Ashland RV Park, Ashland, Nebraska
This is the account of Abraham’s son Ishmael, whom Sarah’s maidservant, Hagar the Egyptian, bore to Abraham . . . . the names of the twelve tribal rulers . . . . Altogether Ishmael lived one hundred and thirty-seven years. His descendants . . .lived in hostility toward all their brothers. ~ Genesis 25:12-18 So God once again kept His promise. Ishmael received the twelve tribes as God promised Abraham back in Genesis 17:20. Do you wonder, as I did, ‘What would’ve happened if God hadn’t made that promise to Abraham? Would He still have chosen to bless Ishmael?’ But God is omniscient as well as sovereign. He does and wills according to His Divine and Perfect Purpose.
We have ants again.
I think I know what’s happening. The ants send out scouts to look for food. We kill the scouts. A day or two later, they send out more scouts which also don’t return. Then they send out a search and rescue squad which numbers several dozen. And we put out Terro and invite them to dinner. And they come – by the hundreds – because someone returned to the nest and said, “Hey! We didn’t find Harry or Duke, but there’s this huge banquet upstairs!” And they feast for a day or so and we don’t see them again for a few months. Until they get hungry again. I don’t think they really die . . . Heavy Sigh . . .
At least this time, they’re confined to the kitchen beside the sink and on the floor under the sink and stove. No cooking or washing dishes for me until they’re gone. Poor Blaine.
The First Baptist Church offered a 9am service today, so we actually attended a worship service! Too bad we didn’t know any of the songs, and while the message on Proverbs 3:4-5 (they’re doing a Proverbs series) was well presented, it didn’t really speak to either of us. But it was good to be in the house of the Lord rather than sitting in front of the laptop!
Following the busy-ness of the past two days, we took it a little easy on ourselves today. Nearby is the Schramm State Park, so we went to check it out and walk a few miles. I’ll let you make your own jokes about the name, although Blaine says if I’d pronounce it right it wouldn’t be funny. Well, where’s the fun in that?!? 😊
Right alongside the trail!
Plus, we did this part of the trail twice because it was ill-marked!
Maybe ever? It was the size of the palm of my hand!
Not much of a background here though. : )
The most interesting thing about this place was that it used to host a fish hatchery.
There was one more place we wanted to see – the Holy Family Shrine. We’d planned to stop before the Park, but they weren’t open yet, so we had to take our sopping wet bodies and sweat-matted hair in. I’m sure we were quite a sight. Especially since you have to remove your hat to enter the shrine itself. Eee gads!! Good thing Jesus loves us just as we are!
Quite the story here!
We’re not Catholic, so we didn’t really get the significance of all of it.
This reminded us of Christmas. : )
Tomorrow, we’re anticipating more action. 😊