Miss Bea

My husband wants to call me, “Sugar Bear”. I keep telling him no, “It’s Honey Badger”. Yep!

One of him snoozing, and one while we still managed to control him a bit.

This actually happened. We inherited this cat. His name was, “Dowg”, because he sort of acts like one. He will get into the bathtub with water in it. He’s fascinated by water. He will follow us around like a puppy. He picks up things and carries whatever around, in his mouth.
He came into the house, proud as a peacock. In his mouth was a hard plastic wrapper they put around wood. 
The house is being worked on by the tribe, and he finds treasures they left. 
Oh, and he is mouthy. I mean mouthy. He has a big vocabulary. Even makes noises when he sleeps. Like a dog!

Well my husband comes up with the. Best names after we get to know our critters. 
He named this cat, “barking dog” in Yurok. (We are both Yurok Indians) And guess how it is pronounced? “May-Gok”. Yep. I didn’t think about it until a sister pointed out that names sounds like you know who. Then she said, she will just picture that one as a barking dog. 
Yes, this is one special kitty!

My husband had a knee replacement Monday. So, he’s watching tv news a lot. I have decided to make it so it just doesn’t weigh too heavily on my heart. 
These individuals, engaged in this. I’ve made up my mind they are playing into Jehovah’s hands by what is going on. It will become evident soon. And Jehovah will start the healing process for all of us. 
Knee replacement, plus the tribe is doing a rehab on our house. It’s wonderful. Work Sid will not have to do, and the price is right. No cost. 
Plus Sid is the one who takes care of our road. He phoned the tribe, and they got busy on it. Sid maintains the water bars. So the road doesn’t rut out. 
I’ve gotten so much support from the congregation. I know the prayers are plentiful, or, perhaps I’d be standing, face first in a corner, wondering what just happened. Instead, I’m okay. More then okay. 
The stress of the knee replacement will soon be gone. The guys working on the house will be gone, and our home will be more or less finished. 
Then I figure the serious, “peace and security,” will happen, and the great tribulation will start. 
And then, our dear friends experiencing the KON situation, will be where they should be. Yes, safe and secure, and best of all by Jehovah’s standards.

We are such a blessed  group. We have hope for ourselves, and over 8 million getting a permanent respite! 

Can anyone one please tell me why I have to sign in, repeatedly? I checked, “remember me”, and it doesn’t!

Maybe i can get some help here. I touched this whatever in my iPad, now things are like a negative. I watched our newest update, with our dear brother Splane, being blue. 
I have fussed with it, went to settings, and tried. The best I got was to lighten it. 
When we go to town, I’m going to leave this at the Apple store, and pay them to fix it, if it’s not done by then. Today, I printed two letters in the ministry, white typing, black background. I have to take out the background every time I print a letter.

it’s been interesting…

Seems like a lifetime ago.

I have a FB portal for Zoom meetings. I decided I needed to use the computer for personal study. Off I go, ready to settle in. Opened the Bible, had to update it. Did that. Joshua 6:17 has  research with it, on my iPad. Not on the computer. And I tried. Downloaded the regular bibles we have downloaded. I have the Reference Bible and the study Bible, and no research notes for my Bible reading!

Please, can someone help me? 🌺

My name is just funny. The internet key board has fun with it. Today, from the Tribe office, the admin lady, “hey baby”. Then there was the UPS man. “Babe”. Then the brother, “Hi babe”. It’s just funny. 
The brother did see it, and apologized. This is the first time I’ve mentioned it. 

Sometimes the best response is no response.

We have a Japanese lady in our territory. Her address was given to me. She understands English, so, my letter is okay. But, I can’t figure out how to print the brochure I want to send her in Japanese. 
If I ask those knowledgeable, locally, I’m afraid they will just tell me how to do it. And, for the most part they may be talking to me in Greek. (Or Japanese!) 
Please, any simplified instructions out there. I suspect Siri cannot help me in this. I

I just got home from driving over to the coast. My son had to work, so he asked me to come out so his wife and I could attend the Memorial together. 
He works at a mill. Took his computer, after he downloaded Zoom earlier in the day. He managed to attend. He call me after the meeting. Someone mentioned, “Whose Tom Parker?”

He was still laughing. That was him, and his name is not Tom Parker. You see, Zoom is owned by the Chinese, and he does not want his name known. By them, or anyone else in the virtual world. So, to attend the Memorial on Zoom, he used an alias. 
The drive home was absolutely beautiful. That moon...

How do I clean out my in box? Please.

Did you know, “trumpery” is an actual word? It’s used at Leviticus 261

In the Bynton  translation. Sorry for the spelling I’ve not yet found all my copies of various bibles. Again.

We were discussing it last night, and got a gentle chiding. “Now, now, let’s dredge up some honor for the king.”  Um, former king. 

Well, I’m still on a spiritual high. Our talk this morning was from Granada! A brother who spent a lot of time in Mozambic, as a missionary. Yes, he drew friends from Brazil, and others, I know not where they were from. 
The talk was on enduring persecution. He said the one scripture we want to take away from his talk was 2 Tim. 3:11. 
It was the best of mornings. We are a small congregation, rural, and over and over we get such a blessing from Jehovah! 
One of those mornings that put a smile on your face. For some time!

Me, again. This time I’m looking for the, “conversation”, that is with Jehovah. And they end up just hanging out for a few minutes. 
This one touches my heart, and I like to print it out. I thank you...🌹

It’s a curious thing. There are things we just don’t discuss. My son knows of the truth, and he told me something that just yells we are at the end of this system. 
Let’s just say, in the world, some things were not public fodder. Well, they are now. And, even he is shocked. 
I can remember a brother saying in his talk, if it wasn’t for Jehovah’s protection, we could not leave the hall, not being attacked by wicked spirits. I thought that strange. 

We are safe.  

Help! 
I need to find out how to print songs.I am going to do my level best to get some songs memorized, to sing to Jehovah, right after Armageddon. 

Two sisters have joined me. (One, a bit hesitant) and the other excited. 

What I would like help in is being able to print out words for songs. 
Now, understand, we memorize them. Not sing them, except at meetings. 
I thought this would keep my mind busy with good thoughts!

Been fighting depression. I’m on the uphill swing now. (Yes, it’s bad enough for me that I take medication) 

My point is, none of us ever know what, down deep, we are all going through. Except Jehovah. 
It was harder this time. You know what you are supposed to do Dragging myself to the meetings when I’d just like to stay home, in bed, was, easier when that meant going to the Kingdom Hall. 
Now, it’s too easy. It’s a matter of not turning the computer on. 
To be honest, it was scary. The first thing I think is, “Have I done something g to offend Jehovah?”  But, if I keep on keeping on, (no matter what I think, or feel) I eventually surface on the other side of whatever I’ve been going through. 
I mention this, because I suspect there are a lot of us out there. 
I know we are I am never alone, but, for little snippets of time, I may feel like it. 
Thanks for being out there, Dear Family. ❤️

Help! Pretty please! In the night, when I was listening to Morning Worship, and I heard one I can’t find. It was on the anointed and had a bit about brother Franz. It’s not the obvious one. On, “generations”. It ended differently. Sort of, “don’t fool yourself into thinking the end is far off.” 
The one I thought it was by brother Flodin, “This generation will not pass away. 
The gem I found is, “Jehovah’s day is coming as a thief”. With brother Losch delivering it. Good place to snoop. Those transcripts!

Could not sleep last night. I plugged in my iPad, got the earphones out, and had a bit of a marathon. Our media on JW.org
I stumbled across something wonderful, (well, my iPad did) it was the 2016 regional convention. I got to hear, “Expect the unexpected”, and the closing comments of that convention. A real eye opener! I could almost see the end happen this week! 
The reasons Jehovah brought the flood. Violence and unclean sex. I remember that. And that situation has, well, I think doubled down on itself.

Exciting times. 
Way better then notes!

I came in through the back door. I got a, “server, etc”,  notice, then, I looked up, tapped one of the subjects in my last visit, and, after a bit, here I am. 

Well, this is pitiful. Our internet flopped last night. I sat through the meeting, camera went off. I could not comment. 
Thankfully, the brothers have sent me a link to stream that meeting. 
(and I was so excited!)

We are constantly giving Jehovah data. We’d best make it good! 

We have a bell that goes off when someone comes in the gate, a ways below the house. It went off today. We were still in bed. I looked down the road, and it was an ATV, with army-like men in it. 
They had a search warrant. With my husband’s name on it.

Yesterday, I saw their helicopter, but thought nothing of it. 
It ended up that we had three ATV’s and a helicopter, so low, we could smell the diesel it ran on. Today.

They left and sent the helicopter to investigate. Again. They came back and said the plants were above our house. Um, the vegetable garden. 
They were here for some time. I know they went to an effort to get that search warrant. And, they did not want to waste it 

Finally they had to admit they saw our vegetable garden from the air, and had determined it was dope. 
They went on their way, and, I missed my field service meeting.

They were a pleasant sort. Just doing their job.