October 3, 2010
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planting for the spring
Just in from planting the garlic. I will need to get a bale of straw and cover it for the winter. I am hopeful that it will do well this time. I have it in a bed that is screened in from animals, has been planted for the last 3 seasons so it has been dug well, and I am putting it in a totally different bed than what I have before. It is rather cool today, no sun, clouds are heavy grey and moving fast. No rain yet, but it is supposed to be here this week. I am ready to be done with canning. I am tired of Saturdays being consumed with canning, gardening, composting, trimming. It will be very nice to have the first frost.
Rather reflects my life as I have said before. I am tired of the politics, of people using people, of the lack of what someone says isn’t what they do. I have been reading on this and thinking of myself. I wrote somewhere else I have become Job’s wife…. not the part where she is without her children, her home, her husband ~ but the part where she is the nagging, selfish, unfaithful in her beliefs… that part. I am afraid I have become her because of how disillusioned I am with the ‘church’. I am not going to church. I have withdrawn from people. I work, I come home. I am overloaded with students this year, so I can use that as an excuse, but inside I know I should worshiping corporately. I should be learning from someone out of the Word. but I stay home. I do not want to see the people that I have seen in the last 5 years that have taken from us. It is much easier to withdraw.
And I see what the Lord has done for me… how He has cared for me, blessed me, loved me, let me learn to depend on Him alone. but each day it is a lesson to be relearned. So this winter I will cover myself up in Him and hope to grow as He would have me. To learn the lessons I am in need of, to seek Him as I did when my heart first blazed with His love. blessings for the week to each of you…. it is busy for me….
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and after that frost…
When the night has been too lonely
And the road has been too long
And you think that love is only
for the lucky and the strong
Just remember in the winter
Far beneath the bitter snow
Lies the seed
That with the sun’s love, in the spring
Becomes the rose
Praying for you, for me, and for all who need a rose.
I remember days and days of canning outside on the outside wood stove. Blanching tomamtos was the hardest. Sounds to me like you are overwhelmed with to much on your plate and I hope you get a breather soon so you can relax and recharge.
@LaurieLH - you are wonderful for these words. hope you are okay too….. i so look forward to Heaven.
@grannyinboxers - thank you so much…and I am hopeful things might slow a little.