Rain Rain GO AWAY!

Though rain is something our strawbs need, it would be GRAND if it would rain at night when we are sleeping.
It's freezing around here and there's not a whole lot we can do outside, so we're stuck inside again. Yesterday we planted a hundred or so, but then my fingers couldn't take it any longer, so we called it quits. It would good though, because we got some other necessary things done that required going to town. It took most of the afternoon and the sky somewhat cleared up, so we checked-up on our plants. The new field is pretty tough, causing a not so great planting job by the planter so we went through and covered them. James was a little concerned for the first few rows' survival rate so we gave them some loving water to eat up! Around sunset the wind picked up and I WAS COLD AGAIN! We headed for the indoors and just talked. : )
I remember a concern I once had about living with his grandma (Lois). I laugh now, because God sure has a sense of humor. I was once concerned that I wouldn't get home until 9:30-10 and she would be fast asleep. Half of that is true, I DO get home that late..but grams is still awake watching TV AND as talkative as ever. I was also concerned that as she was fast asleep I would need to shower and she would wake up to the water running. HA, yet another joke. I go to bed at least an hour before this wild one and I AM the one who will hear her in the bathroom, sometimes. God is good, that all I have to say about that!
We're cleaning again today, I should be helping the dish cleaner now, (James) but I snuck on here when he was getting ready! Just to clarify, the lifestyle around here isn't exactly "normal", but it's what it is and the dishes I speak of aren't from just us. If James doesn't clean around here...no one does. Not Dad, not Nathan (brother)...so to say the least, there's a build up. AND THOUGH some would be embarrassed,to be in the house or to even write about it, I love James and he's been trying to keep this house clean by himself for far too long. Ha, it kinda makes me laugh because his dad will come in after we've been cleaning and he will say, "Now, where can I find a fork?" hahaha, makes me laugh, if only you could hear him say it. To say the least, we've done a little organizing and we're making some progress, putting things where they belong and making sure others do as well. It's different, yes, but I know God doesn't call his people to live a life of comfort. Sometimes I do feel uncomfortable, but He's my source of comfort and I love it! I'm growing and experiencing something different, allowing God to show me things he wouldn't have been able to show otherwise. Simply put, I am thankful, regaurdless of the circumstances, I am thankful!
Okay, I've been busted...

I'll leave you with something to think about:

Would you go into a place that was completely opposite to what you're used to, a place that isn't your normal lifestyle, would you go into that place as God would? Loving, accepting, and caring... or would you look down upon them, judge them, and not even enter their place they call home?