Thursday, June 07, 2007
My Outhouse Story
I was four, we were living in this small two bedroom house that my Gramma sold to my parents for $1.00 when they were newly married. It is a cottage now but when we owned it it was white with robins egg blue trim and a white picket fence all around it.There was no plumbing in the house. We had a pump in the kitchen and Mom used to bath us in a big aluminum tub out in the yard in the summer / sponge bath us in the winter. So needless to say we didn't have a regular bathroom as we know one today, nope we had an outhouse.....not even as nice as this one above. It was unpainted and close enough to the barn that it just kinda blended right in. It had two holes, I don't know if it was for adults and children or if it was sitters and pointers but I ALWAYS sat on the smaller hole. Until just this one day, I don't know if I thought I was finally old enough or if I just wanted to try it out for size or what but .......I wish I hadn't. I peeled my pants completely off to tackle the unknown and boosted myself up there kicking my black Mary Jane shoes on the wooden boards surrounding it and slowly lowered my buns to the splintering wood and then I lost my grip.............I folded in half in the hole and tried to wiggle free and finally after much struggle I WAS FREED!!!!!!!!.........but........on the wrong side of the hole!!!!! I WAS UP TO MY WAIST IN CRAP!!!! There were horrible flies all around me taunting at me in my horror, I SCREAMED and I SCREAMED and no one heard me I CRIED while my bottom lip trembled then I screamed some more. Listen up peeps I was trapped and there was no one there to hear me. FOUR hours later my Mom wondered where I was. By then I was so tired and afraid I just stood there in the dark, stench with my arms raised waiting for my doom, not even thinking that at one point SOMEONE would have to go! My Mom finally found me and I was safe, and secure in my Mommy and Daddy's arms! I was so traumatized I really don't remember how they got me out, but I can tell you one thing for sure ..........I NEVER wanted to go near that pot at the end of the rainbow again. My parents bought me a potty.
Well, I grew up and I lived my life like I did that day when I was four, I was searching for a thrill only to find myself knee deep in $_it and left there all alone with the flies of life taunting at me telling me I was not worth what I was standing in, for what seemed like forever until a few years ago, I reached out my arms and screamed and cried for help and the Lord whispered to me "I am here, I will save you." I gave him my heart and I am now safe in the arms of my Daddy. And like in my outhouse story I NEVER want to go to the pot at the end of(what I thought was) that rainbow again. God said, I was with you in weakness, in fear, and in much trembling. -1 Corinthians 2:3. Do you feel like you are sometimes in an outhouse? Come to Me, all you who are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. -Matthew 11:28. This means anyone "ALL YOU WHO LABOR" ( or worry). Only He can give us rest for our souls to strengthen us for the road ahead.
Thank you Lord that I don't have to live in that CRAP anymore. Oh ! And Lord I almost forgot THANK YOU FOR INDOOR PLUMBING!!!!!!!!