11/20/12
Tuesday
Been busy working on the farm. There
is increasing damage from gophers and evidence of their incessant spread abound
everywhere. More drip irrigation destroyed as they chew through the plastic. I
am at a loss regarding how to rid this pest from the farm. Oh, I know some ways
to do it but as usual am unable to afford the resources needed to do so. There
is so much we could do with just a few dollars, so much. We watched the PBS
show they had on the dustbowl and that brought in a fresh perspective. Those
farmers in Oklahoma and upper Texas were tough beyond measure, as they fought
to carve out a life and dream with next to nothing. But they had a few bumper
crop years before it all came crashing down so that helped greatly and gave
them a glimpse of what could be. We haven’t had that gift and moved here
without even a hoe, lawn mower, or anything besides our clothes and a few
pieces of furniture. In the fantasy that was my hope I envisioned being
welcomed by all and finding great help along with those who could give friendly
advice. Now understand I was still in bad shape from the brain injury that left
me wandering homeless and lost so my sense of reality was not in tune with the
hard truth we found. I guess it is still off a little but I have learned a lot
about people in the eleven years since I woke from the coma.
I suppose part of my problem is I
study the bible and tend to view the world from its perspective. When you
understand how God sees things, just a little glimpse of how He sees things,
then all fall short, even yourself. So I know how things are supposed to be and
see how they really are and it breaks my heart. But in the midst of all that
there are a few shining lights of exception that break through like lighthouses
on dark stormy nights, beacons to aim for as you are tossed by many waves of
disruption and despair.
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