I had planned to give you a tour of some of the rooms we’ve finished at our Farmhouse in this post. And then…..Friday happened. It’s kind of hard to give a perky house tour when we’re all feeling so shocked and saddened and scared.
I went out last evening to “get up” my horses for the night. I leaned down to the creek to fill up their bucket when a strange light reflected on the water. I looked behind me and saw the setting sun. Streaks of pink and orange behind a tree-topped mountain. I saw the church steeple off in the distance. I just stopped. I was in awe. I stopped and talked to God. I talked about pain and sorrow and violence and children.
And then you know what came over me? Peace.
And I thought, “Let there be peace on earth and let it begin with me.”
And I sang it. No other person was there. Just me. Me, my soul, my God, my horses, my creek, my sunset, my steeple, my mountain, my heart.
(A beautiful youtube version: Vince Gill. I sounded nothing like this.)
I do believe in Peace and Hope, do you? And I believe in Christmas and Christmas Spirit, do you? I also believe in miracles, do you? I believe that peace is possible in the worst of times. It comes from within; it certainly does not come from without.
Peace on earth does not come from us focusing on the tragedies in the world. It comes from deep inside us, from that quiet place in your heart. We must find it and let it grow. We must allow it to spread to EACH OTHER. Peace will grow stronger in each of us as we come together and help each other. As we hold onto hope amidst all the tragedies in the world. Tragedy is present. Tragedy will always be present. In some shape or form. You just don’t have to look very far to find it, see it, feel it.
We must find PEACE in spite of the pain.
I’ve been living in my bubble up here at the farm. It’s a wonderful bubble. People are honest and nice and friendly and welcoming. My land is beautiful. My home is a dream come true. I could just stay holed up here and be content the rest of my life. I could just grow turnips and eat eggs from some chickens and ride my horse in the sunset.
But I can’t live in the bubble and ignore the pain in the world. I’ve got to do my part in easing it. We all need to do that.
What can I do? I only have two hands.
But I have TWO hands!
I can be PEACE. I can create a PEACEFUL home. I can parent PEACEFULLY. I can share my PEACE with those I encounter. I can reach out to those who might need some PEACEFUL influences today.
I have a friend whose family is the biggest mess I’ve ever seen. Every holiday holds new TRAUMA DRAMA. Is there anything I can do? I can offer support and concern to my friend. I can be there when she needs to talk. I can show LOVE.
I know a young boy who is headed down the wrong path. Is there anything I can do? I can go out of my way to have contact with him. I can mentor him to make better decisions. I can show him that people believe in him. I can find some sort of motivation for him to do better.
I know a woman whose husband suddenly died last week. Is there anything I can do? I can listen. I can be present. I can let her know that I care. I can take her soup.
I know a mother whose heart hurts because of her son’s addiction. Is there anything I can do? I can be there. I can try to understand. I can listen. I can encourage her.
I can be HOPE.
Hope for a better tomorrow. Hope for a kinder world. Hope for stronger families. Hope in each other. Hope for a happy today.
I can plant my garden and share the harvest with someone who might be in need of some fresh veggies.
I can share my closet and pantry.
I can visit and support the elderly neighbor whose husband is not getting better.
I can commune with my Farmgirl Sisters and share our common vision for a better, healthier life.
I can dress up like an elf, the way I have every Christmas for the last 20 years or so, and read joyful stories to elementary school children.
I can show you my secret. The tree I found this weekend that I’m saving for something special, maybe the White House?
(My Facebook friends know what happened when I came down the mountain.
in deep muck!)
I can Live Joy.
That’s my Christmas wish. That I can somehow ease someone else’s burden.
Until next time, Friends, savor the flavor of life!
Lots of love and PEACE and HOPE, The City Farmgirl, Rebekah