Years ago, when I was caught up in Feng Shui , I painted the doors at the front of our house in a color called Tractor Red. Legend says red exterior doors are auspicious. Over the years, I failed to notice how faded the red had become.
A young man in his mid-30s was hired to help with a seven-week remodel of the entire south wall of our house, inside and out. We have come to know him well and he not only has a tremendous work ethic, but an admirable family ethic and he is blessed with a tremendous personality. Never before have I seen anyone paint an entire wall or door without using masking tape and not get paint where it shouldn’t be. I have now. He volunteered to do things that we hadn’t included in our remodel. For example, out of the blue, he asked if it would be okay to put a fresh coat of paint on my beloved red door. What an amazing transformation that made of not just the door, but the entire room! It makes my heart sing, which is the whole purpose of a red door in the first place. And it must have restored the positive chi the red color is supposed to bring. What makes me say that?
First of all, take a gander at the beautiful picture at the top of my page. My 21-year-old granddaughter, Taylor, took that picture with her cell phone while on a fun outing on a Jeep trail a few days ago. It shows what it looks like when all you see are the tops of these gorgeous mountains from a very high altitude vantage point. It isn’t normally as green as Ireland up there, but we’ve had an unusual amount of rain this year. All I had to do was ask and she was thrilled to have me use it for my blog header. That probably sounds like a simple gesture, but it’s something I’ve been struggling with for quite some time now. I think it is perfect.
Another young man in his early 40s works in a store in an adjacent town, but lives here and often calls or stops by just to visit with us. He recently made a joke about being able to have done our house repair for half the price. He was just kidding because that isn’t what he knows how to do. But we did have another pressing job and he was perfect for it. We needed a large pine tree in our yard cut down after it suddenly died from beetle infestation. He said he’d be here after work at 3:30 on Monday and he was right on time. He worked hard cutting the big tree down, sawing it into the right length for our woodstove, stacking the wood up, cleaning up his mess and piling the excess to the side. At 7:00, he simply said, “Adios!” My husband told him to wait because we needed to pay him and asked how much we owed. His answer was, “I don’t want a dime for doing that. I’m just happy I could help. Have me over for dinner some night.” With that, he drove off. We stood there stunned because this young man works hard and can always use extra money. We certainly didn’t expect him to do that big job for nothing.
My point in writing this is due to all of the horrendous news we see and read daily about the craziness in our world that seems to be escalating into dangerous proportions and more often than not, includes some young person at the helm of destruction. I suppose God wanted to reassure us that the youth of today are actually loving and caring people, the same as we were back in the more innocent 50s and 60s, so he gave us these three perfect illustrations. I remember that fact each and every time I look at my beautiful red door now and think of these three outstanding young people, in their 20s, 30s and 40s, who again restored my faith in humanity.
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