Some Days Are Diamonds

I know, and some days are stones! LOL....the thing is we have to keep a perspective on is what is happening in our worlds. Today there are folks in California who have lost their whole lives, the home and all that was in it is gone forever! My cousin, Lenore, out there, is safe(spoke to her the day before yesterday)but she does know people who are not. Meanwhile, out here on the Great American Desert we are in the process of building. My job at the present time is one of putting paint on an old structure to make it look "good" for the folks nearby and the people that work in the banking industry. That will work out according to God's plan, I just wish I had an answer or a clue as to what was coming around the next bend in the road!
Scott Narragon is doing the concrete work[if I misspelled please forgive me]. His crew are the best I have seen out here! I observed and took pictures as they worked today. Well oiled and primed for the task are the first descriptive phrases that come to mind. Mind is an operative word. Inside this mind is the brain which still finds it impossible to fathom that my wife, Cheryl, and I have embarked on this journey of construction. Tom, the plumber, was on site today helping me to understand what his needs are for making the home(we'll see how that works out)a workable entity in terms of where we take care of life's business. I need to sit down with a pencil and paper plus a ruler and position the plumbing. Never have I had to do that before. I don't know that I will do it well this time, but I do give thanks to my shop teacher, Mr. Bruggeman, if not for him I wouldn't have a clue as to what to do next.
It does appear as though we have a project in process and that in the next year my residence will once again be altered. I presume that there is a plan in all of this, and that we will be beneficial to\our Creator. I do wish He would fill me in on what part in this I will be playing. Never lose sight of how funny life can be. Lenore(my cousin in San Diego)shared her thoughts following a local news cast interview with some elderly people who had lost their home in the fires. "I guess we'll just start over." What can any of us do, other than start over again. That is what our Lord offers us. The opportunity to begin anew the process of living life to its fullest within the context of God's forgiveness. This is not a one time thing. It begins every day when we reach back within ourselves and choose to begin anew the life(gift)that we have been given. No matter what happens, we can always begin again! In Christ's Love, Preacher.

January 14, 2007

It Has Been "Falling" In Our World

Our yards on the Great American Desert. Photos taken October 22, 2007. God bless, Preacher.

January 14, 2007

A Hole In The Ground

High noon found me out on the prairielands of the Great American Desert. My concrete man called(Scott is a brother to Rita with whom I shared early college daze)to inform me that it was his opinion that the diggers didn't get the stairwell from the new utility room in the right place. I should have taken the cycle, but owing to the recent onslaught of torrential rains I thought it better to take the journey with my fleet afoot Oldsmobile. I was right, the road in was way to soft for the 1000 pounds of Ultra Classic HD. These are about half of the pics I took of our personal project which I have captioned(for now)"A Hole In The Ground." It was actually a lot of fun to walk around in the midst of our future walls and basement. I threw the tape measure everywhere that I went and built bridges from Scott's planking onsite to get me over the deeper gorges in the earth. It was an adventure, and one that I shall not soon forget. Everything is going according to God's timing, and His is far finer than any timetable I could imagine. One of the more encouraging aspects of my onsite sojourn was the strata of gravel in the earth where the basement will be sitting(hopefully with the house on top of it this year). That gravel at the depth it was at is indicative of great drainage. Even knowing that we are still putting in drainage tile around the perimeter and allowing for the egress windows to drain directly into that and hence to the sump pump in the basement utility area, I found the discovery of much gravel to be comforting. A computerized three stage furnace will heat the home, along with AC, and electric supplements. What a deal! Two water heaters will provide the house with sufficient hot water for at least 10 bath\showers every two hours, and a host of loads of laundry should we ever need them. God is so good! I never even had a dream concerning a project like this. In my wildest dreams even my imagination could not have envisioned the journey that my wife, Cheryl, and I have begun. I'll keep updating as time goes by. There are more important things to consider in life, however. The first is you and how you're doing today. Please know that there is always an option, another possibility. We may not always see it or think it, but it is there if we remain open to the movement of God's Spirit. In Christ's Love, Preacher.

January 14, 2007

Dogs, Ducks, & Water

It's that time of the year when we have to consider what plants to keep from the garden and which ones will have to bite the big one with the onset onset of winter's frost. A week ago the children taught me an interesting lesson. Once again I learned that we have to live in the moment. We cannot truly enjoy our lives if we are constantly worrying about the future and immersed in the mistakes of the past. The ducks, I will admit have been a source of much enjoyment(I am now tired of trying to collect the eggs every day, my wife will not cook with them and has informed me that I can't, either), and I look forward to chopping off their heads, cleaning them and having a wonderful roast duck dinner. Cheryl will probably not participate in the process due to her fondness for the ducks, but it has to be. I was reminded yesterday that we do not have to go hunting for geese this year, they are already in the freezer. That's alright by me, I have a house to paint before the weather gets too rough, and a whole lot of other"stuff" to get ready for the builders of our new house\home that may or may not become a reality this year. Life is good! Anytime one can look out the window and enjoy the view it is a blessing. This morning it is raining, again. When the pics above were taken we had a beautiful sunshiny day. Later it began to rain and continued to do so for 6 consecutive days. What do I do when it rains and rains and rains? I spent time in the office trying to build a new computer that will be the end all be all for my studio needs and personal entertainment. How is that going, you ask? Better than it should, and better than I deserve, although I have lost one of my monitors to a leak in the office(another byproduct of constant rainfall), nothing that a little time and a capacitor or two won't fix. The thing is, as with the children above, we need to learn to take time to enjoy the moments that we all have. No matter where we are in our life's journey we will never be able to recapture a single minute that is lost. Take a break, get wet, play with the dog, play with the childre(we can learn much from every one of them)and stop stressing over the "stuff" that needs to be completed. It will get done, eventually, and if it doesn't, well then it was not supposed to be. In Christ's Love, Preacher.

January 14, 2007

What To Do With A Rainy Day

Perspectives seem to change with time. We've had rain every day since last Saturday and I'm afraid of what our building site may look like. I'm certain it won't be as bad as the pics, but it may now have a huge swimming pool where the basement is supposed to be. Ah, the joy of lake living on the Great American Desert! I suppose the worst of it is the waiting for an opportunity to really see things moving ahead again. I think I'm experiencing a bit of depression over the situation, but when I think again I have to shake my head and remember that God is in control and I'm really in the backseat(especially when it comes to the weather). Isn't that the way for all of us? If things are not going according to our schedule we have emotional upheaval in our lives. Perhaps it's just the way I am, or maybe that is part of the human condition. I don't have answers for that, but I do know that when I take one step back and pray for God to be God and let me be me, everything seems to be better about my life. Is that being fatalistic? I do not believe so, at least not from my perspective. To cheer both of us up my wife, Cheryl, and I went out for dinner at George's. Thursday nights they have great ribs & chicken and meat balls and a salad bar, and even though we are in the wilderness it is good to know that there is a guy named "George" who came here from Italy and is truly an American success story. I've never spoken to the man other than to order a slice, but I'm certain he is a devout person, believing in God much as I do. (Now I've prompted\challenged myself to learn more of the person behind the wonderful cuisine) The place(although we don't get there but about three times a year)is exactly what one would expect from a pizza carryout, dine in, delivery restaurant. Entering one is greeted by the immediate warmth of the ovens in front and the scent of cooking in the kitchen. It's a good feeling for all of the senses. Even better when shared with the woman I love so much. It is good to sit across the table from her and look into those beautiful eyes as I feast on food, as well. So much for another rainy day on the GAD . I pray your life is going well and that all of the rain that falls is welcomed. One more thought....The Bible teaches us that the rain falls on the unjust as well as the just. That cheers me up. In Christ's Love, Preacher.

January 14, 2007

Wishing I Was On The Road

There are times when I wish I were on the road. The trains this time of night remind me of those feelings as I listen to their mournful whisper proceeding down the tracks through our town. I grew up never very far from the tracks(that is because out here on the Great American Desert there is no place to grow up other than close to the tracks. That is where civilization began and where it still is today)My next door neighbor, Milo Schull, was an engineer. He was home every week and his wife and he did not mind neighborhood children in their home as long as they were polite and respectful. Irene often baked pies and cookies and my best friend, Kim, and I would often benefit from her culinary efforts. As children we were taught a more than healthy respect for the railroad(by the time I was 10 there had been 6 RR related deaths in my town of 385 folks)and we were taught to stay far away from it. We, of course as children, paid no heed to the adult advice and played right in the midst of the locomotives crushing pennies and feeling the thunder of the rails in over passes as we laid as close as one would dare another to the tracks. Fun, one might think so, but one kid lost a leg, another an arm, and David(another good buddy fell off the top and broke many pieces of his body trying to keep up with an accerating train as we all hopped across the tops and ran down ladders. God has a way of teaching us many lessons. For the most part I have all my parts and survived the dares and challenges of youth only to emerge into adulthood ready to take on any challenge. The greatest challenge is that of maintaining one's faith in the very midst of circumstances beyond our control. Lose a limb, lose a life, lose a child, lose a wife; and another song is born from speaking out here. I thank you for the opportunity to believe that there are people who care. Have I ever looked back and attempted to contact any of the people that I write about tonight.....NO. That is not because I do not care, it is because I would prefer to remember them as they were then, and now, right now, in my memory. In Christ's Love, Preacher.

January 14, 2007

Everchanging Colors

This morning I wonder if we shall ever make it through the transition from this house to the new home we are building 6 miles from here. There is soooo much I will not miss. First of all the constant sound of traffic from our spot here on the main thouroughfare in Brookings. Our new place is so far removed from the street that the silence may turn out to be deafening. Then there are things I may miss immensely. The plants Cheryl has grown here the past several years have been amazing. Then there is the question of moving the entire barn, potting shed, and trellis affair with cute little brick walkway under construction. So much to think about, and it seems that time has slipped away from us this fall. Shortly we will be buried once again in that white fluffy stuff that people seem to really enjoy when it first arrives, but that wears really thin after the first engagement with the shovel on drives and walkways. For now I believe the best thing I can do is enjoy the beauty that God has provided. Continue to pick up the eggs from the patio(the duck insists that this where they are supposed to be)and learn new ways to prepare them so they do not go to waste. In cake and brownies the eggs add a wonderful richness. When I give that thought a second to percolate along with the coffee I realize that God does that for our lives, adds the richness! He gives us the opportunity, even out here on the Great American Desert, to grow and bloom where we are planted, much like the flowers in one of this year's creations. Cheryl is ever so careful with how she puts her large pots together. Even more so is the care with which God puts our lives together for His purpose if we are willing to take direction and thrive in our surroundings. Fall is coming to life all around us and the colors are wonderful this year! Perhaps on one of my journies to our new piece of barren ground on the desert I can pause long enough to capture some moments worth sharing. I pray your life is filled with moments worth capturing. Treasures you can enjoy for years to come. In Christ's Love, Preacher.

January 14, 2007