Hey  to all... I hope you had a wonderful weekend.  I hear somebody won the football game, lol. (Yeah-Rah!) 

* I didnt mean to star my last blog.  I am still new to the world of blogging and I zigged before I zagged and well...there you have it My confession. And...Now it wont come off --I'll know not to do that again *

So, how have I been doing on being late...well lets see. . I actually made it to the Louisville airport on Saturday on time (WooHoo) to pick up Francine who flew in from Massachusetts.  They are so accustomed to me being late, they had even talked about it on the plane.  They were prepared to wait there for me cause they just knew I wouldnt be there when they got there.  They have said for years I have my own time frame "Bobbie Time" which means always late.  Now,  Louisville is an hour ahead,  plus, I got lost in traffic (imagine that) and had to stop and ask for directions in the middle of some industrial area..This really nice hotel employee who takes people to the wherever they are going got us back on track...(Thank You Lord)...Then...The parking garage was stuffed.  But, we made it.  What did I learn.  Leave in plenty of time and you'll get there in plenty of time.  Hmm, it was good to get somewhere on time.  It was a good feeling.  

Now Sunday, Well...I wasnt quite as successful.  We made it to Sunday morning worship on time....The van was in flight., David was the captain, and I his co-pilot.  Now Sunday night, I left in time for Ladies prayer meeting. But, along the way there was road construction. So I turned and went to the next road thinking I'd be OK....wrong I was.  More road construction,  So I did the same again,  Yep you guessed it, next turn the same- it was a mess, I had to zig zag my way there.  I finally made it but they had already started.  Bad News is I was fifteen minutes late for prayer meeting...BUT...I was fifteen minutes EARLY for evening service   What did I learn.  Ok, Do I get discouraged?  Absolutely Not. I must say I was last night.  This was hard work, rushin around...tryin to get out the door.  I really wanted to be there. And then to not make it on time. Here's how I decided to do it.  I'm going to  look at the good side, next week leave sooner,  and go a different direction. 

When I went in the church last night and was told the ladies had already started and what time it was I remember I  immediately put my head down.  I was so disappointed.  Disappointed in myself.  I went and sat down to wait for service to start. When I was thinking about that today I started to think about how many times in the past I have done that...  Hung my head down because of the feeling of defeat, shame, etc.  Stop and think about what the times you may have done that.  Its a natural inclination to do so after receiving bad news, or at the end of a bad day, etc.  Many times we hang our heads, its because we feel defeated?  Or maybe thats just me.  When in battle though, we cant do that.  We have to see our enemy and and face him head on, Which is hard.  Thats why we need to have the whole armour.  The good new is... Hold your head up in victory.  We have already won the war. 

Until tomorrow...

Bobbie