she coined the term busy as a bee, and made coffee breaks and take-out pizza tabu. Considered it sinful to sleep once the sun was up. Never a hair out of place. And sure she never gossiped or was unkind. And certainly never yelled at her kids!
The Italian name for April Fool’s Day is Pesce d’Aprile, or April Fool’s Fish. It stems from the children’s custom of sticking a paper fish on a schoolmate’s back. As he or she is the only one unaware of the fish, that individual becomes the April Fish, or fool.
Signora Sheila