Once convinced, we set out to locate a source for tree-limb mulch - we knew we would initially need way too much for us to make it ourselves. Several days, phone calls and emails later, and we'd located a tree-trimming company who seemed as anxious to give us their mulch as we were to take it.
So after considering several spots on our place, we settled on the spot pictured above for at least the first loads to be placed. The picture may not effectively show the size of this spot. It has the potential to hold many-a-load of mulch. It has the potential to be a HUGE pile of tree-limb mulch. Plus, we figured that as fast as we'd be moving it from there to different locations where we plan to actually use it, we could easily stay ahead of deliveries, so this spot had the potential to be "the" spot for quite some time. That was way last week sometime. Or was it two weeks ago??? I'm not sure anymore.
I was so very excited to get the call from a company rep who said he needed to come out and look at the spot we'd selected for the dump site. I mean I was plumb giddy (here's the video evidence of my giddiness). We agreed on a meeting time, made sure he had the correct directions to our place, and we were all set. As the time grew near, I headed to the end of the driveway to make sure the rep didn't pass us up. And there I stood. For what seemed like a week. It was probably no more than half an hour, but it was cold and I was anxious. It was like waiting for your parents to wake up on Christmas morning. I mean, "C'mon already!"
I don't remember how long I waited, because once I saw him coming, all was well with the world again. The rep and an assistant followed me up the driveway to the spot seen in the photo above, and he quickly said "That'll work just fine." We stood around for a few minutes of pleasant conversation, most of which was my explaining all the wonderful things I had planned for the mulch. They seemed interested, but maybe they were just being polite.
Our conversation and their stay ended with these words from the rep: "Ok, I'll start sending trucks right away." Woo hoo!!! He said "right away!" Surely that means within the next ten minutes, right?!?!?! No? Ten hours? Ten days?????????
*sigh* And my potential pile of mulch remains a potential pile of mulch. I can't cover a garden with potential mulch. I need real mulch, and lots of it.
How easy is it to get aggravated or even angry? Pretty easy. Too easy. But thankfully, the Lord is patient with me, and He was kind enough to remind me of a few things.
"Be not quick in your spirit to become angry, for anger lodges in the bosom of fools."
(Ecclesiastes 7:9 ESV)
"Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God."
(Philippians 4:6 ESV)
"And endurance produces character, and character produces hope,..."
(Romans 5:4 ESV)
"Be patient, therefore, brothers, until the coming of the Lord. See how the farmer waits for the precious fruit of the earth, being patient about it, until it receives the early and the late rains."
(James 5:7 ESV, emphasis mine)
I could go on and on - there everywhere these verses. But do you see that last one there? From James? See the bold, italicized part? Boom! Right in the kisser. Thank you Lord, really...I needed that, and You knew it.
What am I getting all worked up about? The man said he'd start sending trucks right away - he knew what he meant, and because I didn't ask him to explain, it's unfair of me to cast my expectations upon him and assign meaning to his words that he never intended.
Anyone who plants, waters, and hopes to harvest should know that the Lord handles the details. We do what we can, and should, but no matter what we do - it's up to the Lord to make it work.
So, enough of my pouting. It's time for patience. The Lord can and will help me to be patient. I believe that He will.
"...Lord, I believe! Help me in my unbelief!..."
(Mark 9:24, paraphrased)
~ Tommy Alderman