I’ve just been back a few days since my 3 weeks “Up North at our cabin. I knew it would not be a “relaxing” vacation, but a working one. I had planned to power wash, stain (two coats) and put one coat of a gloss finish on it, and begin the process of chinking between the logs before I left.
The materials I needed came on that first Tuesday morning, but the water tank for power washing came late in the day. My plan was to start on Wednesday morning–but Wednesday morning it was raining, so I started on Thursday instead.
Without going into all the boring details, I lost track of how many times I was up and down ladders, and moving them. 28 foot ladders aren’t as light as they used to seem.
Sue came up that first Saturday, while I was power washing. Because we have a log cabin, there are gaps between the logs. I spent a lot of time moping up the inside every time I rinsed the logs.
My friend Ron and his youngest son Bjorn, came up on Tuesday. I grew up with Ron, and he is the only friend I have stayed in contact with from my Jr. High, and High School days. We also attended the same college and seminary together. They live in the Kansas City area, but he has a daughter in St. Paul.
Sue, Ron and Bjorn, were a wonderful help, and by the time they (Ron and Bjorn) left on Friday noon, we had 1 coat all around-except for the window trim, which was going to be a different color.
Erica and Jerry came up on Friday night, and we worked on Saturday to get a door on the “biff” and when it quit raining, we began the second coat of stain.
When they all left, Sunday noon, it was very quiet around the cabin. I still had a lot to do, but now I was all alone to do it.
One of the things about our cabin is that it is a “dry” cabin. We don’t have a well, or running water. We share a community well about a quarter mile away. Two to three times every day, I would make that trek to the well, to draw water. That experience really got me thinking about how many people around the world, walk 5 miles and more to a muddy river to get their water for drinking, cooking and whatever else they need it for. Our water is great tasting water.
At the end of the day–when I was too tired to go on, I would stop and make something for supper; go over to my friends cabin for a shower, and come back to our little cabin in the woods. When it didn’t rain, I would make a fire in the fire circle and just sit there and look at the fire, until the darkness moved in, and I could see Vega overhead, and then Deneb and Altair-the “summer triangle” of stars.
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Although my body is weary after physical labor for three weeks, I have so much for which to be grateful. Most importantly, I was reminded again and again, that God is good, and God’s love endures forever.
Grace and Peace,
PK