Wednesday, December 26, 2007

Contemporary Pioneers

Time has a way of marching on; no matter your circumstances, what you have planned, or what life seems to offer. In many ways it seems like Thanksgiving through Christmas has been slow, but when I think about all that we squeezed in to that span of time I am in awe.

So now that the holidays are behind us it puts our hearts on to more ordinary things again. Homework, housework, hospitality, and oh yes a baby is on the way in a matter of weeks. I laid in my bed later than usual today, with my door closed, listening to the Nerf gun war that ensued up and down the stairs between the boys. I had pulled out a book that I have been reading called "Skookum". It is about an Oregon family that were pioneers. It's from a woman's point of view, and as I let my mind drift across the pages of her life I thought about my own life. How much easier we have it compared to them, but yet how complicated we have made our lives instead.

I decided that I had to move on with my day. I was thinking about how lazy I was compared to them. Rarely, if ever, did the women of those times stay in bed and read a book leisurely; no there was always too much to do. If they didn't do those daily things their life would be in jeopardy, and their would be nothing to eat or drink for all. This is when I heard a tiny rapping on my door that was most decidedly Roman and I tossed back my covers, gently laid down my book, and went to the door. He quickly raced in to my freshly opened door in fear that he would be denied again. I giggled at his persistence and his superior need to be WITH me. Therefore, I decided that even though I don't live in the day of pioneers my labor is still important and needing to be pounced upon, and their was no time like the present.

7 comments:

Cherrie said...

I so would not of survived in the pioneer days. I admire all that they did. But your right we put many other things on our plate. So in a sense we are just as busy but in other ways. Hope you have a Happy New Year. Love ya and miss you lots.

Sis. Lori P. said...

Hi! Welcome back from your trip and it's good to read your posts again. Yes, I agree we've got it so easy here...convenience stores to get our milk from, no tramping out in the snow and ice to feed those cows. Have you ever read how women back then had to grow the flax to make the linen to spin for thread to weave the cloth to sew their clothes by hand? Wow, how important that one dress you had to wear would become!

We've all been very heavy hearted here with our little sister so sick. If anyone from your body of brethren feels to visit us down here, I know it would comfort the Hansens and all of our brethren here so much. Words can't tell how sick she is and how much she needs our prayers. And how much the Hansens need God's grace to care for their daughter...

Lori said...

I think it's time for a prego picture so we can see how far along you are!! :-)

Trina said...

Cherrie:
I think I would have like the pioneer days to some degree, but I sure like living in the year 2000 too! hehehe Miss you too!!

Sis. Lori: Yes that ONE dress would have been all important for sure! We are incredibly spoiled!

Lori: Ohhh the dreaded fat/pregnancy photo...hahaha I will see what I can doooooooo...*ugh*

Trina said...

Sis. Lori: Den and I would love to come down to see her. We have been praying like crazy for her and their family, and I am sincere when I say that. We have been meaning to come down, so soon, I hope.

Mrs.Martin said...

Ya, you posted again! I think I read that book Trina when I lived in Oregon. Very interesting book. Funny how we picked the same bio off the shelf.

However, rest when you can, even after reading her diligent book. Don't let it make you feel guilty. I know you.LoL

Post pics of Disneyland too!

meNmykids said...

I'm a big baby, when I think of the pioneer ladies I just can't be indignent about what is expected of me. You would have made an awesome pioneer and are one now in your own way. (big family, homeschool, new assembly) Try to measure yourself against yourself not others.