Wendell W. Price said this:
“There are many activities I must cut out simply because I desire to excel in my pursuit after God and holiness.”
This describes my living deeper into simplicity and solitude. Berean Bush Living.
{At the Bear's Den...}
In the Book of Acts
17:11, it is stated that the Berean’s looked deeper into God’s Word
(scripture). I want that…
For me, it boils down to small cabin living. Essential living only. Lots of quiet time – no outside stimuli such as TV, radio, computers, or Smart phones. {I still have a radio, but that is “wearing thin” also, and will soon be the last to go.}
Nope, just my Bible and books. And what is needed to continue my card (snail mail) ministry that has become so important to me. {And hopefully others…}
This past April, I spent my first night in my 10-acre wood. Despite going to sleep hearing the crackle of a wood fire, I awoke to seeing my breath. April still holds onto winter on the 45th Parallel. So does May…June...
The mornings are beautiful. I’m awakened by increasing light, accompanied by melodic bird songs. I start the small woodstove to perk coffee and make breakfast (oatmeal, dotted with granola given to me by a friend who makes it and sells it).
While waiting for the camp coffee pot to perk, I turn my devotion toward God’s Word.
The Second Night
I arrived at the cabin after dark, thankful for the lighting made by flashlight. The cabin is sans (minus) electric or plumbing. I quickly started a fire to take the chill off and then settled down to read before retiring to my bunk. It had been a long day, moving more items into the cabin. Over the years I have made my life very simple with regard to material items. My books will be my greatest bulk, and even those are scaled down to just a very select few. I’m very appreciative for the rustic hand-made bookshelf that newly adorns one wall.
“Lay not up for yourselves treasures upon earth, where moth and rust doth corrupt, and where thieves break through and steal; but lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust doth corrupt , and where thieves do not break through nor steal; for where your treasure is, there will your heart be also.” Matthew 6:19-21
The cabin living resembles my “normal” living situation for the last 16 years, although this time without electric. Outhouse isn’t as “fancy”, but it is adequate.
Wood is put up for winter already – that is a good feeling. (Thank you “
A new stove also sits, waiting to be swapped out. (Again, thank you “E”.) Heat is good. And wood is something I’m careful not to covet. Oh, how I love a stacked pile of wood.
As I write this in the early a.m., the sun is streaming in. I hear the resident pileated woodpecker knocking out the bugs in a nearby tree. Earlier this morn, before the sun rose over the trees, I heard the gobble of a wild turkey. This is the first year in the last three that I haven’t bought a hunting tag for the Spring season… He has no threat from me. (Did he ever?)
Once I’m settled and get used to the rhythm of the woods, I’ll bring a dog in for the night. Come winter I’ll definitely bring one of the sled dogs. They will enjoy the outing. And the warmth of the woodstove.
Third Morning:
Arrived at dusk last night. Much better. No fire in the woodstove needed. Settled in to read, no clock to limit me.
Woke to the “Tom’s” calling the hens, circling the ten acre wood. Lots of deer tracks (sign). My stand (which is actually a “sit”…) is just steps away through the woods.
My smaller space feels good. Very good. I like tiny cabin living. Just the essentials – know just where everything is. My mind goes to “Temple Grandin” and her “hug” machine. Yes…I am MORE than content to live in an 8 x 10 cabin. It feels like it’s giving me a HUG.
I’ll sign in soon. Lots of wildlife to report! I had a nightly visitor…with 4 legs. Can you guess?
Plus, I had a visitor in the outhouse with NO legs. Can you guess? YIKES!!
Until next time, should the Lord tarry…
Sherry
2 comments:
What a blessed time! 💕
Alli Mosley
Thank you Allison~!!
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