Thursday, 11 June 2009

  • What to do when you're lost...

        I was running over to my sister-in-law’s house today to take her a sample dress.  She is doing some sewing for me and needed to see another dress that was already completed.  I realize that running isn’t highly recommended for people whose vision is 20/800 at best but I was doing it anyway.  However, the route to her house is across our grass runway which is open and flat as runways are supposed to be.  The biggest thing I have to think of tripping on is an ant hill.

        The problem started when I apparently angled west too quickly and found myself in the corn patch.  Now understand that there is a corn patch on the north AND south sides of our runway.  Well when I figured out that I had run into the corn patch I made an abrupt 90 degree turn thinking that I was in the patch on the south side of the runway and this was the quickest way for me to get back on the runway where I could …well…run of course!

        As I parted the stalks of corn that were as tall as I was I started wondering just how in the world I had run so far into the corn before noticing that I was in it.  I glanced around for the big white smear that I knew to be our hangar and the direction I should be heading to get out of this itchy mess.  For some reason there were just more and more rows of corn where I knew there should only be two or so to the edge of the field.  At this point I was totally disoriented so I just looked up and located the trusty sun and headed west, also at this point it finally sank into my foggy cranium that I had been in the north patch so I started crossing rows again this time to the south and was soon back on familiar ground.  Brushing the corn pollen out of my hair I jogged across the landing strip and began squinting at the treeline in order to catch the silhouette of the edge of my brother-in-law’s shop.  I lined myself up with the eastmost end and aimed for the light gap between those two big dark blotches(cedar trees).  I could hear the A/C compressor running at their house so I knew I was headed the right way.  As usual I ran smack into the little pine tree that is growing in the side yard, disentangled myself, backed up and tried a new heading of 10 degrees to the west and went about twenty more feet where I stepped carefully over the railroad tie I knew was there and then angled sharply to the southeast while looking up to find the peak of the roof against the sky.  I know if I get about straight in front of that peak I will feel the metal links of the mat for scraping Mississippi mud off one’s shoes and then I have only to go up the two steps and open the door.

        If you feel lost in the world today-just stop and look up to the Son!  He’ll help you out every time!

     

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