Grateful for my wonderful friend and neighbor (and sweet Clyde) 🐾
It had seemed like a long day, yet it was only 2pm on a Sunday afternoon. Online church was over and I had moved Hannah to her medical stroller and was heading to the living room. I looked south across the field of corn sprouting up. Perfect rows being grown in just the right soil type. I hadn't given much thought to what our Indiana soil was made of and couldn't answer when my Alabama uncle asked recently. With a little Google search, however, I now know it's a balanced mix of sand, silt and clay. We only needed to be patient and wait on the rain. It's neat to ponder how God provides, even in nature, exactly what is needed at the perfect time.
With Andy in the house with Hannah, I step out to water the plants on the deck. I fill the birdbaths and wind the hose back up. What next? I looked at the little red hotrod golf cart in our driveway and the freshly mowed path that led to my sweet neighbor's house. It was just what I needed. I stepped back in the house, "Hey, keep an eye on Hannah, I'm going over to Pat's for a quick visit." Giving them each a kiss, I couldn't help but smile as I hopped on the cart and pushed the pedal. I had my phone with me so I could be reached if they needed me. It literally took a minute to get there.
A surprised, but welcome smile, greeted me when I arrived. I always enjoy whenever I get to visit. Besides hugs and good conversation, I get to see their sweet Boxer named Clyde. He seemed especially happy to see me and gave me a warm welcome along with canine kisses. Pat showed me her garden and her beautiful flowers in her yard before going inside. I love their farmhouse and feeling right at home. It was nice to sit on the sunny front porch and watch the variety of birds at her feeders. I could also see the new neighbor's horses, just across the road, playing in the pasture.
We catch up with how our families are doing (i.e. work, play and Life) and our conversations always lead us to talking about our Heavenly Father, Jesus, and Heaven. We both agree how wonderful that day will be when we take our last breath here and step into Paradise for eternity with our Creator. I feel my four-legged friend has settled down by my feet under the table and is softly snoring. I feel so grateful for the fact that God brought me and this sweet neighbor together so many years ago, now.
I think how very blessed to be Hannah's Mom, but honestly, there are sometimes I pray for someone to show that they care and step into our life, even for just a moment. Day-to-day struggles can wear you down, physically, emotionally, and spiritually. Many times over the years, God has worked through Pat. Out of the blue, but on God's cue, she pops in to say hello, or calls or texts a message.
As I left on the golf cart that sunny Sunday afternoon, heading back down our special "Path to Friendship," I realized how much God continues to put good things in our lives at just the right moment. I love our simple life here in the Corn Rows and feel very blessed for my neighbor. I have learned you don't have to look far to find Joy.
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