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As I understand it, back in the day when we were an agricultural society, about the only time folk had for a vacation were a couple weeks toward the end of summer during a period called "laying by." not being an ag type, my limited understanding is during this period there's not really anything to do with the crops except exercise some patience and wait for them to mature so they can be harvested.
People would capitalize on this time and load up the wood-burning stove on the wagon and tie up the milk cow to the same wagon and head out to a clearing with water nearby and chill out. Friends and relatives would join them and it would be a grand old time. When a particular spot that especially tickled their fancy was happened upon, they'd return to the spot year after year. While there they would build crude little structures to make life a little simpler while away from home.
You know how it goes, when people gather, eventually a preacher shows up. Over the years folks would build a "brush arbor", made from tree branches. The arbor would serve as a sanctuary, a tabernacle in the wilderness if you will, a place set-apart, consecrated for coming into God's Presence.
And 172 years later, we're still at it. Still removing ourselves from the normal rhythms of our lives to rest and Listen for His still small voice.
And He still speaks...
It is our week of the year when we, by choice, obstain from air-conditioning. And of all weeks the third one in July.
We stand in a long tradition of those who have gone before us, taking a break from routine to focus on family, the blessing of old friends, rest and worship. Oh, and eating. Lots of eating. Oh and sweating. Lots of sweating.
Miss Gracie has figured out this Campmeeting thing. Now move over girl.
After 6.2 miles a guilt-free big breakfast. Followed closely by a big-ole nap.
Here's the gang.
Fireworks later!
Today is my 20th anniversary of running the Peachtree Road Race on July 4th.
A little 10K with 55,000 of my closest friends.
Happy Independence Day everybody.
Isaiah 61: 1 - 3
Fresh corn (shucked, thank you), green beans and squash. It was all in the garden about 30 minutes ago.
Feelin' the love...
