The Pontoon Boat
It sticks out like a sore thumb, the pontoon boat, right in the center of their property. We have to drive past their estate on the bend in order to get to our homes and the pontoon is in full view.
This is country living. There are no HOA restrictions that bind us so therein lay a mixture of beautiful homes and neatly kept gardens dwelling alongside residents that look like they’re preparing for a garage sale at dawn. Rebels like us purchase property here. We don’t mind guns shooting off in the distance just over the hill and the sound of goats, donkeys, horses, dogs or the roosters crowing before sunrise. Owners of RV’s or flat bed trucks are held in high esteem among these country folk. Our road association meetings are a hoot, but that’s a story for another time.
We passed the pontoon property, my neighbor and I, after our workout in the park one morning. Renie got quiet and asked: “Should I knock on their door and introduce myself to them and ask them if it would be possible to move the boat to another place on their property, less noticeable?”
“Hmm, let me think for a minute,” I replied.
You see, it’s been two years now since the disaster family vacation in Lake Havasu City claimed the life of her 9 year old daughter. The accident happened on a pontoon boat. Every day is difficult and passing by the boat, you can imagine, is a painful reminder.
I replied: “We have no idea how the owners (of the boat) will respond and I really don’t think it should be you that approaches them.” At the risk of sounding like I’m copping out, I suggested we not do anything until we pray about this and listen to what God tells us to do. She agreed, teasing me how I pray about … everything.
But are we in control of anything? Nobody likes the pause button. I don’t either.
I prayed every time I drove past the boat.
It's gone! Did someone buy it?
There for a while, I didn’t see it. I hoped someone gave an offer for the boat the neighbor couldn’t refuse.
The boat returned! I’m disappointed.
We wait for direction. Patience is working in us. But let endurance and steadfastness and patience have full play and do a thorough work, so that you may be [people] perfectly and fully developed [with no defects], lacking in nothing. James 1:4
A thorough work: what does it mean? Could God be healing Renie’s heart regardless of the visual every day? We know one thing. He is working all things together for good for His children who love Him. He’s a good God and He has the perfect answer.
We just haven’t….. grasped it yet….
God doesn't change your situation
He is trying to change your heart.”