"You cannot legislate the poor into freedom by legislating the wealthy out of freedom. What one person receives without working for, another person must work for without receiving. The government cannot give to anybody anything that the government does not first take from somebody else. When half of the people get the idea that they do not have to work because the other half is going to take care of them, and when the other half gets the idea that it does no good to work because somebody else is going to get what they work for, that my dear friend, is about the end of any nation.

You cannot multiply wealth by dividing it."
Dr. Adrian Rogers 1931-2005

Tuesday, April 22, 2014

Patience

isn't my strongest character trait.   Our journey to the farm is an amazing journey if I am one to say so.   I doubt I would have said anything like this in 2005.   I am now able to pause a bit and look back over the years and smile.  Bill and I did not give up when adversity struck.   Bill and I did not battle each other when adversity struck.  Bill and I did not battle the children when adversity struck.  Instead we dug in deeper, not with our own strengths and abilities but into the Lord.  You see, Bill's accident humbled us.  If a 38 year old man in his prime can have a life changing accident well, then the awareness of who is in control comes to the surface. 

We recognized our own mortality and for me that is shocking because I grew up without my dad and thought I knew quite well that life was unpredictable.

I became complacent in my comfort.  I think Bill did too.  We were doing everything we thought we should to be obedient in our faith.  We were in love with each other as sappy and mushy as we are today.   We were involved with our cuties and loved them and worked hard to train them up in the ways of the Lord.   BUT we slacked in areas that we shouldn't have.   I am sure many readers appreciate this.

Since the accident, I have become strong.  Oh I may not look it, but I have wrangled four horned rams, butchered this, that, and the other, and even shot a rabbit in my freshly planted back yard...of course I used a BB gun as that was nearby and I did not wish to lose my beautiful oasis in the desert.   I have come to terms with my life and the fact that time is marching on, so I have allowed my hair to gray and have enjoyed being me.  I no longer worry about having enough to feed the kids, or even what would we do if something catastrophic would happen.  You see, I became ever so strong over the course of my journey in understanding that NO MATTER what, I know my final destination.  Time is eternal.  My journey on earth is not.  I look forward to the promises made in the Bible and less about what will happen if the economy fails, or if I am forced to be TSA groped while I travel by plane*. 

I no longer think about what will happen.  I can endure here thanks to a life lesson that Bill and I were graciously granted.  Through Bill's accident we have learned a good deal.  I can say that buying used clothing isn't so bad.  I may not have confessed this on the blog during the hardest of times but I truly appreciate the waste of food in America.  I bought the waste from the produce section at our local grocery.  At first, I did so as a supplement for the animals.  It was a dollar for a box that weighed about 40-50 lbs.  Then it went up to 3 dollars and I still bought it.  You see, much of what was being tossed out was still edible.  I canned much of what was thought to be trash.  We ate anything that was good, and the worst of the worst went to the animals.

I didn't make dog food to have organically healthy dogs.  Nope.  I made dog food because it was less costly than buying dog food.  This is the same for making all of my toiletries.  The added bonus is that I discovered how very healthy it is to make your own products and will not ever be able to wrap my head around all the chemicals in Store bought products!

On my journey I embraced the Bible like it was my course work.  I saw the Bible pretty much for the first time on my walk...as I saw it in its totality, which I had not really seen before.

As items would break, I would not replace them.  My dryer which was with us for many years broke several years ago...and I adapted.  Most of the year I dried my clothing outside.  In the winter, I strung rope across the wood stove room and accepted that it would take a bit for clothes to dry.

Cable/satellite/and landlines never were an option while on the farm.  We have used the Internet for school, and then movies or what not.  I do not miss them and I confess when I see a commercial I am shocked as they seem more invasive and crude than they ever were.  

I have worked on my character and fail in many arenas while on this journey.  Every so often though a break is granted and I can smile.   We bought a new to us, but used vehicle-with over 92,000 miles on it, and I smiled.  We bought a refrigerator that wasn't held together by baling wire and I smiled, and last night I smiled once again!

My patience was rewarded as last night, we bought a used dryer.  Me...Jennifer of Double Nickel Farm...who saves everything, who scrimps away, and repurposes anything...finally has a dryer once again.  I am brought to tears by how much I took for granted before Bill's accident, and am ever so thankful that our journey has been one we have been on together.

*no I have not been on an airplane since 1996. If I could though I would love to and go to Ireland someday.  Why?  Well as you may know if you have visited the blog before...I do NOT LIKE snakes.  Trivia time~Ireland is snake free!! Now that is a place I could really visit!!!! ;)

4 comments:

thehungryegghead@gmail.com said...

Thank you for this post. Sooner or later everyone must make peace with themselves.

What you said makes a lot of sense. "Time is eternal. My journey on earth is not." How true for all of us.

Raising families is tough, my friends who grew up in large households often bought from the waste section of the local grocery. That is how they are able to save up enough money to buy their own property mortgage free. Sacrifices must be made in one form or another.

I grew up poor but was never taught to be economical as my mother who is in charge of the household is not. I wish I learned earlier as I hate seeing waste. Not that I am frugal but I really hate wasting anything especially food. After living 14 months in Hong Kong and watching the elderly struggle to put enough food on the table, I am reminded never to waste food ever again. I always meal plan and I always know the contents of my fridge.

Mystic Mud said...

I don't know if you're aware or not, but the beautiful state of tennessee is also a snake free zone. Yep. Sure is! Pretty sure, anyway. Okay, not really sure at all, but maybe?...it could be?

Lol! Anyway...congrats on the new dryer! David and Columbus just fixed ours! I wasn't too worried about it for now, but come winter it would have been rough to not have one.

Glenn B said...

You folks are amazing! A different breed than almost anyone else I know, too bad more of us are not like you.

Humble wife said...

Hungry-thank you for your comment and I appreciate your thoughts so much!

LOL Michelle, I am certain the snakes are far from your mountain as the kids are always busy making noise and playing and the snakes do not want to be bothered!! I hope some day to head your way...Bill and I and I know we will have a wnderful time!

Glenn-sometimes I confess that we are not different only challenged to become the best we can in the least of circumstances. Thank you so much for your kind comment!!