This will be my third visit to you. “Every matter must be established by the testimony of two or three witnesses."
-2 Corinthians 13:1
I am reminded of this scripture every time I think I hear the Lord, act on it and later either hear someone repeat it, or more often, I see something that confirms. Don't get me wrong, there are times when I think I have such a brillian idea that it must be God, only to later watch the idea fall on its face.
For a couple years I've been trying to get a pond built in one of the back pastures for irrigation or as a fresh water supply in case the well ever quit working. There is an ideal spot where the runoff from several acres has created a natural drainage ditch. Two years ago I asked the Mennonites if they would build it with their loader/backhoe. The lead farmer came out, surveyed what I wanted and told me that the area was too large for their small tractor. He suggested I call one of his Honduran contacts, whom owned a bulldozer. I did, only to be delayed because they were busy. By the time they got to my job, the rainy season had started and they told me the bulldozer would sink in our mud.
I watched as an entire season of rain passed and the opportunity to capture water along with it. I networked a little more and found a someone that would use a larger backhoe to work on it. They waited a little too long to start. The backhoe came during peak rainy season and consequently sank in the mud. It took another tractor to pull it out. That was last Summer.
This year I've been trying to maintain an exercise schedule. I hit 40 a few years back and experienced "fallen chest" years before. I have slightly older friends whom run in half-marathons and figured it was time to take better care of myself. It's not like there's an ambulance here that can carry me to a hospital without stopping for gas.
Over the past year and a half I've done my share of "stairmaster" (climbing and descending our staircase about 80-150 times). As time went on, I felt the futility of endlessly cycling from to bottom to top floor and back. I knew that there was plenty of work outside but it sure was more comfortable staying inside, out of the mud.
Last week I watched the rains fall in earnest once again. I also oversaw the guys planting 1000 plantain banana plants in the back pastures, a great accomplishment with good income potential for the future. The field they used was above the proposed pond area. I felt like it would be a good idea to give myself a goal with fitness in mind. I figured it would take several months, but I needed to begin shovelling mud and dirt out of the bottom of the proposed pond area and use that to make the retaining walls.
I started the project last week. I did it by myself the first couple times, without really wanting any adult help. I needed the exercise, nobody else around here is carrying an extra, unwanted 50 lbs. Yesterday Timothy followed me out with a shovel and we had some good conversation. Today, Timothy joined me, along with Eli and Reynaldo. I'm not sure if they like the work, but nobody told them they had to do it. I think the thought of having a pond that they can say they built is probably something they might take pride in down the road. Meanwhile, we are getting some guy time and hopefully I can drop a few pounds.
On our way out to work today, Enrique our farmer, told me that the neighbor farmer was asking if they could build a drainage ditch to our property. There is a lot of standing water on their property that has a potential for trapping a vehicle. That drainage ditch will go straight to our pond.
Ladies and gents, our neighbor has no idea we are building a pond. I am not surprised that the neighbor wants to drain the water. What does strike me as God is the fact that a week after we began building the pond, the neighbor basically asked if he could fill it (without knowing we had one). That water has been sitting on their property every rainy season since creation. It strikes me as God that we, acting on faith, began work and he not only confirmed that we were doing something good, but he made a way to fill the pond even faster.
Don't get me wrong, this has absolutely nothing to do with me. I could say that the Lord is using me for his purposes. But I think the more accurate thing is that he is accomplishing his purposes in spite of me.
I believe, long term, that the pond will make the farm much more productive and could one day be a vital source of water. I have a friend here that made his own sand filter and I'm thinking we should do the same somewhere down the line. Aside from that, the boys and I talk about the monster catfish we're going to catch out of it (after we stock it).