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My Neighbors and the Real Rapture

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I live with my husband in a paid for home. A crappy 1986 doublewide with plumbing issues.  This 2.5 acre property was once a 15 acre three family "compound" later split up and sold. We bought it 2005.

I'm in the middle. My neighbors are Pentacostal. To the right of me and to the left of me. They are the best neighbors I have ever had. Concerned but not nosy. Helpful but not intrusive. But they are Pentcostal. I don't imagine many of you need a detailed description of that particular form of the fantasy.

 

My West Neighbor is probably the most wise woman I have ever encountered. She is determined that I will rapture with her and my East neighbors.

 

My East neighbor is mostly away. Gets her conversion vibe on just once in awhile. We were talking outside and she asked me...

 

"Have you ever wondered why God put you between two Pentacostals? Maybe He's trying to tell you something."

 I was speechless for a bit. Then THIS came blabbing out of my mouth...

 "Have you ever wondered why your god put me in the middle? Maybe he's telling you something"

Oh, it was ON baby. In that kind, easy sort of way we had all come to operate in. Hints at the topic, little comments, you know.

I have a small farm for food production, selling eggs, produce in season and alternative proteins when available. I sell within a black market food community. It works and the farm earns it's keep. Provides a tasty tax deduction too.

Last week I was working in the unexpectedly prolific tomato garden. Working manure in by hand, pulling the weeds that were stupid enought to sprout in my garden. My bare hands were filthy to the wrist with manure, purchased organic as well as the manure from my chickens and rabbits. While working, my West Neighbor walked over for a good chat over the fence. A quaint sort of communication, but I really like 'em. I worked, she talked.

There was a lull in the conversation as we were eating the sweet cherry tomatos right off the vine (organic of course). You just nip the botton with your teeth, salt it and munch away. I keep a small saltshaker in my pocket for just this purpose. She paused between bites and this is what she said...

"God has surely blessed your gardens. Can't you just see the work of His hands?

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Faith Carr is an old, retired political activist. Started backyard farming for REAL in 2006. And for the first time we ate out of the gardens for all 12 months. The mission now is to get as many people growing food as possible. Raised beds, (more...)
 

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