Looking out my window has me struggling to describe the feelings these gloomy days conjure up. There are the usual ones, of course; dreary, dank, dark, glum, depressing, dismal, despairing, dejected, disappointing and melancholy.
But, I think what I feel most is ticked off.
My reasons are purely selfish.
My golf game was finally starting to come around. By the time I play again, I’ll have forgotten everything that brought about that improvement.
I was hoping that Linda and I would get one more chance to go for a long ride in the convertible before covering it up for winter.
The tan on my ample legs is starting to fade…..my….”WAIT A MINUTE LUND,” I can hear you saying, “you’re complaining because you can’t play golf or go riding in your fancy schmancy car?!. “Get over yourself!”
Think of the farmers stuck in the house drinking coffee..staring blankly out the window at a bumper crop in the field wondering why God hasn’t answered their prayers for the rain to stop long enough for them to bring-in that bountiful harvest before it rots in a sea of mud.
Or how about Sioux Falls growing homeless population having to cuddle up on a cardboard mattress under a bridge somewhere?
You’re right. I shouldn’t complain. “This is the day the Lord has made, let us rejoice and be glad in it.”
Still, little pep-talk Bible verses and the fact that others have it tougher than you, are not always enough to erase this weather-induced moodiness.
I think I’ll take that ride anyway..maybe go talk to a frustrated farmer.
I’m gonna give our Pastor a call and tell him to go ahead and put Linda and me on that list to serve at The Banquet next month.
I have friends and family members who are hurting and might appreciate a visit.
Well, whadda ya know, that brilliant red cardinal just landed on our now leaf-less crabapple tree. He sure is beautiful silhouetted against the grey sky.
Starting to feel better already.
I sure wish my legs were not changing from golden bronze to pasty white so quickly, though.
Oh, a little postscript here.The other day I received an e-mail with, what I thought was, a teriffic idea that just might give you peace of mind or even save your life.Not everyone has a home alarm system but most everyone, these days, has a car with a set of keys on a fob containing buttons to lock or unlock the doors and trunk..plus one that makes the horn sound. Well, take those keys with you to bed at night. If you hear a noise outside your home or someone trying to get in your house, just press the panic button for your car. The alarm will be set off, and the horn will continue to sound until either you turn it off or the car battery dies. If the burlar/rapist hears that he likely won’t stick around. Plus, after a few seconds, all the neighbors will be looking out their windows to see who’s out there and sure enough the criminal won’t want that.You’re welcome.
