It has been foggy here in Central Oregon for the last four days in a row. Fog so thick you can't even see the end of your driveway. This is not normal!
The side of Oregon that I live in is called the High Desert because it is a desert that is above sea level. We have sand, sagebrush, and the largest juniper forest in the world. I'm not sure how it qualifies as a forest, as I picture a forest being thick with trees. Paul Bunyan could not have set his axe down and left it standing even in the thickest part of this forest.
We are a desert because we get very little moisture in any form. Well, except for maybe the air tankers that drop retardent on the forest fires. So what's up with all this fog? Don't tell me global warming! It is nothing but warm! Not one of these four days has been above freezing. We do get cold weather but at least it's a sunny cold!
I don't know if I can take much more of this pea soup activity. If I wanted to live like this I could have stayed near Seattle. I can't think of one good reason to be thankful for this depressing weather. I've tried pretending it's the presence of God hovering over us as a pillar of cloud, but since noone is coming out from the fancy tent in the middle of the neighborhood telling us the words of God, I can't keep up the story. I'd even settle for a shining face, but after I bathed the children I sent them to bed.
Fog is not friendly. You can't go out into it and expect to be greeted by the glorious creation. Except by the tree branch that poked me in the eye because I couldn't see it on the way out to the pump house. Thank God for my poor vision! The glasses saved me from becoming blind. There's no large loss without some small gain, silver linings and all that bit.
If it gets much worse someone may have to throw me a rope so I can tie it to the end of my house to make it safely to town and back. Just today on the way home from the booming metropolis, Boy 1 thought we were heading in the wrong direction. When I told him I knew where I was going he asked, "How can you tell?"
That makes me wonder, "How can we tell when we are headed in the right direction with Christ?" We can't see what's ahead of us, we just have to trust His compass skills. We may recognize that we have been down this road before and all the scenery on the side of the road may be familiar but is it taking us where we want to go? The only way to know for sure is read our Bibles and know the plan God has for us. God's will is not as thick as pea soup. He does lead us with a pillar of cloud that blocks the view we are not yet ready to see. Hopefully we don't have to be poked in the eye before we get there.
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Nov. 24, 2005
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I tried to e-mail you
Nov. 26, 2005
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Ouch, watch out for those tree limbs!
Nov. 28, 2005
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Happy Thanksgiving!