I HAVE LIVED ON a fixed income now for several years, but I did not know how “fixed” it was until recently.  Yes, it is set in stone while its ability to cover my needs is eroding like sand by a river.

SOMEBODY PLEASE FIX the outgo!  They tell me that inflation it about 8 to 10%.  Whose math figures that?  Egg prices went up from $1.65 or so to $3.00 a dozen.  Off the top of my head I can see that is about 90%. 

AND GAS!  FORTUNATELY we do not need so much of that anymore.

SO THE VALUE of my home has increased.  What good is that?  The insurance, taxes, and utilities are higher as a result of that!


NOW LET ME TELL you about last night’s thoughts as I drifted off to sleep.  I snuggled down into the pillow, thinking about how good my bed felt.  It was better than Jesus ever had when he walked this earth.  I’m sure in Lazarus’ home, Martha made up her best, but it was sadly lacking today’s comfort. 

HIS FEET, AWW, his feet.  How calloused with dust embedded in the skin!  Mary did what she could with the most expensive ointment, but that was sadly lacking in accordance with today’s standard pedicures.

MY LORD, CREATOR, AND KING, I am so glad it is over for you.  Never again will your feet be torn, pierced, calloused, dirty, and tired. 

I EXPECT TO SEE his feet, immediately upon meeting him.  That’s where I feel at rest, sitting at his feet.

IT SEEMS THAT the Lord has not fixed my income, but He sure can do an amazing thing by fixing my attitude!

About oneta hayes

ABOUT ME Hello. To various folks I am Neat’nee, Mom, Grandma Neta, Gramma, Aunt Neta, Aunt Noni, Aunt Neno, and Aunt Neto (lots of varieties from little nieces and nephews). To some I’m more like “Didn’t you used to be my teacher?” or “Don’t I know you from someplace?” To you, perhaps, I am a Fellow Blogger. Not “fellow” like a male or a guy, but “fellow” like a companion or an adventurer. I would choose to be Grandma Blogger, and have you pull up a chair, my website before you, while I tell you of some days of yore. I have experienced life much differently than most of you. It was and is a good life. I hope to share nuggets of appreciation for those who have gone before me and those who come after me. By necessity you are among those who come after me and I will tell you of those who came before. Once upon a time in a little house on a prairie - oops, change that lest I commit plagiarism - and change that “house on the prairie” to “dugout on the prairie.” So my story begins...
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7 Responses to THURSDAY’S THOUGHTS, June 30, 2022

  1. Praise the Lord. God provides in ways we can’t imagine.

    • oneta hayes says:

      Yes, we might well be tested in ways we have believed we have had faith for. If we are submissive to and trust in our Provider, he will have an answer. But it might not be steak!

  2. Salvageable says:

    A hearty Amen! from me. J.

  3. jsneese62 says:

    I hear ya Oneta I have been on a fixed income since 2012 when I was officially and legally deemed disabled that my body was finally broken to the point even the government couldn’t even deny it anymore. I am thankful though even if it often doesn’t go as far as I need it to every month I do have have shelter, I do have food, and I have medical care. You are right even those of us that are fixed incomes have more comfort than the Lord and others had in those days. I needed a new laptop and it took me two years to get one and at times I was very impatient, but I hung in there and I knew if it was meant to be it would be I just needed to wait. I had to get over the attitude of getting it now like when I was still working. Back then all I had to do was wait until I was paid and then go buy it. Luckily for me I was raised poor so it didn’t to long to adapt back.
    My sister worked herself into the ground for years and then suddenly became disabled and even though she retained her retirement it is a fraction of what she earned while working and she became so dependent on that money she is really mentally struggling because she is losing her higher end home and lives in Illinois that bleeds you to death in taxes. I have tried to help her, but she rebuffs my attempts so my hands are tied. She is not at all grateful for what she still has.

    • oneta hayes says:

      We seem to have the same outlook as the writer of Proverbs 30:8-9 Give me neither poverty nor riches; feed me with the bread that is my portion. 9Otherwise, I may have too much and deny You, saying, ‘Who is the LORD?’ Or I may become poor and steal, profaning the name of my God.

      • jsneese62 says:

        I agree I was never wanted riches and all I ever wanted was a safe home, food on the table, clothes on my back, and the ability to seek medical care when needed.

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