Living Above Neutral

Will you join me in an experiment? I will answer the question: What was I doing 10/20/30 years ago...Then, you answer this question on your blog or here in the comments section. Tag as many other bloggers as possible & have them link back to http://www.relevantblog.blogspot.com/ (Mary DeMuth) who started this little social experiment!

Here we go:

10 years ago: I lived in Moscow, Russia. In Russia, I experienced darkness. The missing sun on a winter's day when inky midnight grabs the light away at four in the afternoon is one kind of darkness. The death of dignity when people created in God's image are reduced to scrabbling for the top of the human heap is another kind of darkness. In Russia, I understood for the first time what a gift our puritan roots bestows on each of us in America. We live in a country where a single human life matters. Sure, the fingers of darkness creep across our sky, but we still have vestiges of light. We still careflight people on helicopters to hospitals. We fight to save trapped miners, abused children and cancer victims. At a basic level, we still care...about a single human life.

20 years ago: I lived in Orlando, Florida. My father was unemployed, our house gone. We borrowed a vehicle and lived in it. I read recently that only 5% of the U.S. population has ever been hungry because they lack money to buy food. Well, we made the five-percent! But, God proved Himself faithful. He always met us at our need. Like Elijah, He led us to the brook (Westwood Chapel) and the ravens fed us. Words fail to convey my gratitude for my experiences at the brook. Poverty doesn't frighten me...because I know my God can and will supply all my needs.

30 years ago: I moved to the country. I discovered God in the world He created. I heard His joy in the bubbling brook. I experienced His humor in the silly antics of the skimming water beetles. I sensed His gentleness in the baby mockingbirds. I knew His protection from angry bulls, threatening cotton-mouths and deadly black widows. I relive those moments with my children and relish seeing the world through their fresh eyes, the way it looked when I was eight and living in the country.