Yes, I lived a charmed life, sort of, kind of, not really. I live life — and that means there are charming moments as well as times of unrest, sunshine and rain, peace and pain. And I’m willing to bet your life is just the same.
I’m trying to decide what I like best about my life. I love where we live…this country setting with French Creek running behind, alongside, and through our property. I’m quite fond of our rambling, old farmhouse and the frequent surprise of wildlife sightings. I adore wildflowers blooming, as well as colorful blooms of perennial and annual flowers. Perennials were planted eons ago and annuals are added…well, annually — of course.
Every day I thank God for our pool and two porches, front and back, which we enjoy with each other, with family and quite regularly with friends. In our perfect world, at least once a day Tom and I sit together sipping iced tea, gently swaying on the porch swing as traffic goes by — a car, a truck, or a tractor every now and again. The road is way down there at the end of our country lane driveway. We swing and discuss our hopes, plans, and responsibilities. We talk about family, friends, church, and as seldom as possible, politics. Our little corner of the world is a peaceful place, but the bigger world we’re part of, it’s a not so peaceful place. We try — in fits and starts — to solve problems. It’s a daunting thing…the problems of the world. We can’t even solve our own. So… there.
On good days we remember this is God’s world and his problem. We are God’s people…also his problems.
I dream of writing it all out, the beauty, the gifts, the joys, the misunderstandings, the sorrows. In my dreams the writing of it brings everything into focus. This is one of my ways of praying, processing, sorting, and giving over. In giving thanks I can give it all over — and say with the psalmist…
Weeping may tarry for the night,
but joy comes with the morning.
(Which morning we can’t be sure…but still, joy comes.)
Each day holds new surprising adventures, happy ones and sad, but even with unhappy circumstances there’s still all this great stuff!
Swimming by the light of a full moon — Tom tells me in July the full moon is a Buck Moon. Fishing on the creek, or in my case riding in the canoe while reading a book. Swimming in perfectly clear, clean, refreshingly cool swimming pool water right here, right in our backyard. What a treat to dive in first thing in the morning or late at night. To splash with neighbor kids and friends, and friends’ kids, and friends’ grand kids… anytime of every sunshiny day. We’re surrounded by flowers to smell, birds to name, and critters to watch. There is just so much to be thankful for!
I don’t often read the New Living Translation of the Bible, but I liked Jeremiah 29:11 in these words:
“For I know the plans I have for you,” says the LORD. “They are plans for good and not for disaster, to give you a future and a hope.”