Hot, hot, hot. Dry, dry, dry. Much too hot to do any work or have any fun outdoors. Much too dry to really have any ‘work’ to do anyway; no garden this year; no mowing as the grass hasn’t grown at all since I last mowed about six weeks ago. A very different kind of summer here in Oklahoma. Some have said (I haven’t verified this) that we are currently experiencing the worst drought since the Dust Bowl days. I will say it is the longest spell without rain that I can remember, and I have never seen our ponds as low as they are now. One is completely dried up and the other three look to be maybe another month away from the same state.
They certainly aren’t much more than large mudholes as it is. We have started watering the livestock from tanks that we fill with hoses. Two and three times a day, hundreds of gallons of water.
I am very thankful that this is an option for us. Others I know are having to drive water out to where their animals are.
I pray for rain every day. As does everyone else in these parts. As does every church in town.
When the ponds go completely dry, we will have the very rare opportunity to doze them out and make them deeper.
For the future rain.
That I know will come.
“The Lord is good, a Strength and Stronghold in the day of trouble; He knows those who take refuge and trust in Him.”–Nahum 1:7
I spent part of yesterday afternoon catching up on some of the blogs I follow, and found a compelling story from Just A Conservative Girl. She has befriended a young woman who has found herself homeless, after losing her job three years ago. JACG shares this experience with us and I highly recommend reading her post, and the subsequent updates.
Then, I very strongly encourage you to read the blog of the young woman herself. Started back in April of this year, when she knew she was only a few days away from living without a home, it is a realistic telling of the challenges she faces, how she manages, and is a stark reminder to me of all the things I take for granted, every single day.
In her most recent post (and I do recommend reading all of them) she has a reply to David Plouffe’s thoughtless and really dumb comment that people wouldn’t vote based on unemployment numbers.
In your dreams, Plouffe.
As I said above, the unnamed homeless woman and her plight make me humbly grateful and most thankful for the innumerable blessings I have, for which I too often forget to consciously thank God.
I thank God that we are not having the disaster of flooding.
I thank Him for the rain which He will give one of these days, and for the opportunity we will have to improve our ponds.
I thank Him for my blogger friend who is putting her faith into action, and walking in Christ’s love in her neighborhood.
And I thank Him for watching over this young woman without a home, and pray for His blessings upon her.
“I will sing to the Lord, because He has dealt bountifully with me.”–Psalm 13:6