at Bailiffscourt

We had lunch at Bailiffscourt to celebrate 41 years of marriage.  A wonderful venue chosen by the Captain himself (see the photos on the Captain's Log).  I had no idea it even existed. As one of the staff said, its a hidden gem.   We had lunch in the beautiful dining room - a stylish sort of lunch - Col had pork on a stack of tasty thingummies, and I had risotto with truffle oil. I have never had truffles before in any form, but will be happy to have them again. We finished with strawberries and ice-cream.  And of course we had a glass of wine.

We wandered round the grounds afterwards - it was a perfect Sussex summer day - blue sky filled with fluffy white clouds, flowers bees and butterflies everywhere, including (the Captain was thrilled to see) a hummingbird hawk moth.  And there was a peacock, sitting sensibly in the shade.

Just being able to wander round the grounds was something. We were both hobbling - a pair of Old Crocks. We are both tired today. But it was a happy day.   IF we are both still clinging on to life this time next year... maybe we will go again.

The more important thing though is: will the present system of things still be clinging on to life?  It all  building up exactly as the book of Revelation warns. The world's religions are goading the political powers - and the level of corruption at the heart of things is becoming more and more evident.

But who knows when it will all go?  Only Jehovah. Even Jesus didn't know when he was on the earth.  He might know now of course.  We see him, in Revelation, as the Rider on the white horse.

So I should be out on the doors today begging people to search for Jehovah while he is still to be found.   An feel guilty that I am not.   But I am so tired after yesterday.  However, it was something to be able to stroll through the grounds and to go our for a meal without having to carry cushions to make the seat higher.   Its all taking a long time - and I will never be the walker I was - not in this system of things that is.

But I hope to be on the earth when this prophecy is fullfilled:

"At that time the eyes of the blind ones will be opened, and the very ears of the deaf ones will be unstopped. At that time the lame one will climb up just as a stag does, and the tongue of the speechless one will cry out in gladness. For in the wilderness waters will have burst out, and torrents in the desert plain."  - Isaiah 35:5,6

The lame one will climb up just as the stag does.

My mother, also crippled and wasted by the family arthritis, said that in her dreams she found herself a child again, running and jumping and skipping around.   When she wakes from the dreamless sleep of death, as I hope she will, she will think she is dreaming at first.

What a wonderful awakening its going to be.