Days End Have Come
The Tired Rest
Welcome all to the Fireside. I know it has been a long day or maybe you are about to start one which will make you weary. They do come do they not. To the point where you have nothing left and only need sleep and a time to recharge.
Today has been one of those days the brain and the body are out of sync with each other. The brain refuses to shut down and yet the body is screaming. Funny think is I just finished writing a hub on taking rest. An oxymoron really. (grinning to myself)
So please pull up a chair, the fireplace is burning. All I have tonight is a cup of tea for you. Just place your feet up and do settle in and say hello to your neighbour and hopefully a few friends.
Winter Around the Corner
The hottest topic these days is the weather and many are jumping with joy at the lack of cold and snow. That is unless you talk to the farmer who has a great concern in regards to the lack of moisture for his crops to germinate and grow.
I watch these people each spring as they sink the last of their resources into the ground and hope for success. In the market place today they do need every advantage and the first is being able to give the plants the basic of needs and that is moisture.
The past several years have been great years for these dedicated people. The timing on everything has been good but fail and it costs so greatly. Our prayers go out to the many who take the chance. God bless you for all the hard work you do.
I so love driving through the countryside and taking pictures of things of the past. Houses, barns and equipment left to weather with time. Too some they are junk and yet to me they are great reminders of how far we have come over the years.
Take this wagon for example. I wonder how many loads of grain were hauled. How many times it carried a family to church maybe. How many moonlit rides it provided for a young couple who may have been courting. It would be something to be able to listen to the stories of the past it could tell.
We are much like that. As we age we have vast amounts of wisdom to pass down to the younger generations. I have again taken up bowling and bowl with two groups of seniors. There is little time to really visit but once asked about their lives they are so willing to share. What a gift they are for making it through some of lives hardest years. In some areas we just forget about them and tuck them away and yet they have so much to offer.
I spoke with one old gent the other day that shared he spent many a year playing in a roving band playing music to many. He said he loved country music. I offered to burn him a few CD's of old time country music. He smiled looked at me and informed me CD's were for the young people. "Ever heard of an 8 track," he asked. It is what I use all the time to play my music on. He then went on to tell me he needs to take it apart once in a while and lube all the moving parts. What a gem of a man. When he talks of the old days his eyes light up and he relives the moment he is sharing.
Today when he shared in response to my question of how he met his wife he forgot all about bowling and his eyes sparkled. "That's my girl over there, we been married 61 years now and I love her the same as the first day I met her. She's my girl, he smiled. Yes and I can tell you young man I have been blessed to have her."
I found two young boys sitting in this old truck today. They were driving to places unknown. Each had a wooden box they were sitting on. When I stopped and asked if I could take a picture they said "Sure you can but not with us inside, we are not suppose to talk to strangers."
Smart young boys and yet they were willing to share a brief moment of what the old truck meant to them. It was at the end of the long driveway leading to their house. They said they stopped everyday and drove to the city and back. It was one of their favorite times of day.
We all have memories of our youth. No doubt there will be a day when one of these boys takes over the family farm. I can bet this old truck will be used by their children to go on adventures. I so appreciate the fact the parents have left it where it is knowing the boys love this old wreck.
Days End Is Painted
As I was driving home from the day of adventure God painted a special picture of His never ending beauty He provides. I had to stop and take a picture. I missed the best part of it by only a few minutes before it dipped below the horizon.
It is amazing the way His perfect gift to us can and will bless us if we take the time to stop and watch as He unfolds the perfection for us all. No matter what it is, where it is or when it is... it will be there waiting. Just reach out and take it and love it and live it to the fullest. It is there waiting.
Father I thank you for each person whom You have placed in my life this day. In some small way Father I pray I have been a blessing to them as they have been a blessing to me. Know that you my friends are dearly loved and cared for.
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