Wewease…Wodewick!

Longtime readers may be wondering why I’m not readying for a Noche Buena pig roast at Val Prieto’s house. Val has explained it all here. Val and his family have had a tough year, and the economy isn’t helping things any. When I found out the feast was cancelled, I offered to host it myself, but unfortunately it was too late to work it out.

I hope you will keep Val and his bunch in your prayers. Especially his brother-in-law, who has been diagnosed with cancer.

I keep telling how God seems to guide my life these days. Here is another example. This will be the first Christmas Eve without a pig roast in several years. “Coincidentally,” my sister and I are getting along now, and today is my father’s birthday, and we will be taking him to one of his favorite restaurants. Tomorrow I’m fixing prime rib for Christmas dinner, and soon we’ll all be headed up to Frostproof to visit my great aunt Gladys and her family. I wish we were doing Noche Buena this year, and I am deeply sorry Val and Maggie are having a tough time, but it looks like I won’t be idle.

If any of you are alone this week, let me remind you of one of God’s promises. The Bible says he sets the solitary in families. From Psalm 68:

Sing unto God, sing praises to his name: extol him that rideth upon the heavens by his name JAH, and rejoice before him.

A father of the fatherless, and a judge of the widows, is God in his holy habitation.

God setteth the solitary in families: he bringeth out those which are bound with chains: but the rebellious dwell in a dry land.

Maybe that will be of help to someone.

I have to run errands and do things now, but before I go, I want to take time to thank everyone who comes here regularly and enriches my life with comments and emails. Merry Christmas to all of you!

Here are some scenes from better times. First, last year’s pig:

Second, the 2004 pig (bottom left, for you wise guys):

Third, my dad in 2004, doing quality control.

Talk to you later.