Saturday, August 27, 2011

woodpile

(via Heather @ Pintrest)
i drove by my parents' farm this morning to pick something up from my dad.

took a little wander down to the pole barn-slash-woodshed to check on my numerous kitties. when i moved out, they stayed behind. my daddy has discovered that he actually loves cats, and takes very good care of them for me.

at first glance, the barn was entirely empty

save for the woodpile 
and a few bits of machinery

and then i saw the ears. 

two tiny, fuzzy points sticking up from a small pile of wood

perched above a pair of wide golden eyes and a innocent little pink nose.

it was a stray kitten. scared to death. i could see it shaking. 

i could almost hear its thoughts as it stared right at me. 

please don't notice me. 
go away.
please don't see me. 

slowly, i turned to go. 

little kitty bolted. break-neck speed toward another woodpile, in which it hid. 

i am that little kitten.

doing my best to blend into the woodwork, begging all my fears
(via Natalie @ Pintrest)

please don't see me. 
go away.
just let me hide. 

and then, for whatever reason, i break cover and run as fast as i can. i'm too scared to just wait for the scary thing to turn and leave me alone. 

i get a burst of courage. and i run to safety. 

for a kittycat, it's a woodpile.

for me

it's a wooden cross.



prematurely linking up with The Wellspring.
perhaps not a playdate per se, but oh what joy . 
 

13 comments:

  1. Wow... chills. Really great post!

    xx,
    Bleah

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  2. oh. oh, oh, oh. beautiful post. so beautifully put!

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  3. ahhh.
    you put it so well.
    such a story...made for tucking into our hearts.

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  4. That is so beautiful. Your love for Christ just bubbles through your every post! This is like my top encouragement blog. Keep it up, Rachel!

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  5. Oh goodness Rachel: the analogy is fantastic! What a writer you are! And an inspiration! "What time I am afraid, I will trust in thee" has been the verse running through my head today, and this just put it back in mind! Thank you!

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  6. *chills down my spine* So true. So, so, so true.

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  7. Love this! Joining you from Playdates at the Wellspring! Glad I did. Beautiful writing. So much power in that Cross.

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  8. wow.. beautiful.. praise Jesus for that wooden cross! glory

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  9. This was just loverly {my new favorite word}! I love how you get inspiration from your everyday life. Like Bleah said, this gave me chills. I almost felt like I was there. Almost like I was the kitty cat. That was just spectacular. Great post, Rachel :))
    -Jocee <3

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I look at you and see all the ways a soul can bruise, and I wish I could sink my hands into your flesh and light lanterns along your spine so you know there's nothing but light when I see you. :: Shinji Moon