The wind rattled and howled round the flats last night, and we woke up to a wild world with wonderful waves (and Alotof Alliteration). Captain Butterfly left early laden with sandwiches and a metal detector at every corner. I thought he was mad to go, given the weather, but it did begin to clear up a bit - the sun came through ominous clouds and there was a dark lilac light on the sea.
At least there was no frost on the car this morning. Yesterday Jean and I failed to get to the group as I simply couldn't get my car thawed out early enough. But we did some calls later in the morning, and I chauffered Jean to the Hall for the broadcast in the afternoon,
It was different from the usual, as it was a broadcast of the talks given at the 143rd Gilead Graduation Class.
You can find it here: https://tv.jw.org/#en/mediaitems/StudioMonthly2017/pub-jwb_201712_1_VIDEO
The point that stays with me from the broadcast is the reminder that all we see and all we know now are just "the fringes" of Jehovah's ways. There is so much to know, so much to learn, and there always will be. Which is wonderful.
Sadly the school system of the 1950s so often made learning (which children naturally want to do) both punitive and boring. But being taught Jehovah's way is wonderful. He is the kindest and most patient - and of course the wisest! - of teachers.
As the Bible says, he is our Grand Instructor.
By the time we came out of the meeting the storm was up and running again, so after I had dropped Anne Marie off, I scuttled home and stayed in. Captain Metal Detector was not far behind. Having been rained off, he bought his tea and sandwiches back home and ate them here.
And I had made a big lamb casserole yesterday afternoon, so supper was all in hand.
Talked to Bea, via phone (yesterday), email today, and to Jacks. And the Christmas cards with news from scattered family and friends continue to arrive, though I never send any now of course.
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