between two worlds

God was so merciful to continue to let us live among the animals. I was thinking the other day, and I have thought it often since we moved here, how lovely it would be to be able to walk up to the deer and touch them like you would a horse. The problem is deer are easily startled, and they might pause for a moment, but quickly run away. The effects of sin were so severe that either animals are afraid of us, or we are now afraid of them.

But then you have cats and dogs somehow tamed into pets. Gone (I think?) are the days of wolves and panthers, at least in the outdoor lands around here. But you can get close to a dog, and snuggle with a cat. One of the cats joined us on the couch as I pulled out Little House in the Big Woods to read with the child who was sick yesterday. I’ve actually never read all those books. but again was amazed by the wolves and the bears.

The Christmas shopping bug bit me early this year. Instead of starting to buy gifts around mid-December, I’m wanting to get a head start this year. The past few years of hosting/planning the family Thanksgiving and then going straight from there into Christmas has sucked out some of the joy for me. I’ve already been drinking way too much coffee thinking of this and I’m refusing right now to keep doing that to myself.

People talk these days about the emotional fragility of our current generation. I don’t know how to feel about that. On one hand you look around and do kind of think, “Oh my gosh, what’s wrong with us? Seriously, people, it’s just called life!” But then you start hearing about the current depression and suicide rates and you wonder whether everyone getting annoyed with the “snowflakes” is really that helpful, truthful, or loving.

Even I told myself that I didn’t have it in me to cut potatoes today. I then said to myself, “Okay, well so what?” I’ve got them in my pantry and they need to be used, so I cut up the potatoes and laid them out in the crock-pot. The conversation transpired in front of my daughter, and I think, together, we thought it was funny. I had concerns about having liver and onions for supper, so I switched it to the roast we were going to have Friday.

To be fair, liver and onions was probably a little too ambitious.





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