Blown away...

I sit here watching the Voice and two of the singers sing the song BLOWN AWAY (A Carrie Underwood song that Izzy used to tell me her and Uncle Andoo like that song)...and I look out the window and I wonder if we will be blown away.   It is as though we are living in a dust bowl...Though I am thankful for the homes we have...the protections that I know were not in place for many during those days.

I see pictures from those up north who actually have snow.    And how we pray for moisture.   I was given a verse awhile back it seemed actually a whole chapter...But the following just touched me one morning....Isaiah 58...

It is an amazing scripture but the Here I am...had hit me and little did I know it was one of those that was one that I would call on more.   Not long after I read these verses, we made the decision to sell our cows.   Some might not understand what those who have raised cattle all their life...(no that wouldn't be me) but for the shepherd...they are a part of him.   As I have said before...he is a shepherd.   It is in his makeup to care for these animals and so it is a hard decision to let them go.   But with others we know and some we don't know...it is a decision that looms for many.  

The winds continue to blow...a friend said the other day that his grandmother said it was the worst that she had seen...and she has had many years looking at the prairie.  I saw pictures of some places up north that it appears as a desert...many talk of the dust bowl...and days such as this make you think of it.   I pray for rain...for any sort of moisture..."a sun-scorched land". 

I caught a few pics of the last cows being loaded up the few that were at the house...And the shepherd in true shepherd form told me that maybe they would get some green grass...

And so on to a new season...I wonder what waits ahead...but I seem to hear from many directions FAITH!    I pray for all of those who are making their own decisions...

I pray for those from the Boston marathon...This morning I woke up thinking okay I am going to finish off my taxes and so I decided to take a personal day.   I wanted to finish up some pictures I am working on for my friend Trudy Hardy's new and exciting venture...she is opening a coffee shop and bakery in Fowler...THE BUNKHOUSE!   It is such a cool place and I am  so excited for her...

I was reminded of those that were lost on this day.   That five years ago today...we had terrible winds and the Ordway fires...so though these winds blow praying that the fires stay away.   Jennifer shared of losing her husband Terry who was a fireman during that fire...my thoughts and prayers go out during these "anniversaries".   And thankful for our nephew Calvin and family that are there...

I realized that my "taxes" wasn't really a big deal in the whole scheme of things...so I hang on to those last lines of Isaiah..."like a spring whose waters never fail".    I think of finding the good...that picture I include is one I took the other night when we were working at the "shack" trying to get our equipment to cooperate.    I had stopped by on the way home and as I went to leave...the sun seemed to set and shine on the waters and so I of course had to snap some shots...and the peace that one feels in times as this...and I hear the silent whisper of God...Here I am...Here I am.

Well I think I will  head off of here...may tomorrow the wind have blown itself away.   For you all that have snow or rains...count your blessings...or send it our way.  

lyp