Friday, September 25, 2020

September Open Spaces Vol. 20.9

 

Open Spaces

Vol.: 20.9

By John W. Vander Velden


 


So the summer of 2020 has officially ended. We have been so blessed to have had a string of delightful days of late. And though it remains incredibly dry, the recent days of cooler temperatures have aided in the preservation of greenish grass. But even now the first signs of autumn are appearing. The crops, corn and soybeans are changing. Here and there fall’s presence can be seen in trees as well. Yes, friends the season is changing.

Many will be pleased that we have nearly completed another month. Each of us look forward to turning this pandemic, we are enduring, into a memory. It is hard not to allow COVID-19 to be in our thoughts, yet even now, after the months beneath its shadow, we must remain diligent. Remember that we are all in this together, and if we unite in our actions, perhaps we can eliminate COVID’s threat once and for all. But it will take a UNITED effort, for together we WILL surely stand, but if we are divided success is less certain.

Jackie and I have remained well, which is incredible considering that she works in the public. Let no one tell you differently, masks, hand sanitizers, and frequent hand washing DOES help. For our continued health is proof enough for me.

It is our hope that you and yours have been spared from the harsh effects of COVID. That you have found ways, perhaps new ways, to enjoy the summer now behind us. One thing is for certain these last months will leave memories and stories we will share in the future.

As for us we have taken a few outings, not far, not long. Always using our best efforts in social distancing etc. Even so we have had those moments when our obligations have placed us in groups which left us a bit concerned. Yet we, as I said before, remain spared. But August was a month where tragedy came too often to our little family, and those we care deeply about. We are praying that the rest of 2020 will spare us the pain August gave.

Now for a bit of writing news.

This month I began the first round of revisions of a book length work, tentatively titled House on the Lake’s Shore. You may remember I finished the draft in May and it has been set aside and waiting. Putting things on the back of the shelf is one of the steps I use to turn ideas into publishable materials. I have been working, in the interim, on another book length piece titled Severed Ties. The plan was to put down that project while I revised my primary objective. But you know how plans go. By the end of August the first draft of Severed Ties was so near to completion I continue chipping away at it in small snippets of my writing time.

As for the revision it goes pretty much according to plan. It is a lengthy draft, and to do a thorough job it will take time. My editor has let me know she is anxious to set her teeth into the work. But she understands that with my many obligations it takes me more time than other authors. But 1st revisions are just one of the many steps House on the Lake’s Shore must endure. So my friends be patient as the story moves forward...slowly but surely.

So I see by the word count that I have nearly used my quota for this month’s Open Spaces. Let me close with these few thoughts. As the year winds down, I wish you contentment. Contentment is a greater goal than happiness. For if we are content, happiness will surely follow, but it we continually chase after happiness we will never be content. I pray that God provides you with what you need, for so many are left short of the basics we take for granted.  And lastly, that the Master of the Universe protect and keep you safe in this world that has so many dangers, known and unknown.

Blessings,

John 


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Saturday, September 19, 2020

To Race Onward

To Race Onward

By John W. Vander Velden

 

It was cool yesterday when I pulled down my bicycle and took it out. Most mornings, if I decide the weather’s fit, I take a short ride. The stretch of our road that remains paved is not long, just from one crossroad to the next. I don’t like driving on gravely ways, if I can help it, so it’s just to the cross road and back.

Our road is quite narrow, so I wait until the neighbors have gone to their employment and the school bus has passed, so I have the road for myself. Yes, that makes it safer and I prefer it that way.

It gives me time to focus.

But it was cool yesterday and I began to consider the wildflowers along my way. The tiny daisy like flowers were covered with new buds, a day or more away from bursting into a fresh bloom. You see they and other plants knew that the season was about to change and seemed to be racing onward...to finish this summer’s task.

The length of the days had begun shrinking in June, but now as we pass mid-September minutes of daylight disappear from each day. I miss the swallows that abandoned the farm late August. They knew as well, racing on their wings to warmer places of longer days, even while summer’s heat raged on.

These things remind me that we too, those perceptive to notice, are racing onward. We rush, forward we hope, aware that time, be it daylight or broader, the allotted time of our own days, is not infinite. There are things to do! Important things! Or so we think, and time runs shorter with each sun rise.

I feel that way myself these days. I see ALL the projects I WANT to complete. Birthdays remind, this stack of weary and aching bones that my calendar does not stretch to infinity and beyond. Well it does actually, of that I am confident, God will care for me one day, but my time on the green side of the sod is another matter. It is that quantity of time that concerns me often as I race forward.

And that is how it often feels. When I set my lifelong task of farming aside, I recognized that the NEW challenges, I picked up in its wake, would keep me hopping. And that is good. But I KNOW the list of stories in my head will likely exceed the time God has set aside for my work upon them.

Oh how that once drove me crazy...this feeling that no matter how hard I raced onward I would not...

You get my meaning. But with the completion of Elizabeth’s Journey my second novel I felt I had completed something important. At least important to me, and I hope it was important to you as well. Though I’m not proud enough to think so, perhaps it was even important to God.

Now I have a new mindset, I take on this new writing challenge, House on the Lake’s Shore, The title is tentative folks, and pray each day that I am allowed to finish THIS project. And when it is finished I will begin in earnest on the next. I’ll not, or try not to in any case, concern myself with all the stories waiting in the green room for their own opportunity to slip out of my cranium and onto the page.

So I will race onward in short sprints, even though each feels like it is marathon in length, and not worry about the next track event.

For it will be enough and I thank my God for the opportunity and the time He has given and the stories He has provided. (629 Words) 9-19-2020