Wednesday, August 3, 2011

Settling In

Well, that title may be a little misleading. Here's a picture of the bees, so you can see that they're settling in rather well. Don't they look happy, among the trees? It's a beautiful spot. As for us, all our possessions are packed into my parents' basement, garage and shop. We're living here, and we are so very grateful and thankful to God for their generosity and patience with us. But my heart --my heart is just broken and my soul is troubled. I am anything but settled.
Our bees quickly went hunting for water (wouldn't you?), but unfortunately found a neighbor's pond. So Adam had to set up a little "water feature" near the hives for them, so they would stay out of other people's yards, as much as possible. Not that you can really prevent bees from flying around. That's what they do. That's what God made them to do.
Not that we believe in "luck" per se, but Adam noted that, when bad luck comes, it really rains down. Soon after we got here, he noticed a flat tire on the Jaguar. One more thing.
Peter has been attacking the yard work. He really enjoyed hacking out dead tree stumps - go figure!! Here's a dogwood stump he removed. Today he did a bigger one, too heavy to hold overhead.
Here he's trying to pull a dead branch from the tree.

How long does it take to recover from huge disappointments? Being smashed and bashed emotionally? Losing one's home and livelihood? Being ill-treated by those who are supposed to love you? All this is an old story. So many before me have suffered worse. But I long for the day when the pain will be old news, and I won't feel it anymore. A phone call this afternoon just reopened the wounds that were barely beginning to heal. How is one supposed to function normally while suffering so? I don't know. I know that it's all from the hand of God, but also that men will be called to account for their wrong-doings, especially to those in need. My hope is that in a few months, or a few years, I'll be able to write that all is well, that I no longer feel the slightest pang of all this. That instead it will somehow be a testimony for good. Check back with me then.

1 comment:

  1. Oh, MK. My heart is sad for you and your family. I pray for healing and supernatural hope. Limbo is so difficult.


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