Munich

XX OLYMPIAD Munich 1972

Wow, what an Olympics.  It was so thrilling to see my brother come from behind the pack and win the gold medal for the 800 meter run.  The Russian was favored to win; however, he fell at the finish line and won the silver.  Kenya won the bronze.  My brother felt so bad when in all his excitment he forgot to take off his hat on the victory stand during the playing of the National Anthem.  Later, some PLO terrorists broke into the Olympic Village and took the Israeli team hostage.  The fatal results seemed to cast a long shadow over the remainder of the Olympic games.  I was saddened when my brother didn't qualify to run in the 1500 meter final.  I cried during Jim Ryan's final race when he fell as the guy running in the lane next to him cut over; however, I admired him for getting up and finishing the race.  I was so confused when the basketball game was over and the USA team was celebrating their victory when they were suddenly forced back onto the court because the judges ruled that there was still a few seconds left in the game (according to an offical clock), and the still confused USA team watched as the Russians sank another ball and won the gold.               

WWJD?

One of my favorite sayings is 'Let go and let God'.  Last night I watched 'Crash' with my husband.  I realized that seriouly life is just a laughing matter.  I can identify with the DA's wife who realized that she woke up angry every morning and didn't know why.  The movie was full of messages and showed the lack of tolerance we humans have for cultural diversity.  I am working on improving myself to have more tolerance for others and to be co-dependant on God.  One of the many things my grandmother told me was to always end each prayer with the words "Not my will but Thy will be done."  I say to myself quite often the following.

There but for the grace of God go I.  

Sunday Morning

This is the day that the Lord has made.

Rejoice & be glad in it!

Jacob and Abby spent the night.  They are such sweeties, and I love them to pieces!

My Trip to Arizona

Now that the jet lag is over, I can reflect on my trip to sunny Arizona.  It was a very nice respite and I enjoyed spending quality time with the Arizona Wottles.  Tim took me to the Superstition Mountain area on my birthday and we stopped at the Fort McDowell Casino which is located on an Indian Reservation just outside Phoenix.  I left with a profit of $19.50.  I wanted to try for the jackpot with my winnings, but Tim convinced me to leave while I was ahead.  We even met some guys fishing for trout in a river in the middle of the desert.  It was so scenic and serene.

While Mom & Dawn were on their spiritual journey, Tim and I went to Sedona and Jerome.  It was so beautiful at Red Rock State Park.  We took the back road from Jerome to Prescott.  Wow, what a ride -- my ears were popping all the time!  Then we stopped at the Rock Springs Cafe in Black Canyon City for supper.  It's a great little local place noted for their BBQ Pork and Jack Daniels pecan pie. 

We attended the closing ceremony for Mom's walk to Emmaus.  It was awesome to see so many happy pilgrims of various denominations in all the colors of the rainbow ready for the indwelling of the Holy Spirit and looking forward to sharing the Agape Love that they experienced to a hurting world.  Afterwards, we had a tailgate party in the church parking lot to celebrate.  My nephews really enjoyed my world famous brownies, and I enjoyed the weather and fellowship.

Tommy missed me and is glad I'm home -- so is Izzy!