June Eleventh; Delightfully Delighted

Part of this, was written last night before I headed for bed to rest up for today’s last day of Vacation Bible School. I’m going to edit and add some thanks to last night’s, late night happenings.


I can’t say I’m delighted.


I was sitting here staring at a blinking cursor wondering what I was going to write. I wanted to get this written so that I’d have it ready for tomorrow morning. Otherwise it will be after noon when I get my morning blog posted. Both dogs are already inside and were stretched out in the floor nearby. I hear Molly chewing on something but without looking I thought it was that chew stick I had bought her a while back. She did seem to be making a lot of noise with it though.

It was the dog brush. I say was, because by the time I got around to looking, Molly had pretty well destroyed the thing. My fault, I should have looked. I didn’t because neither dog has bothered anything in so long I just take it for granted they won’t. I just learned otherwise.

I am delighted at the night breeze coming in the windows cooling things down. The good thing about living out here, its cooler than living in town. I have my big Oak trees creating shade and this breeze. Town has some, but not  like this.


I am delighted listening to the sounds of the crickets, frogs and night birds coming in the open windows. It reminds me of my grandmother telling me as a child, that as long as I could hear the crickets, nothing was out there that shouldn’t be.


I’m delighted in myself and that I didn’t back out of helping with Vacation Bible School. I have had a blast and not been afraid to admit that either. I’ve always wanted to help, but in the past I was working. Now that I’m not, I was able to help, but wasn’t sure I would be needed. When I got the phone call wondering if I would be interested, I jumped at the chance and have been so glad I did.


Even though  it may not be the best or most exciting, I am delighted in my life right now. I am learning and growing, living, learning and loving. I’m also getting much braver and more willing to try more things-like  Vacation Bible School and dancing.


I’m delighted that I didn’t burn the house down when I forgot that pot on the stove.


I am delighted in the many blessings that the Lord has given me. My son, my family and friends. A home in a special place. Dogs that are the equivalent of toddlers.  A church family that follows and has the heart of Christ. A talent for words, that I hope can convey my thoughts, my feelings, my beliefs and struggles in a way that others can and do understand.


After writing all that, I called it a night and headed for bed. I wondered briefly about leaving the windows in here open, but I thought the open windows and ceiling fan going would keep it cooler in here for Molly. So I left them open, turned off the light and closed the door.


I was sleeping so well. I wasn’t dreaming or fluffing pillows, I was sleeping deeply when I thought I heard the first bark breaking into that rest. It wasn’t but a moment when I heard a lot of barking. The open windows were allowing Molly to hear any and all nighttime visitors.


 Getting up I made my way through the house and to this room. I closed the windows and turned on the radio to cover any critter sounds. Molly looked at me as if she thought she was in trouble but I only pet her on the head and made my way back through the dark house. Dark rooms and black dogs are dangerous. I stepped back into my bedroom, knowing that Bella was lying on the floor, only I misjudged where. I tripped over her and fell hard, landing on my left forearm and left knee.. I hit the floor hard enough that it woke my son and he came running. My arm is fine this morning, my knee is a bit banged up, reminding me of all those times of childhood when I would often have bruised and scrapped knees.

But oh, my night wasn’t done. All of that happened around two in the morning. Later, closer to five, once again sleeping so well, when the leg cramp from the devil struck my right calf.  I was clinging to the wall and nearly crying as I tried to stretch and put weight on my leg. Its the only way I’ve found to ease the cramps. I haven’t had one that bad in a long time.


So now, my last day of Vacation Bible School, I’m going to be doing my best not to limp about as both legs are feeling the activities of the night. I’m going to live out the moment of being delightfully delighted at the antics of the children on the last day and storing the memories deep into my heart. Happily admitting that this past week has been a real blessing for me.

About rebecca s revels

A writer, a photographer, a cancer survivor. An adventurer of the mild kind, a lover of the simple pleasures such as long walks and chocolate. A Christian unashamed of my faith and a friend who is dependable and will encourage readily. Author of three self published books with more waiting to find their way to paper. An advocate of good things, a fighter against wrongs.
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8 Responses to June Eleventh; Delightfully Delighted

  1. leendadll says:

    Ohhhh…. you better not have given me the bad juju for leg cramps while sleeping!!!

    After all that activity, I’m glad you’re still alive!!

    • oh no. I do NOT share my leg cramps, those are mine and mine alone. I believe what brought mine on was all that dancing I am so unaccustomed to doing. Have you been dancing?

      • leendadll says:

        No dancing here… just bits of waving my arms when a good song comes on.

        I never found out what was triggering my leg cramps. They went away, thank gobs. I have muscle relaxers just in case they return.

      • Mine is usually brought on when I allow magnesium levels to get low. I need to go and get a new supply.

  2. I love that you feel you are “learning and growing, living, learning and loving.” That’s all we can ask of ourselves. Especially in the middle of this crazy life, which loves to throw us off center, as you describe so well!💕

    • Thank you. Years ago life got odd and only got more strange as time passed. When my husband died life took this odd tilted twist but I was adjusting. Then thanks to the virus I lost my job and that really made it an adjustment to be made. Finally, I can see the fog lifting and growth happening. Thank you so much for your kind observations.

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