I have been meditating on a portion of scripture for some time now. In it I see the suffering Christ, suffering for my sins, the sins of commission and the sins of omission. Sins that caused him great hurt and pain.  He was injured physically beyond my comprehension.  He felt that he had been separated from the Father which, I think, was the most painful of all.  He suffered as a result of all I have and will do to hurt others.  In all of this I see the suffering Savior silent.  He did not ever express His feelings to those who were nearby.  All he said was, Father forgive them, for they know not what they do. His conversation was to the Father.  He did not hold these sins against me, rather he forgave me of these sins.  In fact, he was taking my punishment for these sins. This is the example that I desire to follow.  I am not there yet, but I am praying to be. Isaiah. 53:7 – He was oppressed, and he was afflicted, yet he opened not his mouth; like a lamb that is led to the slaughter, and like a sheep that before its shearers is silent, so he opened not his mouth.  He was not thinking of himself, rather he was thinking of us (others).  For me this has opened yet further glories of the cross that we sing of. 
Whether what we do is good or evil:  The King will answer them, “Truly, I say to you, as you did it to one of the least of these my brothers, you did it to me.” (Matt.25: 40) Even as what we do good is to him in our service and love for others, all of our sin is against him as well, including how we hurt others. The good news which is for all believers, is that Jesus forgives us of the hurt and pain we have caused him and silently took the punishment for us. Should we do anything less?  (Matt. 18:21-35)  When we forgive from the heart, we no longer desire to see the one we have forgiven punished knowing Jesus was punished for them.



We discovered that the Olive Tap people were not at the Farmers Market.  We bought some fresh juicy red and yellow tomatoes and basil and parsley to plant at the Farmers Market and left just in time to escape getting wet from a pretty good shower. We took a ride to Medina to the store instead. We were able to taste the Balsamic vinegar there. My favorites were honey and ginger and the 18 year aged.  Bought both.  Came home and ate yummy tomato sandwiches. Picked my first cucumber out of our garden and cut up the green beans Sonny picked .  There are more to be picked he tells me.


Yesterday we went to the famous Westside Market in Cleveland.  It was an interesting ride out 10 to get there.  There was a lot to see and the prices were good on the fresh produce.  As you can see from the photos, the choices were numerous. Today we will go to Crocker Park to the Farmers Market to buy some good Balsamic vinegar.  We have very much enjoyed the Farmers Markets here.  There was a particular brand of salsa that is tasty.


Yesterday at Cortney’s wedding the star dancers were Lily and Hayden, then there was a father/daughter dance and finally four of my grandchildren were out there dancing together.  Hannah, Hayden, William and Elisabeth.       ( Lily)  Everyone enjoyed the day including Aunt Marian who flew from Fl. to attend.


Yesterday Sonny was cutting up a fallen tree for our backyard neighbor when our next door neighbor starting helping us clean old dead limbs out of the woods.  Then they called a young football player from down the street to come help.  Before we knew it the dead limbs were out front ready for the chopper, the wood that Sonny cut up was stacked up and the woods are pleasant to look at behind us and our neighbor.  Many hands make light work and we found this to be true yesterday.  Once again we saw the love and mercy of God extended to us.  Had we done it all by ourselves it would been an overwhelming task.