Posted on 03/26/2021 7:14:48 AM PDT by Mrs. Warrior
After being assaulted and having a stroke I lost the freedom I had of being able to drive, I was recently lamenting my loss and I focused instead on some of the great adventures I have had.
As a young Army wife, I was going to drive to see my husbands graduation from basic training at Fort Benning Georgia in the early '80's. I had our infant daughter with me and she was still nursing. Never having been on Fort Benning before I was having trouble trying to find the parade field where the graduation was to take place. It had been raining and I found myself sort of lost and on a dirt road that had been washed out. I had to swerve to avoid the ditch and our daughter was fussing and she needed to be nursed, so I pulled over to feed her. I heard a siren and a military police officer came over and he asked if i had been drinking because he saw me swerving. I said “no only the baby is drinking”. He asked if I had an open container. I said “that's not very gentlemanly of you to refer to my mammary glands as containers”. After going through the normal ID questions and vehicle stuff, he said “all right ladies follow me and I will get you to your husbands graduation”. Afterwards my husband asked me why I had a police escort? I said he thought I had a drinking problem.
In the course of our assignments all over the country and overseas, we lived in government quarters or rented homes and while we made those accommodations homey, they were never really home. In my drives exploring the country around our assignments, I was always searching for the place to call home.
After my husbands retirement we found our home; a small farm out in the country. After being a sojourner for so long, it was so special to become a part of a community. To be able to own land, and to plant trees and perennial flowers, to raise and grow produce was the reality of having a home. We have put our blood, sweat and tears into our home and as our children grew up here, the memories and the worship of God made it a faith farm.
With the current situation about the threat of egregious forms of gun control after the Colorado shooting, it seems that the extreme left is trying to divide and separate law-abiding people from our God-given rights as described in the constitution in order to drive off into their own agendas. They will find that they will look behind them and they are mostly alone. Americans are not with them; they are secure in their homes which they worked hard to earn.
My husband drives me where I need to go and I feel safe and he always drives us back home where we find the peace of the country settling over us. The fragrance of the flowers waft on the breeze, the grand children chase fire flies,and the doves coo. We hold hands and smile as the animals seek their shelter for the night, all is well and we thank God for another special day in our temporal paradise.
If the question ever is asked of where our “security” is stored, “the Angel of the Lord encamps about the righteous” would be my reply. “Look up at the stars in the night sky: there are heavenly beings spreading their angel armor around us”. Like the number of stars in the skies over America, we are secure in our rights under God and regardless of the politics we are in a safe high place while underneath are the everlasting arms of the Savior and we enjoy the arms of the family tree of the free and home of the brave.
In the evenings when we watch the news and grow saddened at the evil running around we remember that we have an eternal home where righteousness will dwell and while the wait seems long, the every day grace and beauty of the Holy Spirit gives us comfort, eternal love drives our journey and the road leads home.
Wonderfully written. My life is somewhat similar...I was 44 before I got a Faith Farm of my own. I thank our Heavenly Father every day for leading me to this blessed beautiful piece of earthly paradise. I WILL fight to keep it.
Very nice.
I just copied and printed your post to share with my wide circle of friends (60s-90s). We are such blessed women to live in such a time as this, Hugs
I am that husband (not yours obviously) and spent 22 years in the US Air Force. Absolutely similar situation. At my last posting at Maxwell AFB in Alabama, we bought our family farm in the rolling foothills along the Tallapoosa river, 24 years ago.
Today I'm putting up MORE tanex deer netting and re-transplanting broccoli and cabbage that WAS a salad bar for those four-legged heathens....
The deer population can be controlled.
In my formerly deer plagued sub urban neighborhood, we are said to have coyotes. As a side benefit, we have a severely reduced stray cat population
I’ve heard a small dog or two is also missing.
The truth is however....... the deer are gone
Thanks. I no longer hunt, but let a few young fellas put stands and corn on my land. They owe me a quarter for the privilege. This has worked out well, I’ve gotten the predation down and my freezer stocked.
This past year, however, they didn’t get ANY.
In my opinion, they were too impatient. Go out for few hours and then go home.
I kept telling them to stay all day, the deer’ll be by.
I told ‘em I’m gonna get some new hunters this Fall!
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