Monday, January 19, 2009

Cabin Fever

Pool at Kings River Falls

After a long spell of temperatures in the single digits and wind speeds in the double digits, we woke up Sunday morning to sunshine and mild temps! Cabin Fever had hit us hard the last two weeks. To make it worse, we had spent the last week cleaning and arranging (again!) the basement. This is a job we do once a year when the 'to do' list demands it. Jack put up another set of shelves, and I filled them. Finally, we can see some real progress. Of course, the throw away/give away stuff outside the door is still there. It makes no sense whatsoever, but it seems like we have been working on that basement ever since we moved in seven years ago!

So, we escaped for the day to one of the most beautiful places I have seen in a while--Kings River Falls, part of the system of state "natural areas". It is maintained by the Arkansas Natural Heritage Commission and the Arkansas Game and Fish Commission. (It is nice to see our tax dollars working here!) It has been on our list of places to go for some time, and we will definitely be back in the summer. It is located in Madison County and takes about an hour from our house to drive across Cave Mountain to the little community of Boston, where we turn on to county roads for the rest of the way. The drive was pleasant and we were in no hurry.

We were fascinated with the rock formations, the beautiful turquoise pool below the falls, the falls themselves, and the witch hazel bushes blooming along the edge of the water. The trail followed a fenced in pasture with an old farm house on the far side. In one corner of the pasture was a family cemetery, surrounded by an iron pipe fence, and a very large barn that looked as if it could come crashing down any minute. This was all on private land and, therefore, off limits. I noticed some signs of work in progress that makes one hopeful that the farmstead will be restored, at least in part.

I could imagine the old farm in better days. Summertime--cows grazing in the field, chickens scratching around the barnyard, the farmer calling to his mules as he plows the large garden near the house, his wife hanging out the week's washing--she catches the sweet scent of lilacs blooming near the fence. In the distance, a gently wind blows through the trees, and there is the ever present sound of rushing water as the river makes it way over large and small boulders on it way through the mountains. And, maybe, there is the happy sound of children playing in one of the many river pools glad for the freedom of summer. Down the road we saw an old school house--Dripping Springs, 1921, says the sign still hanging over the door.

No doubt the pastoral life on the farm as I envisioned it, was often wrought with sadness and hard times. The cemetery testifies to that. But, on this day, in 2009, I can imagine all was well, as it as with us when we made our way along the river trail.

"The days that make us happy make us wise." John Masefield


Tuesday, January 6, 2009

The Best Christmas Season Ever

Through a child's eyes

There are certain Christmases past that stand out in my mind. Like the year Santa brought my 'Toni' doll and a wardrobe of doll clothes exactly like the ones he left for me! I was about 6 years old. Mother must have spent hours at the sewing machine sewing the matching dresses--some with detailed embroidery on the skirts. She told me Mrs. Claus did it! As a teen, I remember the first Christmas gift I received from a boy--a pearl bracelet. I remember the beautiful wrapping that told me it was from a certain jewelry store in town, and therefore something special inside. I still have that bracelet--and the guy who gave it to me!

The Christmas of 2008 was another special Christmas and full of blessings. Early on I knew it was to be a very busy one, and my prayer was for safety and joy for my family and friends throughout this season. I also asked for a joyful spirit for myself as I prepared and participated in all the festivities. It was a precious Christmas gift that the Lord gave us. From the lights of Silver Dollar City and the Branson Belle Showboat to the special 'Journey On the Mountain" with church friends, and the four different family celebrations (ending with a New Year's wedding), it is a Christmas memory to cherish. Even the weather worked out perfectly with the warm, sunny winter days for celebrations coming between the fierce, icy storms that moved through these mountains intermittently throughout the month of December.

Our special joy was seeing the spirit of Christmas through the eyes of an excited little boy and his parents, (who forgot that Santa didn't bring everything fully assembled!) Jack Henry didn't know any better. Watching Daddy and Pops frantically put his toys together on Christmas morning was part of the fun!

Our family had much to celebrate this year--good health or a respite from health problems, new jobs, a promising future with a new wife, the expectations of the arrival of a new baby, the hope for a new adventure, a continuing contentment and peace, and the happiness of being together once more as we celebrated a holiday on the mountain. Our cup runneth over!

We know all these things are so fragile, and that thought makes them the more precious as we look forward to a new year that may or may not bring the best of news. But we know 'the peace that passeth all understanding will guard our hearts and minds'. And we are confident that 'He knows the plans He has for us..to give us a future and a hope'.

Rejoice in the Lord always!...Do not be anxious for anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus. Philippians 4:4,6-7

For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you a future and a hope. Then you will call on me, and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. Jeremiah 29: 11-12

And one more--

Ah, Sovereign Lord, you have made the heavens and the earth by your great power...Nothing is too hard for you. Jeremiah 32:17