Monday, January 14, 2013

Apology Tour


As I fried up a big breakfast this morning {red potatoes with onions, and scrambled home-laid eggs smothered with Cheddar and Feta cheese, dotted with green pepper, along with our home-grown bacon and fresh Amish-gifted wholewheat bread}, I smiled looking at the dozen or so frozen sled dog harnesses thawing over the woodstove in our 15 x 20 cabin.  Yes, our life isn’t ordinary.  

But it is good.

For years, upon the arrival of tour guests from literally all over the world, I would shrink and raise a pointed finger with hesitation when asked, “So, do you live near here?  to which I would point to our cabin, adjacent to the dog yard to the North.  Then, as expected, I would hear “…Huh…really…?”

Upon hearing their response, I always felt I would have to bolster up my living situation, making it appear larger than it was.  Yes, I fell victim to the ever present “apology tour”.

But something changed over the years.  As the small cabin got older, I aged with wisdom.  This was my home.  But was it?  My true home isn’t on this earth.  

Now, when folks ask, as they always do…I say with pride “Yep, that’s our cabin over there.”   

I still get the “…Huh…really…?” but I smile; for I know my treasures aren’t stored up on earth, they await me in heaven.

Matthew 6:20  
"Store your treasures in heaven, where moths and rust cannot destroy, and thieves do not break in and steal."

Blessings to all, until next time, Lord willing ~

P.S.  We've been very busy with our dog sledding tour business since Christmas.  However, I'll check in as much as possible, dear friends.