Let us exult in our sufferings and rejoice in our hardships, knowing that hardship (distress, pressure, trouble) produces patient endurance; and endurance, proven character (spiritual maturity); and proven character, hope and confident assurance [of eternal salvation]. (Romans 5:3-4 AMP)
Gene and I enjoy the cabin for different reasons.
He goes to work. He mows in the summer and shovels snow in the winter. He tinkers with maintenance jobs. But mostly, he either hunts or checks his trail cams depending of the time of year. Regardless, he spends a good part of his time traipsing around in thigh-high brush, searching for signs of deer and bear, and breathing the fresh mountain air.
This trip appears no different. He departs from the cabin about 5:00 a.m., leaving Hunter and me still sound asleep.
I awake about two hours later, pour myself a cup of coffee, and start typing away, content to have the cabin to myself.
Hunter raises an eyebrow, nestles deeper into the couch, and dreams on.
I finish my synopsis about 9:15 as the truck roars in the lane. Hunter jumps off the couch and, in anticipation of his favorite human’s entrance, stands at the door, trying desperately to wag his crooked, stubby tail.
Gene enters all grins and hands me the cards from his trail cams. “I got some beautiful pictures. We’ll look at them after breakfast.”
I follow him to the door.
He steps outside and says, “Oh my word!”
I step out and gasp, not once, but twice. Once for each flat tire on the passenger’s side of the truck. We quietly proceed around the other side and breathe a sigh of relief. Two flat tires are enough for one trip.
Gene stands in front of the truck, moves slowly around it, accessing and obviously praying.
I stand to the side and pray.
Everyone in the other cabins has gone on a four-wheeler trail ride. Gene walks up the road to the landowner’s house. He returns in another truck and explains the landowner’s wife is willing to take us to the garage to get tires. He wants me to go along—so much for writing.
If you’ve ever been in northern PA, you know the towns are few and far between, and businesses are even more scarce.
About 30 minutes or so later, we arrive at the garage. Gene discusses the options and decides to get four new tires since the dealer gives us a good bargain. Plus, we need new tires anyway, no sense in buying used then coming home and buying new.
We get back to the cabin about 1:40. Gene changes the tires and makes supper. Who needs breakfast? Nevertheless, Gene passes his test on patience with flying colors.
By bedtime, I complete my synopsis, a Bible study lesson I’m writing, and half of the bear painting above.
All is well, until around 2:00 a.m. when Hunter barks and growls at something outside. I’ll tell you about that next time.
How about you? How have you managed your latest surprise?
See you in a twinkling,
Brenda K. Hendricks