Monday, February 09, 2009

Working for the next day

Snow drifts

I’m back in Aroostook County, Maine, at least temporarily. It still feels like home up here, although, unfortunately not mine. Four feet of snow lies on the ground and I’ve been snowshoeing every day for at least a mile with the wolf-dog who is about half-mine. There’s something about the snow that is both hopeful and melancholy, especially when one is floundering about in chest-deep drifts.

Still, snowshoeing may be my winter sport, I have discovered. It is exhilarating, and brutal, and hard enough work that I stay warm even when it’s eight degrees out. My broken trail is an arrow straight toward belonging, the crunchy snow like movie-set styrofoam. The worst part is that my wolf, after my all-too-many disappearances from the County, no longer trusts me. He keeps disappearing into the forest to chase moose. No amount of bologna brings him back to my side.

I’m sitting before the wood stove on the unfinished steps, my circa-seventies pot atop the rusted burner. It’s a remnant of my long-lost Chicago life, filled with a leftover combination of Thai curry and minestrone. The menu was not my choosing, but my chef insists on the delicacy of fusion cuisine. My butt is cold, but the rest of me is toasty. The sky is the palest blue, and water drips off the eaves. It’s been warm today, above freezing.

Jesus feels distant, even on Sunday. I have begun to resolve to accept God’s help unflindg my life, even as agnostic as my faith in God has become. I do accept His help, if He has any help to give, but my faith remains hesitant, nebulous. The hymn goes “turn your eyes upon Jesus,” but how? It all seems overly metaphorical. How can I turn my eyes towards something that’s not even there?


Anonymous said...

Dust off your Bible and immerse yourself in the living Word. Hope still rings out. Lay your doubts at his feet. I'm praying for you. Job 11:16-18

Melissa said...

Thanks for the prayers--they are always appreciated. Job 11:16-18, for those who want to know, reads, "You will forget your misery; you will remember it as waters that have passed away. And your life will be brighter than the noonday; its darkness will be like the morning. And you will have confidence, because there is hope; you will be protected and take your rest in safety."

I love this passage, and Job is probably my favorite book in the Bible, but I always have confusing theological questions about it. Isn't this quote from Zophar the Naamathite, one of those who is reviled by God at the end of the book? I never know how much I can trust these verses. Still, the sentiment rings true.

Anonymous said...

butThank HIM daily for the gift of another day of life here on HIS good earth! HIS eye is on the sparrow and I know HE watches me.
S/V Selah

Anonymous said...

Burn in hell, you'll stay warmer.