This blog is named after my dog, Dino the wonder dog. Other than that, this blog doesn’t have a lot to do with him, except that some days, when I am just too busy or too tired or have a migraine, I let Dino write my blog for me. On days when he has not taken over the computer, I write about my life – the past, the present and the future - my travels far and near and my home. I would love it if you would follow along.
For years, high school
graduation has occurred on the Saturday of Memorial Day Weekend in my small home
town. Hard to believe that my son graduated eight years ago already. And for my
baby girl, it has been four years. Where did the time go? How did they get all
grown up already? Ah, but they are still so young.
Do not let anyone look down
on you because you are young. 1 Timothy 4:12a Good News Translation
I didn’t attend the
graduation ceremony yesterday. Because we can never count on the weather, the
ceremony is always held indoors, in the field house. With so many people
crammed inside, no matter what it is like outside, after an hour or so, it is hot
and stifling in there. They told me that it wasn’t too bad though yesterday.
The daughter of a friend of
mine was one of the valedictorians and gave one of the speeches. I talked to her momma last night. Her
daughter stood up for what she believed in and in front of the packed field
house, gave glory to her heavenly Father, thanking Him for allowing her to be
there that day. Did I mention this is a public high school?
It is Memorial Day weekend. I
kind of think it should be God and
country, instead of one or the other.