There are times when I am overly blessed by my husband, this event is one of those times. I drive in with my husband on his way to work. Often it is every other day. It is about twenty eight miles into town from where the house is located. It is always dark for the journey. When we first moved out into the woods I did not come to and fro with my husband but as we adjusted our budget we found if we car pooled we had more funds to work on our Huge Tiny House. Our budget has to be finessed as every step to be able to move forward. I have mentioned in quite a few blogs just how little we have to work with. I mention this because it is doubtful I would have ever known of this habit my husband has developed without the necessity of my travelling with him on the days he goes into town.
The first couple of times I did so I was completely surprised by his epithet as we sped into town. It was close to 3:30 AM and I had dozed off for getting up at such an early time was difficult for me to adjust to quickly. I kept getting annoyed at him for waking me up. Each of these first few days I kept missing what he was seeing.
Finally one morning, I managed to stay awake as we neared this moment in his drive. To my great pleasure and obviously his, my husband trumpeted his call. On the side of the road there was a cross made out of Christmas lights gleaming on the side of the house.
Just those two simple words each day at around 3:30AM and the sound of them makes my heart warm in delight.
Ultimately the greater blessings are one, the owners of the house offering this simple joy to each person that drives by on their way into Spokane. The second blessing is the images reminder of just where all our greater blessings come through, the sacrifice Jesus gave us on the cross.
The only way you can see them the cross is by going south on 291 below Big Sandy which is the great hill below the High School and Rosauers in Suncrest (Lake Spokane). When you head into town from Suncrest to Spokane and it is after dark you can glance to the right and see this sweet cross.
Now I know, each morning my husband drives by heading to work, each morning he salutes the cross with his enthusiastic expletive in the form of his oath-like praise. A soft smile covers his face each morning as he goes by.
This may not mean much to others but my husband is a quiet fella who rarely if ever speaks out loud about God, but through this cross my husband had learned not only to shout out about God but he also began an everyday prayer because of the reminder. He prays for our neighbors, he prays for every stranger, he prays for the deer and turkeys along our path a we drive along. He prays about my writing and that people are blesses by my efforts and he asks for God to bless Jesus. He is blessed through this daily effort and I in the ripples that are created from his prayers am richly rewarded in his attention to them.
I love poetry but I’m not great at the form but I do like to try anyway, I am much better at regular writing, which you can see in my blogs and the first of several published Christian books. Below is my poetic acknowledgement to the wonderful people who live in that house.
Amen Bro
A man drives forth,
his way long paved,
the night at times cold or warm,
The passage not the point,
the end of which instigates his work day.
Insignificant but for a view along the way.
The cross it gleams upon the house, in passing,
He yells the heading of this piece each day.
The quiet house does not respond,
Yet speaks volumes through its twinkling array.
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Now if that was the only way we have been blessed that would be more than enough. However, for the last week or two we have slowed down in an attempt to get the homeowners address so we could send them a note in appreciation. No luck, either there was someone tailing us close or as we drove slowly by we could not see any numbers on their house.
Finally with hope I went to the facebook page “Nine Mile Falls WA Community Awareness Association” and posted a note about our pleasure and appreciation as well as the hope we could find the address of these wonderful people. Again, we were blessed as I left facebook for the day we found out dozens of other people have been blessed as well. It is such a great joy to know just how many like-minded people live in the area where we reside.
For those of you who don’t do facebook one of the interactive items of using facebook is you can like a post. This might not mean much but you can tell how a post affects others. In this case, the last time I checked there were 104 likes as well as many thankful and appreciative comments. The average person who actually interacts on facebook is actually one per thousand, so the facebook guru’s say. This interaction on this particular post tells us so much about where we live.
We finally have the address, and we have sent along a little thank you note for we feel a strong pull to let them know how they have affected us in such a positive way.
And thank you dear neighbors all of you for being our neighbors.
You are treasures in a world that seems to struggle nowadays in its love.
Bless you.
(Photo did not turn out I will try again later this week.)
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She is also the co-author of Dinner With Cecile And William, a cookbook, she has another set of cookbooks on the way, called 365 A Sandwich A Day Keeps The Hunger Away Vol 1 and 2
A recent article on Cecile and her art is in WTF Fashion Magazine on page 22, although she recommends you check out the whole magazine. It is unique and artsy.
