There have been times when I've lost my faith.
Then there are times when I've had my faith.
Right now I'm in a place where faith is very important to me.
In one way or another...
Rather than take the religious route I've chosen to do something else. This is even after I took a road trip Sunday to take pictures of a lovely old country church. I went even further out into a remote area and walked my dogs then proceeded to get my truck stuck in a large snowbank. Mind you, this is a very remote area, no houses, no people, just wilderness. Which I enjoy being out in, on most occassions anyway.
It was 5:30 pm when this happened. I was miles away from a well traveled road and it was going to be dark in 75 minutes. There was no cell phone service. I assessed my situation and decided the best course was for me and the dogs to start booking it as fast as we could to the closest road that might have some traffic and would also be the closest route to any place where there might be people to help me. I was dressed in winter hiking gear so that was good. But the weather changed from the time I left home; it was cloudy, quite windy and misting. The wind was at my back so that helped a lot.
My 2 dogs are used to going with me but the one is just a little 11 pound Bichon. The other is an older English Setter. I wasn't concerned about him as much as I was about the little one, Rosie. She was going to get tired. And I was going to have to carry her. The added weight was going to slow me down and time was of the essence. I knew of a warming ski cabin that the county has at a trail head and I headed that way hoping there were some stragglers still out cross country skiing. After that, if no one was there my next place to head for was a local ski hill, about 6 miles from where I was stuck.
We jogged and walked off and on, trying to go as fast as we could on the icy road. I kept checking my watch to see how much daylight I had left. Temps were forecast for 19* that night. I wasn't looking forward to that at all and figured if it came to that we'd hole up in the warming cabin til daybreak. At least we'd be warm.
Someone was watching over me that day because lo and behold a truck came along with 2 guys that were headed out to go rabbit hunting. They had just picked up their 2 boys who'd been skiing. They told me there was no one at the ski cabin, I was less than a 1/2 mile from reaching it when they stopped. I told them what happend and they gave me and the dogs a lift back to my truck. They had a chain and got me out.
I was grateful and thankful.
Do I have faith?
Yes.
It's a 26 mile drive back to my house and I met 1 other vehicle all that way. It was almost dark when I got home. I was very very lucky.
I digress...sorry.
My pic for this week. Something I took in my yard before I left that day.
I have faith that my Clematis will bloom again. But with this variety, I have to wait until August.
And I seriously have faith that someone was wathcing over me last Sunday, maybe even sitting on my shoulder. :)
Please click the pic (it's really quite beautiful), I am unable to enlarge it this week.
Go blogger...