*And I absolutely h.a.t.e. it.
In the Fall and Summer it is dry and dusty.
And in the Winter and Spring it is muddy, wet, and nasty.
Each property owner is supposed to maintain their portion of the road and only some do.
For more than twenty years I lived in the city or suburbia.
No dirt or gravel roads.
No messy potholes, or muddy, flooded, low places.
No filthy, mucky, dusty cars.
No scraping washouts after heavy rains.
It has been a learning curve that I have not liked.
A day or two after Christmas our road was particularly nasty, and wet, and I was grumbling, and cursing it more than usual. But when I pulled into our driveway I stopped to look at the baby lambs that had just been born.
We had been so excited when the first babies were born, especially since the first one was born on Christmas Eve.
They were so clean, and white, and tiny, and adorable, that I forgot that abominable road.
I sat there watching them run and jump and thought about my nephew's reaction to the lambs.
He had been so ecstatic to see them and had said to his mom 'it will take me a long time to get over that'.
Of course, I think he is the most adorable five year old I know and I was chuckling at the memory.
And at that moment I felt the Lord was telling me that without the nasty, bumpy, frustrating, journey, I wouldn't be right where I was.
Don't you love those sweet moments when you know He is speaking to your heart and it's in such a magnificently sweet and wonder filled way?
The road I hated so much had brought me to this beautiful place where I could see something amazing.
I know you could see lambs in other places.
Places that don't have roads as nasty as ours.
But it wasn't just the lambs.
It was so many things that the Cabin is to us.
It is a place of rest and comfort.
A place of peace and safety.
A place of joy and family.
A place where we have seen so much of God's creation and goodness.
A gathering place and a porch sitting place.
And we have to travel that despised road to get here.
Oh, I still curse the mud holes and ruts in our road, but now I also think of the blessings and surprises at the end of my journey.
