Wednesday, October 23, 2013

how to transplant a tree

I have been thinking and praying. Probably not enough, but that's just typical me trying to solve my own problems instead of letting God take care of them. I finally decided that I should move The Hawthorn Tree to another platform. It's difficult and painful. I have friends, blogger is super simple to use, and I have to deal with CHANGE -- the ugly, ugly word. Unless, of course, it's the kind you find in your couch or an old purse that you are cleaning out.

I'm really excited about all the new stuff. I'm excited about the planning and thought and prayer that's going into the new site. I'm excited for a fresh start, even though it means, Dum-dum-dum, CHANGE.(That was foreboding music. Just in case that only made sense to me.) 

Come on over and visit a while. It'll take some time to get all my boxes unpacked and everything put away but we can have a glass of tea or cup of coffee and chat about all the cardboard and wrinkled newspaper or something. I'm not really sure how that metaphor correlates to the transplanting of landscaping but it seemed like the right thing to say to wind things up. Or down. Both seem equally appropriate to use here. 

I have to go put the chillens to bed. I can still hear them, and I'm pretty sure I just detected an exasperated sound coming from their father. 

Good night! 

Amber


Thursday, October 3, 2013

What If...


What if the government shuts down for a week? Would non-government employees stop going to work? Would people stop driving their kids to school? Would teachers stop having classes? Would people stop finding a way to feed their families? Would cash still have the same value on day seven as it did on Day 0? Would flowers stop blooming? The sun cease to arise?

I've heard the shame and threats come from the mouths of the some incredibly indispensable people politicians. I think they are suffering from a severe case of self-importance. I think they have forgotten who funds their pay-roll. I drove MiniMan to school today as always. The only difference I noticed was that nobody was picking up the papers at the Forest Service Visitor Center. There was still as much traffic, the lights were still working, the gas station was still open. Life was happening.

I'm pretty sure with all the hype that people thought that life might not happen the day after the shutdown. I mean, FoxNews had a countdown clock. If that doesn't make it an important day, I don't know what does.  I know lots of people who will be seriously affected by losing (temporarily) their main source of income. Some of them are probably really worried about what is going to happen.

I have a hunch that a whole bunch of sympathy and understanding will happen.

I have another hunch that if the government shutdown SHUTDOWN lasted three months as opposed to three weeks (I'm just making a wild uneducated assumption here) that most of us would figure out a way to go on doing what Homo sapiens has been doing since we've been on this earth. Exactly how long is a topic for another day (like never). The point is that we've been surviving for a long time, a very long time.

But, what if the internet shut down too? I have another hunch that that would disrupt a sight more folks. I also think that an internet shutdown would spark more interest in the private sector and somebody would figure out how to get it up and running. All it would take is one day's loss of profits and Facebook and Microsoft would probably jointly fund firing the servers back up. we'd be back in business (pun intended) in a matter of weeks, if not days.

But here is the real truth. It's not a hunch or even a hopeful thought with unicorns and rainbows dancing around my head. It's real. I know it's real, because I've been there. This is the first year since 2008 that we haven't been at the mercy of the annual Budgetary and Fiscal Year Circus.

Because our government operates so efficiently (that's clearly sarcasm, y'all), it takes months for money to be appropriated to some money pots. That means that there are (we will call them agencies) that don't get the money they need to operate right away. Sometimes for six months. We were there. And we made it through. It wasn't always easy, sometimes we had to become very humble and ask for help. But there were many, like A LOT, of times that God just took care of things. Always just enough. Never so much that we could boast of anything but his providence.

God is bigger than the United States Federal Government. He is even bigger than the internet. He is bigger than our worst day. And the best thing is that he is there for us to talk to, to cry out to, to ask why to watch us fume and stew and shed tears. He's there. And he has a plan because he can see the things that we can't.

Update: My GI just sent me a text message. As I was typing this, there was a shooting at the Capitol. I guess the lady is one of the angry ones - one of the worried ones. Please join me in praying for her and her family. Pray for all of the Federal employees including the ones who are are so unwilling to work with each other. Pray that our divided country will heal and that we can forget our anger. Pray that we can forgive each other and remember that every single human being is a work in progress that Jesus died for. Whether we happen to like them today...or not.


Tuesday, October 1, 2013

Wives of Faith: I Chose This Road



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Monday, September 23, 2013

My Favorite Time of Year






Fall, autumn, cool weather, leaves in the yard. 

Rainy days -- and nights


Jackets and scarves, caramel apples

Hiking and taking pictures. 

Relaxing and working outside


Football games and cheers. 

The smell of smoke and the sound of a breeze


Pumpkins on the steps, frost on the fence

Hot chocolate and a throw on the porch. 


A good book or a something to knit.


I'm ready. Are you?