Christianity, Depression, God, God's Goodness, humour, Life and death, The Black Dogs, The Logos

The Day of A Small Full-of-Meaning Sign

And they were all of one accord, all who dwelt Up On the Land of MullinPonder, as they raised their huge fists to The Skies and shouted mightily to No One in Particular,

“Depression really really, really SUCKS”.

So ~ after a certain number of Blackest of Ebony Black Dog Days, the MullinPonderites, who were searching with all their hearts, with all their minds, and all their souls, became filled with no small amount of amazement and thankfulness; because …..ūü§Ē…

(Listen up here … coz this new paragraph is a MullinPonder ‘selah’.¬† A word found many times between verses in the Book of Psalms. It evidently means …… wait for it …. bit more …. a pause”!¬†¬†I know. I also feel quite knowledgeable at this moment) But, we digress …

So.  Selah.

In the Meantime, (and recently time had been particularly mean to those folks of M’nPonder land), No One in Particular had been, and always was and is, continually watching over the MullinPonderites ~ just as a shepherd keeps a watch upon all of his sheep. He knew this little flock could greatly use some small sign to assure their hearts that there was indeed some purpose and meaning to This Life of Pointless Suffering, where all memories of hope and joy no longer seem to exist. His heart spilled to overflowing with an aching love for all humankind, whom He had suffered and died for way back around the year of 0033 A.D. The MullinPonderites loved their Saviour Shepherd with true hearts, and desired to serve Him in His Kingdom Like No Other Kingdom, whilst they were alive on Planet Earth. He was The One True God after-all. (Cuh!) He was The Logos. The Great I AM.

So without further ado, Great God of Wonders Who Does Not EVER Change ~ unlike those poor folks of the MullinPonderite Clan, whose constant winds of changing emotions sorely tried them ~ He, the Alpha and the Omega, (if you don’t know the meaning of Alpha and Omega? ~ well shame on you, and look it up. Or Google it)(honestly!) …… as we were saying, the Alpha and Omega straightway gave the M’nPonder Clan Thee Sign, and said, “Behold ~ look and see ~ this is your own Sign of Hope. Remember it for evermore, just as Mr. & Mrs. Noah + their descendants were instructed way, way back in The Days of Yore, (like ….hmmm…ūü§Ē…Genesis?); when they witnessed the great colourful bow in the sky. It was always to be seen by the Noah Clan as a sign of God’s Promises. A sign of Hope. A sign of Life. A sign of colourful Light, encompassing all that is Love.”

So it was, that just like back in the days after The Great Flood, God gifted those poor old MullinPonderers a sign; a small, full-of-meaning scene, where death has no power because of the all-encompassing Light of the Love of God.

In case you’ve forgotten what the wee sign was, here’s another picture of it.

On that Day the people of MullinPonder said a couple of hallelujahs ~ with no selahs.

Family, God's Goodness, humour, May Snow, Mother's Day, Tree Blossoms

The Whole Truth and Nothing But….

Pear Tree Blossom 2

To be quite honest or Frank* (I’ve decided to be honest because so far we have no idea who this Frank is). ¬†What was I saying? O right. The following is a list of Whole Truths –

  • There is a change a-coming over here in Mullin Ponder land. Exciting stuff so get ready. Time. to. re-lax. So – go get that cup of coffee, tea, glass of wine, barrel of beer, chocolates – WHATEVER. ¬†Put your feet up and…. bre-e-eathe……om-mm. ¬†Now you’re ready. ¬†(Or maybe you’re away for a nap)
  • We are busy designing a new look for our blog site!¬† I know.¬†It’s a lot to take in.¬†Like the great Martin Luther King said, “I have a dream”….. Actually the whole truth is this – I have some vague ideas¬†for a new design. Okay, so there is no similarity whatsoever between my mull and ponder musings and the Reverent King’s famous speeches. ¬†We are sticking to truth, because the title of this weeks blog says we have to. Anyways, we have been mulling over this idea for quite a while now and felt confirmed when –
  • We received an email a few months ago which basically said “Your blog site looks really crap, but if you contact me I will design one that will empty your pockets of mucho dinero”. ¬†As a result, there are two reasons why we are changing the design. One, I haven’t been to Mexico recently so I have no dinero. Two, because I can. We¬†were a¬†Bit Miffed* and not¬†Quite Chuffed*¬†upon receiving¬†this cheeky blighter’s email, but truth be told, whoever you are thank you for that extra push to get this makeover done! ¬†I have to confess that I’m a wee bit emotionally attached to the present design because there is a most interesting history behind it. ¬†A whole blog could be written about it. ¬†But, I can’t be bothered.

In other news……

  • ¬†My youngest son (Bonus Child from God Almighty) was reading last week’s blog and asked “Why are you referring to yourself in the third person?” To which I replied¬†“……because…….we are many at Mullin Ponder and yes, they do all reside within my brain”. ¬†Honestly. You’d think he’d know his mother by now. ¬†He’s been with us for over twenty years now – goodness-sakes. ¬†Cuh!

Speaking of Mother’s Day – !¬†

  • ¬†Sunday was our day.¬†¬†I cannot thank ourselves enough.

I received ¬†a goodly amount of royal treatment including a delicious supper at Blair & Kristin’s. Here are the prezzies I got from¬†The Most Awesome Family in the Whole Wide World.

Flowers that match my house - of course. Kristin chose them
Flowers that match my house – of course. Kristin chose them
Magazine to encourage the sin of coveting
Magazine to encourage the sin of coveting
This wrapper came with chocolate.  Consumed in one sitting
This wrapper came with chocolate. Consumed in one sitting
It's a froggy cream jug! And a Thank You card from my daughter Sharon. A tear jerking moment.
It’s a froggy cream jug! and a lovely thank you card from daughter Sharon – the kind of card which comes in quite handy on those days when brain is on repeat of “I am such a bad mother”

Mother's day coupon

  • If I hadn’t posted so many fun things on Facebook last week this blog would be have been much longer. ¬†For instance I could have included this –


  • And on the ninth day, she spoke and said…please grant the people of the Great White North a sign to give them hope that the small green shoots will soon appear and bring forth the bountiful blessings of buds, blossoms, blooms and birds all over thy land”

and this –

  • ¬†“And lo! A loud cry was heard throughout the Land of the Great White North from all the people who inhabited that great land. And their cry was this: O Great and Mighty Creator of all – we ask you to send us the Sign of Hope that will bring us assurance to know that indeed the Winter has passed and that the vines will soon bloom and bring forth their fragrance. ¬†And the Lord listened to the cry of these noble folks of The Great White North, for their endurance had been sorely¬†tried over many moons with the temperature well below zero. Straightway The Sign of Hope was granted and all the people of the Great White North witnessed the Magnificent Movement of the Street Cleaners. ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬†¬†

All Hail the Street Cleaners

And much rejoicing was heard throughout the land and the people declared , “this ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† assuredly is Our Sign of Hope that indeed our Winter has passed and the time of singing has come!” ¬†The people were of one accord as they sang praises to the Good and Great Creator of All. ¬† ¬† ¬†


 and finally! -this-

  • SHE SPOKE! ¬†Let it be Spring…



  • But, alas…. The Inevitable May Snow Fall.
The inevitable May snow fall.  Ugh....
The inevitable May snow fall. Ugh….

And Lo! Another greater cry was heard throughout the land. The people came together as one and shouted “YOU’VE GOT TO BE JOKING…….

also this –

  • The only sensible way to spend a May Snow Day – as suggested by my lovely DIL*, ¬†Kristin:-

“It is a day for a Coming Together of the Minds over Coffee and Mr. Selfridge. So – get the Starbucks a-brewing at Mullin Ponder Headquarters. Yes, I’ll bring the goodies – we know there are strict no baking and no grocery shopping policies…over yonder at Mullin Ponder.” ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬†¬†

  • ¬†I could also have posted this picture just to assure you that the above occasion did ¬†take place.
The only sensible way to spend a snowy May day.
The only sensible way to spend a snowy May day

I could also have blogged about it being my oldest son, Blair’s 34th (!!!) birthday on that very same Snow Day, the 6th May, 2015, along with this picture –

Happy 34th Birthday Blair
Happy 34th Birthday Blair

But – too late – it’s rather poor taste to post the same thing on two sites. (Note to self: either limit Facebook posts, or blog same rubbish on Mullin Ponder in a cleverly re-written fashion so that our Faithful Few Blog Follower(s) (FFBs) will not find themselves in a pondering state of “..Hmm…pretty sure I’ve read this crap before……yawn …”

One final very important truth to tell. ¬†I was worried that our already blossoming pear tree may have become quite sad due to last week’s Merry Month of May Snowfall but I am over the moon with rejoicing because here it is in all its awesome blossoming beauty! The bees are buzzing joyfully within and around the blossoms doing their thing. Before I get a¬†ton of comments¬†(so funny am I) – We do know that the correct term for bees doing their thing is pollinating.

Many blossoms normally produce many pears
Many blossoms normally produce many pears

Bountiful Blessings of Blossoming Blossoms from our Heavenly Father. (wow..what a load of ‘beezz’) (Sorry, couldn’t¬†resist…heh,heh..)

Feeling grateful for not being in a state of “O Woe Is Me” and that I didn’t have to change the name of Mullin Ponder to Mopen Pout.

S’all true. ¬†Nothing but.

Any words or sayings that has¬†*, or **, or **** means ‘currently be researched by Worldwide Global Research Team of Mullin Ponder.’