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Saturday, January 17, 2009

So I Gotta Move, Is That It?

What is with you people who live in places like North Texas, I thought that you were all warm all year 'round? What the heck you have twenty-one degree weather? If I moved my pond down there it would freeze and I could go skating! What the heck!

I really gotta think of why I live in the PNW and why I haven't moved a zillion years ago. This green thing is starting to choke me. I am usually pretty rational about the whole weather thing the rain stuff, always sticking up for my beautiful PNW and all the cool things I can grow. Well I'm ready to say, "forget the blasted azaleas, peony and iris, I'm outa here." I want snow and ice in the winter, and blast furnace dry, I mean dry, heat in the summer. Spring and fall can figure themselves out from there.

Oh, wait, Dirt, I forgot. The ol' boy never seems to give a lick about the rain. Oh, he makes a joke or two and when it is haying time and still raining he can get a little cranky, oooh watch out cat he might not pet you today he is so mad. But this winter thing, too much Viking, "I can go for months without any sunlight" blood in him. He barely notices.

The sun is his enemy. He had malignant melanoma once. Well twice really but once was a biggy, had margins cut twice. Yikes. That was a little scary with three little baby children. So unless we buy stock in Sunscreen America or I learn to make wool sombreros (Dirt, sheep, wool) I fear I am stuck in Soggyville for the rest of my days.

I am sure that there is just this incredibly huge really cool, book jacket reason that God has me living here.


Like learning contentment and giving up my ideas. Oooohhhh yea that's book jacket worthy. More like borderline looser that still doesn't get it. Be content already. Deal with it.

While I'm on the subject, I was wondering. What would my response be if God took away everything, absolutely stripped me of everything? No Dirt, no girls, no beautiful place to live, no walls to paint a new saturated color, no music, no animals. Nothing left. Nothing.

Could I still be in love with God? How long would it take for me to not be resentful, angry, scared and worried what was going to happen next.

Am I chasing after God, or the promises and things of God? I love God, why? Because of who He is? Or because of what He does? What He says is mine because I follow Him? Or do I just follow Him?

What if everything was stripped away in the most hideous ways imaginable? Who would I really be?

I cannot imagine myself without God. But I have had little in the way of trials and tests. God knows I am a weenie I guess, because he has not given me much hard stuff. You know, he only give what he knows we can handle. I obviously can't handle much. I would like to think that I would stand firm, cling naked and hungry, all alone to my God and never want for more than Him. I pray that that is true. I pray it is only God I seek.


Empress Bee (of the High Sea) said...

i'm cold in sunny south florida this morning. yikes! it's in the 50's now and only going up to the high 60's today. i don't like it below 80 actually.

stay warm honey!

smiles, bee

Susie said...

I guess we all have to learn to be content no matter where we live. Every place has good weather and bad. I really dislike hot temps like 105 in the summer but I could never live in cold temps.

Hope you have a great weekend Lanny.

nAncY said...

i am a transplant here in oregon from southern illinois.
though i have now lived here way longer and illinois seems almost like another lifetime now. the corn fields and coal mines, the lightning and lightning bugs, the falls with crisp warm days and cool nights, sunny blue skies in the winter where you can see your breath, porch swings and ripe tomotoes. here in north west oregon it is a whole different ball game, for sure.

but, here i am, where the ivy, pigweed and the oregon blackberry are tough, the ocean is cold, the winters are wet and grey, the falls are fickle, springs flirt with winter, and the summers are delightful.

i think that spring in the northwest is the most naturally colourful season here. but, i like the colour in the summer garden flowers more.

KathyB. said...

I think I am with Dirt in the weather thing. I HAVE lived in too hot places, I have lived in places with all 4 seasons, and I have lived in Paradise ( Hawaii). Each place was nice enough , but had it's own trials and problems. You'd be surprised at what doesn't grow well in Hawaii! The only other places I would consider moving are E. Washington or the Oregon Coast.

As far as my attitude , if God stripped away everything, what would it be? I think I would read, read, and re-read the book of Job for perspective in between my grumbling, crying, and self-pity! God, please have mercy on me!

shadow mountain jacobs farm said...

I grew up in Southern California and craved colorful falls, snow in the winters and to be able to grow more varietys of plants. I love Washington but do get tired of the wet and cold but would not want to live anywhere else.

Thank you for the wonderful shearing job you did today and it was a pleasure to meet you both. I wish I could have ordered better and warmer weather for us. You did a great job and I hope to have you back next year... Thanks again.

Marla said...

Well I say the same thing about living in Nebraska. I don't like winter, I don't like snow and ice...but here I am and here is where I will stay. There is something good in experiencing the 4 seasons in all their glory. I have many trials and tibulations in my life. I guess God wanted a little more of my attention. Sometimes I think, I can't handle any more! People have always said I was a strong person, but always I pray everyday for strength.

Cliff said...

I suppose you've heard the joke about satan letting every seventh or eight person escape the fire and then putting them into a holding room.
"Why do those guys get to escape the fire?" someone asked.
"They're from the PNW, too wet to burn."

Daisy said...

Lanny, I think every place has both good and bad about it. We tend to think the grass is greener on the other side of the fence, but it isn't always true. I think you make a good point about being content no matter where we are. I'm not saying it is easy, just that it is the wise thing to try to do.

Lea of Farmhouse Blessings said...

A worthy prayer indeed.