At Our House

I think I could enjoy living in this castle, but not ever having visited it, it would be hard to know. There aren't from this point of view many windows. I do like light and air.

When the kids were young I was always the first to open my windows in the spring and the last to close them in the fall.

I wanted to hear the birds singing and feel the breeze flowing—as long as it wasn't a full fledged gale.

I'm not as adamant as I once was. Maybe I've grown up, but no one really believes that. It's more like older and older.

At our house some things have changed. Our house is quieter, and we try to live peaceful lives. Most times that is possible except when people are whizzing by, hit a bump in the road, and fly across our ditch through the trees and barbed wire fence and into our field.

That has happened twice in less than five years. Our road is a gravel road and when the county doesn't keep enough gravel on it—well it becomes full of pot holes, sink holes, and mud holes.

It is also a major road that at times is quite busy. Not to say that I can't sit early in the morning and not see traffic for an hour at a time, but it depends on the day, hour of the day, and season.

Some people like drama. They pretend that drama is activity, and that all activity is good. That isn't true. As we were backing around from a parking space yesterday we were watching the road for coming traffic.

Everyone was so focused on the road traffic, which there wasn't any of...and that was a good thing...but someone else across the street also began backing out of their space and as the old scientific principle states, 'two objects of matter cannot occupy the same space at the same time'.

Thankfully there wasn't much damage if any, and after assessing the situation everyone just left.

But all activity isn't good just because its movement. We were moving, but not seeing where it would take us. We weren't even moving in the wrong direction per se, just not watching in all the right places.

How many times does life blind side us? As I've described it in another post, it's an 'Amos moment'.

A moment when you're happily doing what you think is great, and lo and behold, someone comes running along and plumb runs right over you.

After you roll involuntarily along for a bit you sit up, look around rubbing your head, and you think, what in the world was that?

The scriptures speak of this in several places, such as:

Proverbs 22:3 "A prudent man foreseeth the evil, and hideth himself: but the simple pass on, and are punished."

So if you are whizzing down the road of life, and of a sudden find yourself hitting pot holes, sink holes, or mud holes, stop. If you find yourself backing into, or being backed into, stop. Even if you believe you're doing great, stop.

Each day as you begin your day commit it to the Lord. Ask His blessings on you, around you, and for you. Life is delicate as well as tough. Handle it with prayer.