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Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Life of Ease
A few weeks ago Jerry asked me to purchase Rita Cosby's book, "Quiet Hero." It tells the story of her father who lived through WWII. He was a Polish Resistance fighter, who distributed anti-Nazi propaganda a few blocks from the Warsaw Ghetto and fought courageously for His country.
Jerry went through the book in record time and handed it over to me. Rita has given us a powerful story as she uncovered her father's past. His story began at the age of 13 when he saw his hometown decimated by bombs, and ended with his time served in a German POW camp, escaping in a daring plan and ultimately rescued by American forces. All this before he had left his teens.
As I pondered the story I immediately thought of my life of ease. Yes, I've had my share of heartbraking trials and fearful situations, but my life in no way can comprehend the life of Ryszard Kossobudzki, known in America as Richard Cosby.
Many parts of the story were brutally graphic. I was able to read through it fine, if I didn't stop to try and picture it. That's much like when I read about the crucifixion of Jesus. I can't stop and ponder how gruesome it was. That reflection doesn't strengthen my faith, it only weakens my ability to function. Being emotionally unstable isn't easy.
I also come to this conclusion of how fortunate I am when I read a book, scan a magazine or watch a movie about missionary life around the world. The headlines in the daily paper are enough to stop me and say to myself: "You are a very fortunate lady."
I want to remember what God has done for me. Why I was chosen to live in America at this time only He knows. How thankful I am for His favor upon my life.
Monday morning a little after 7 a.m. I saw my first fawns of the season. I receive such a thrill seeing the fawns when they start coming out. Momma Doe let me take some snaps and the picture above is one of my favorites. She knew I was there, but wasn't ruffled.
Momma casually walked her fawns across the road into wooded cover. It was truly a delightful morning!
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Bachelor Party
We've been having a bachelor party in our backyard the last few weeks. Six bucks have been enjoying our restaurant at the back gate. It certainly brings a smile to my face! The picture above shows the bucks coming across our neighbor's yard on their way to the restaurant.
We have one dominant, two medium, and three yearlings. We've seen the dominant let two of the yearlings come up beside it and eat. They usually visit early in the morning and in the early evening. Jerry was mowing yesterday afternoon and said the dominant buck started walking up the hill and stood there watching him, showing no signs of distress.
The picture below I probably posted before. It was taken another year. It was a beautiful summer evening with bucks, does and fawns all in attendance. I wanted to get a snap of the group, but the dominant buck kept stomping his feet and snorting. He was not happy I was there!
I've had the pleasure of seeing fawns appear the first of July and watch in their training and development. One summer morning before leaving for work, four fawns were running back and forth across the yards (ours and our neighbors). Does were at both ends of the yards and the fawn were dashing as fast as they could. I'm not sure what they were teaching the fawns, but it sure was fun to watch!
We usually see bucks mostly in the summer months, and the photo below is one of my favorites. Mom had just come up with her triplets (yes, triplets), and one of them wandered to the other side of the gate to see this buck. I could just image what it was thinking: "Will I ever be as big as you?"
Another favorite from last year is this fawn I walked into the woods to get. It wasn't until I got home, downloaded snaps, and started working with them that I found the doe on the right!
I'm sure there will be more snaps to post. I usually start seeing fawns on the road the last two weeks of June. We don't see them at home before the first week of July. Can't wait! I never get tired of snapping fawns!
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
Ordinary People, Extraordinary Courage
In the June 14th devotion from the One Year Women's Friendship Devotional by Cheri Heath Fuller and Sandra P. Aldrich, I was intrigued by the quote at the end of the devotion. "There are only two or three human stories, and they go on repeating themselves as fiercely as if they had never happened before." Willia Cather, 1873-1947, American Novelist.
The devotion was centered around Deuteronomy 31:6, "Be strong and courageous! Do not be afriad and do not panic before them. For the Lord your God will personally go ahead of you. He will neither fail you nor bandon you."
These words are very similar to Joshua 1, starting at verse 7, which I've always loved: "Be strong and very courageous. Be careful to obey all the law my servant Moses gave you; do not turn from it to the right or to the left, that you may be successful wherever you go. Keep this Book of the Law always on your lips; meditate on it day and night, so that you may be careful to do everything written in it. Then you will be prosperous and successful. Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged, for the LORD your God will be with you wherever you go"
And Ecclesiastes 3:15 says: "Whatever is has already been, and what will be has been before . . ."The devotion talks about courageous people in the life of the author. She narrows it down to this point: "Through the years, I have learned courage doesn't alwasy mean rushing into battle. Often it calls for staying in the battle by trusting the Lord and putting one foot in front of the other."
Ordinary people, extraordinary courage. I'm encouraging a young woman even now to find that extraordinary courage to handle the trials in her life. Back to the quote.
All human stories are similar. We all go through our share of trials, and we fight fiercely when we're in them. Yet God will sustain us through them if we will only let Him.
How is your courage? We all bleed the same. But those with Christ have supernatural powers to get us through. He never fails us!
The picture above I snapped 5 minutes from home. Another lovely lightpost . . . always reminds me that Jesus is the Light of the world.
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
Surreybrooke
Last Saturday I enjoyed a visit to Surreybrooke gardens. I'd never been there before, or knew it existed. My friend, Shari, mentioned it and we visited. It was a time of refreshment and enchantment. We spent two hours meandering through the different gardens. It was early, and the morning was just beginning to announce the flavor of the day to come.
Of course, I took plenty of snaps. Enjoy!
These cute pigs were in the children's garden!
We found some fish. There were three ponds. The one below was very small.
I love gardens with benches!
This building houses their garden shop where you can purchase all kinds of different things!
This is the medium pond, covered over with lily pads. Shari said they're beautiful when they are in bloom.
Surreybrooke is located in Middletown, close to Frederick.
Thursday, June 2, 2011
Blackest Black
Black lambs are hard to snap. At least for me. Yet one early morning recently I found this little guy still in the sheep pen with Mom. Mom didn't seem disturbed at my presence and let me stay awhile and take some snaps.
I recently came across a blog from a sheep farm. The pictures and videos are cute indeed! Stop by sheepgal.typepad.com and take a few minutes to smile.
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