Thursday, February 02, 2012
Of One More Dream
So somehow I lost my copy of Laura Ingalls Wilder's, By The Shores of Silver Lake, either while at the farm or during the great Book Purge of 2007 ("I can always check it out from the library."). Ha! I adore that book. It's one that I neeed to have near me in case an overwhelming desire to read it descends upon me.
Well, with the Amazon gift card Tom gave me I ordered another copy and it finally arrived yesterday, a beautiful collector's color edition for just 1 penny (not including shipping). Oh wow, I devoured it. Devoured. It. All in one day I reread this treasure probably for the 19th time. That Laura! She could certainly resurrect her whole family like nobody else--suddenly they all come alive again and it's 1879 inside your heart and head and you're in DeSmet, SD in its earliest days.
You know how many Christians would love to visit The Holy Land, to walk where Jesus walked and all that? Well, (now hang in there with me, kindly), I don't really, exactly, uh, wish to go there. See--to me--Jesus is here walking around Western New York. He's walking around my very room upstairs here because that's how real He is to me. In other words, I'm already walking where He walked. Where He's still walking, even.
(That is so truthfully how I feel. I hope it upsets no one.)
No, after having done just about everything I've ever truly wanted to do in this world, having seen myriad dreams come true, I have just one other place I'd like to go someday: De Smet, SD. I'd like to see the surveyors' house and the site of the Ingalls' first homestead and the home Pa built for his family in town. I'd like to walk where the Ingalls walked, and hey, they never walked around Western New York. Oh, Pa was born in nearby Cuba, NY, and Tom and I did visit there and that was cool! And I've gone to Malone, NY, twice and walking through Almanzo's childhood home was beyond incredible! (Gave me shivers.)
But still.... Visiting De Smet would be awesome. For years I've seen photos galore of the houses there and read about the yearly festivities, but someday I'd like to see it all for myself. To walk where the Ingalls walked so long ago.
And you know? I believe that if God wants that for me, too, then it will happen. And I also believe if I never get to go, I'll still die a very happy woman. God has given me one amazing life, indeed, and even now I live beside my own shores of a'Silver Lake' just down the street inside a cottage that's almost magical. But always He will be the most amazing part of this life--and as long as I have Him--I will be one contented, blessed woman. With or without a tour of De Smet.
These wedding photos were so hilarious I laughed until I nearly cried.
"Delight yourself in the Lord and he will give you the desires of your heart." ... Psalm 37:4