wisdom
Here I am, at the Boise Airport, waiting for my flight on a regional prop plane. I love that I have free Wi-Fi here. Every airport should do this since travelers must spend hours waiting ... and waiting ... and waiting.
Anyway, I thought I would post something about the time I've spent in Proverbs recently. FYI, after a slight detour to do Beth Moore's Living Beyond Yourself, which was wonderful, I am back into my regularly scheduled odd-numbered year reading through the Bible. The past six or seven days I've been in Proverbs, part of the wisdom literature of Scripture.
I've been very mindful of the passages that tell us about our enemies: If they're hungry or thirsty, give them food/water.; don't rejoice when they fall into trouble; don't envy sinners; and many more. One reason these verses stood out to me this week is because a friend of mine was recently treated rudely/cruelly by someone she thought was a friend. My friend is a believer. Her friend isn't. I've experienced similar rudeness/cruelty. I know the sting. And I know it's not always easy to respond as God would have me. But if I listen to Him, He'll help me, in my actions and even in my thoughts. And so I pray for my friend to find His comfort and healing for the hurt she has felt, and that she will rise above the pettiness of others.
One of my first pastors told me that I should read a chapter of Proverbs every day of the month (chapter 1 on the first, chapter 2 on the second, etc.). In doing so, I would absorb God's wisdom for living. I never got into that habit, but I can see that it is good advice.
If you are looking for a Bible reading plan for this year, feel free to jump in with me. You can find the schedule I use here. Of all the books you can read, the Bible is the one most needed. For a believer, it is bread for the journey. Don't starve yourself.
In the grip of His grace,
Robin
After a wonderful and very productive day of writing,
Tuesday night found me at the 
I'm headed off on another trip in the morning, this time to my annual brainstorming retreat in beautiful northern Idaho. I'm so glad I'm not driving. Two of the counties I would have driven through are now disaster areas due to the forest fires. Every day this week, I've awakened and thought that it was cloudy and stormy outside, but it wasn't clouds. It's smoky, hazy air from all the fires. A couple of the writers who are part of this group are driving from Montana, and both of them have fires to contend with before reaching the Idaho border. And maybe there are fires this side of the border too. I cannot say for sure.
Okay, I admit it. I have never read any of the Harry Potter books. I haven't watched any of the movies either, although I've tried several times.
A week ago, I did 
The eastern flight featured The Astronaut Farmer, starring Billy Bob Thornton and Virginia Madsen. Netflix describes it this way: "To save his failing family farm, a NASA astronaut in training must shelve his dreams of intergalactic travel -- until he decides to
build a homegrown rocket in his barn. Enduring the jeers of the local
townspeople and the government's efforts to bring his grassroots space
program to a screeching halt, he keeps his eyes on the skies,
determined to realize his ambition of orbiting the Earth."
The western flight featured Premonition, starring Sandra Bullock. I remember that the reviews of this movie weren't great. Here's how Netflix describes it: "A housewife (Sandra Bullock) is devastated when her husband (Julian McMahon) dies suddenly in a car crash. But when he reappears the next day as if nothing had ever happened, she realizes it may have just been a premonition. Can she prevent the horrible tragedy from happening all over again, or is she powerless to redirect fate?"
My friend 
I hope you readers are all having a great 4th of July. If you're an American, you may be celebrating Independence Day with a parade and/or a barbecue and/or fireworks. If you live elsewhere, this may be just another work day.
The alarm will go off at 4 a.m. tomorrow, and I'll head to the airport after 5 a.m. I'll probably do some sleeping on the plane. It's a four hour flight from Boise to Atlanta. The direct flight only exists in the summer, so I am thankful for that. And once I step off the plane, it is pretty much go-go-go until I return to the airport next week.
I subscribe to 
It all began so innocently. I thought I would try digital phone service from my cable provider. It cost less that my regular phone service, and I've had good reports from people who use it. However, at the end of completing the order (including taking my phone number with me) and setting an install date for last Friday, I learned that the cable company's digital phone service wouldn't work with my alarm system. So I cancelled the order. I was assured that the cancellation was handled.
Fast forward a little over a week. I'm driving home from church, and Daughter #1 calls me on my cell. "Mom, did you cancel your land line?" I answer, "No. Why?" She says, "Because I tried to call you and I got a message that says it isn't a working number."
Monday morning, I call the phone company. I get the order made and am told they can get my service up with my old number by the 11th. The 11th?!? I'm getting ready to leave for Atlanta for the booksellers convention. I can't leave this unsettled. (My mom does have her phone but still...) So I'm told that if I call the cable company and get them to release the phone number, it's possible it could be ported back to me as early as tomorrow. So I call the cable company. Twenty minutes on hold, go through the explanation, and I'm told I have to talk to the local office rather than the corporate office. (I dialed the local number.) Sigh. I call the local number, press 0 to get directly to the operator, go through the explanation again, get transferred again. Fortunately, I get the same woman I originally talked to back over a week ago. She is horrified that the cancellation didn't go through. Promises to call me back on my cell phone once she talks to her supervisors.
I've begun sending the emails with my new phone number out to everyone I wish to know it. But what about the 250 business cards I just received last week? Grr. My blood pressure is definitely up. Lord, give me patience! Oh, right. That's what I'm learning as I go through this. At least I can honestly say that I didn't lose my temper, didn't yell at anyone, or forget to say thank you.
One dose and you’re free. How much would a person pay for such a cure? How far would they go? Would they lie for it? Steal for it? Kill for it?
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