There isn't a lot of rural life left. What will become of us now that communism is replacing freedom? Now that American culture has been eradicated into a minority due to mass migration from third worlds? How can we sustain the debt, the destruction and despair? It is a spiritual war. Liberty and Christianity have been replaced by lawlessness and police state tyranny and financial slavery. Same story, different century.
But, back to rural life. I learn truth not just from the Word of God but from living in nature. There is truth and there is deception and lies. I learn quietly from sitting on a porch swing, from riding my horse, from clearing a garden patch, from weeds and seasons and chickens and barn cats and nesting ravens, a warm cherry tomato and my sewing machine and from watching my grandchildren grow. We communicate from the past to the present via skype. My world meets theirs in an invisible zone.
From here I can participate in the seasons. From here I can join in with God's plans. From here I wonder what will happen next in the ever clashing human jungle. From here I am blessed not to be noticed. From here I perch with the wildlife and watch.
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