Family Business | Thoughts


May 30, 2009

Well, Shavuot is upon us. The Feast of Pentecost. The outpouring of the Spirit and the start of something incredible and new! We celebrated with kabobs, burgers and blintz.

We’re traditional that way.

We met some of the neighbors yesterday.

Through a series of unfortunate events which led to a grateful owner and offers of Sutter Home White Zin in 20oz glasses.

I found a sweet little dog in my back yard yesterday. Since I just moved here I don’t know who belongs to whom and I had to be gone most of the morning and into the afternoon. So I caught the little brindle sweetheart and took her to the Humane Society. I did NOT call the police as I had no desire to make my neighbor pay the $500 fine for “dog at large” and “no license”…

I’m just nice like that.

Daphne, the dogs name, was chipped so it was a quick phone call for the Humane Society and by this evening she and Kaiya, Izzy, Finnegan and our Scooby were chasing each other trying to determine pecking order in the golf course behind our house.

All the owners were chatting, drinking wine and relaxing on a lovely, if cloudy and lightning prone evening. There we were in the middle of them. Welcome.

Offers of bonfire nights, glasses of wine, your kids can come play with Daphne whenever they want and all that. We smiled and chatted and I learned tidbits about them and it became readily apparent there was some faith history but not much.

See, I have spent the last 8 years of my life living in a trailer park and it wasn’t the “friendliest place on earth”. What with the pedophile 3 doors down and the various meth labs happening all around us people kinda kept to themselves. Even the new JW neighbors wouldn’t talk.

We had originally been welcomed, 8 years ago,  but my husband quickly became labeled the Bible Thumper and we were no longer welcome. Thoughts on that later…

Last night got even more interesting when our closest neighbor and his girlfriend decided to have an argument which included her smashing his windshield in and copious amounts of screaming. The neighborhood was in a buzz, the police came and my sons spent a bunch of time staring out the screen door.

Great. I’m raising lookie-loos.

It’s hard to evaluate what to do in that situation. I am sad for their obvious lack of ability to cope and nervous that they are the closest neighbor to us…Obviously they need Light and I’m hoping the Lord shows us how we can be a blessing to them. At least that is our desire. Maybe cookies and concern? Most people like cookies,right?  $

We have been dumped in the middle of a mission field and we’re excited. I hope we are responsible and good stewards of the opportunity. It’s so much easier for me to hide in my little house and just observe life than make the concerted effort to integrate.

It’s the quiet of the morning and this day is going to be long and hard. We’re almost out of the trailer but need to do cleaning and, and, and…

Breathe, Heidi, just breathe.

One thing at a time.

For me that means unloading and loading the dishwasher, getting out of pj’s and heading off to buy cleaning supplies.

Well, there might be a really big cup of coffee in that equation. Really. Big.

At least I got my nails done yesterday.

I do have priorities you know!

  • A big cup of coffee would definitely be a must. We’ll keep praying for you guys.

  • AJW308

    Go get labeled as Bible Thumpers. The quicker you do that, the quicker they’ll see what God’s love is.