I can find two things to consider 'good', on this Good Friday. Number one is that I am here for it. I'm alive, and healthy, for as much as I know. I'm really appreciating that today, as we watch Terri Schiavo wane and grow weaker with every passing hour. My heart aches for her.

I have been experiencing lots of unexpected company today, first my little siter, and now my dad. It is quite funny, that I seem to be the person for great company of late. Ok, well, not exactly. My sister needed money, and dad just wanted somewhere to hang out until his girlfriend gets off of work and can pick him up. Funny though, is that I don't really care that much. It is good to have people around, even if it isn't the lure of my great company that is the draw.

So, I was able to spend some time with my niece and nephew today, huggling and snuggling them. I especially spent some time with my nephew, since I don't seem to have enough quiet time of late to really love on him. But, since I had some slow moments, I sat down with him and stroked his hair, made googly sounds, and played with him. What a doll. My niece, she just had lots of fun with DD, dropping cereal all over the carpet. Those two are real funny together. Hey, at least they cleaned it up.

This afternoon, after my little sister left, my dad showed up out of the blue. He was out with his girlfriend, and they miscalculated the time that she had until she had to be at work. With no time left to run home, dad called to see if he could hang out here. So, now I have company. Interesting enough, my company is asleep in my bed, with a head-cold. I must remember to strip the bed and use some lysol before zonking out for the night, since my own immune system seems to be struggling lately. But, it was great to have someone to sit down to tea with. We talked for a while, and dad gave me advice on how to fix the finish on my dining table. We even watched a little tv together before he got too tired.

I'll say that the real treat of the afternoon was of a different sort though. Giving free rein to my sense of frustration, I wrote to Jeb Bush today. Oh, I was perfectly polite and sweet. No harsh commentary here, but I do hope that he does the right thing, before it is too late. He DOES have the power to take Terri into protective custody, regardless of what Greer says, and I hope that he utilizes the power. Of course, that isn't usually how politics go though. It's always more of a matter of covering one's own bum. Disappointing, usually, but the reality is pretty sickening these days. I read old letters and such from history, penned by earlier men in goverment, and I am so deeply shocked by the changes in the men that I see today. There seems to be little boldness, conviction, willingness to do right, and love of God in the leaders of today. It makes my heart sad. :o (   What is the worst that could happen to Jeb Bush if he stepped in and took protective custody of Terri? He stands the chance of maybe going through an impeachment process. I would say that it would be a far better fate than to have it pester him all the days of his life that he could have worked to save the life of an innocent woman, and didn't.

*sigh* I'm still trying to figure out what to do with my anger, a way to channel it into something positive. I am a firm believer that anger can be righteous, and should be used to effect positive change. The ways to accomplish this, however, have not been so easy to find. So, in the meantime, I'm going to cook dinner and have a large glass of water. I'm going to enjoy my meal and be incredibly grateful to have it. I'm going to thank God from the bottom of my heart, and pray for the day when Terri is no longer starving and thirsty, whether on this earth or in heaven. I hope against hope that men will stand up and do the right thing by her, but at the same time, I am jaded enough to believe that the evil in men's hearts will dominate this situation. As I grow older, every day I see something that opens my eyes just a bit more as to why God would ever want to flood the earth and destroy His creation. I'm pretty disgusted by the nature of man, and I have much lower standards than God. It's amazing that He loves us enough to offer salvation through the sacrifice of Jesus Christ. We definitely deserve none of it. Thank God for His mercy.

Here is a wonderful post that I found in my wanderings of the web today, dealing with Terri's situation and our culture of death. Me, I have nothing more to say about it, except that I continue to pray for Terri, and to pray for control over my own righteous anger. In the meantime though, lots of steadfast people are blogging on the events as they unfold. Me, I'm going to just keep reading their good thoughts as I peruse the headlines.

A Note of Thankfulness