AFFIRMATIONS DIVINE

So what do clouds affirm?

Clouds, yes, I’ve always noticed them,  loved them, thought a lot about them, from a distance, and sometimes got a literal high, from being right in the middle of them.  (wink, wink, being on airplanes and mountains and such as that)

These clouds were shot from a moving distance.  Yes, I actually hung myself out of the window and shot this picture, from a moving truck, because we couldn’t stop for these clouds, and I knew they weren’t stopping for us.

We couldn’t stop because we were pulling this.

This is our new humble abode.  A 36 foot travel trailer (Mike told me to start calling it a R.V.) anyway, a trailer by any other name, is still a trailer, to my way of thinking, but back to the clouds.

In the past 3 weeks, I’ve gone from San Francisco, to Sacramento, to Grand Junction, to Gypsum, to Denver.  Then I’ve turned back around and gone back to Gypsum, Grand Junction, Cedar River, and then 3 days in L.A., and finally back to Sacramento.  Wow.  Along the way, I saw a lot of clouds.  There was a little rain too, some of it running right down my cheeks.

When we landed in L.A., it was for Mike to take an important test.  All about tanks, and air pressure and explosions and all that.  Since Mike is smart, I’m not too worried about him passing, plus a lot of people were praying for him.  When he told his boss that people were praying for him, his boss replied, “God doesn’t take tests.”

Well the boss got  that one right.   God might not take tests, but he sure does dole them out, and Mike was  not the only one being given a test.  My test, should I decide to take it, is to live in this trailer, oops I mean R.V. for the next few months or years, in other words, indefinitely.  (which to a dramatic person, seems like forever)

My good friend, Brenda Poe, suggested that I blog about the trailer.  “I don’t want to admit it”, was my instant response.  Then I remembered.  In order to get help, we must first admit, before God and mankind, we have a problem.

O.k., I admit it, I have a 36′ problem.  For some reason, God always gives me the big problems.  Coincidentally, my favorite fruit, is lemons, and I’m not even kidding.

Ergo, the cloudy blog.  Herein lies the conflict, I really do like clouds, I’ve just ALWAYS, disliked trailers.  When I prayed for God to give my husband a job he would really love, I didn’t know that meant he would get a fabulous raise, and then I would get to live in a trailer.  Did God forget about my claustrophobia?

But God does not take tests, he just gives them, and I’ve had a lot of retakes in my life.  For heavens sake, I’m 53, and I should have passed  some of these basic tests by now.  But I digress.  If a picture is worth a thousand words then I’ll share a picture from the R.V. park we stayed in outside of  Los Angeles.

Swans swimming in pine bark.

But perhaps, this next picture brings the point home more clearly.

Even this does not get my happy husband down in the dumps.

For those of you who think I’m spoiled, and ungrateful, I apologize.  You might even be right, about  the spoiled part.

When I travel down the highway of life, and for me that’s literal, at this point, I really do have to pinch myself.  Never did I dream our world with all of it’s mountains, and rocks, and creatures, and terrain, was actually this beautiful.   Furthermore, a year ago at this time, I would have never believed I would be traveling all over the west coast, getting to take pictures of all this beauty.  For this I thank God.

As for the trailer, the extended stays, the airplane flights, and all that goes with living out of a suitcase, well, I’m just going to have to keep studying, and eventually, I’ll pass this test, too, with flying colors.  Until then, I’ll keep looking up, and shooting pictures , of all these clouds and remember something about a silver lining, and an affirmation-divine.

P.S.  Mike just called and said we’re headed to Portland.  Who knows?  It might be true.  Guess it’s a good thing our house has wheels.

More Clouds.