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The Post I’ve been avoiding



I’ve been putting off writing this blog post. On one hand, we’ve made some progress on our earthship. On the other hand, we’ve had a very rough couple of months. With the many losses we’ve experienced, I lost another friend from high school since my last post. Cancer stinks and it doesn’t discriminate.

We fought hard against the proposed solar site, I wrote more letters, we had the whole neighborhood sign a letter to the owners of the land. We had our attorney send a letter. We worked very hard, all to lose in the end.

We sat in the commissioners hearing room barely tolerating the snake oil salesman’s pitch again. I watched him closely and he reminded me of a rat; pointy nose, shifty eyes, pale skinned as he spewed out garbage. Two of the three commissioners bought it hook, line, and sinker. We had previously talked to one of those two and he all but confirmed he was on board with us.

Then, at two minutes to noon, he turned on us. I’m guessing his stomach overrode his brain and he did a complete 180. We were devastated. This industrial complex will be built 20 feet from our property.

On the drive home it began to sink in, we may never be able to live in our earthship. The electro magnetic waves alone will probably keep me from being able to stay here. I’m very sensitive to atmospheric changes, or any kind of pressure, or heat. I have severe headaches and we would be safer leaving here, not taking the chance with our health.

The heat from the panels alone in the summer would be enough to drive us away. We were brokenhearted, at a loss for what to do. How could this happen? We never bothered them, we didn’t even complain when they had late night parties in their field with a DJ and flashing lights. We moved out here to be off the grid and be left alone.

Obviously, we didn’t move far enough. Now what? We prayed for God to help us. To reveal their lies and that they were only after revenge for us having tires stacked around and for having the nerve to take more that 3 months to build our home. Where was God? Why didn’t he intervene like I wanted?

It took me a long time to realize I had put my faith in people, not God. I trusted that the county commissioners would see thru this whole thing and see that they were treating us unfairly and would come through in the end and do the right thing. That’s where I went wrong.

Some people can no longer be trusted to do the right thing, especially it seems, in government capacities. I put my trust in the wrong place. I needed to trust that God would take care of us, whatever that meant. It may mean we have to move from here and start over. This may not be the place we originally thought it was. I would hate to have to leave now since we’ve made some really good friends that were only neighbors before.

We haven’t gotten together as a group since this all fell through, but I know those people would help me if I need anything at a moment’s notice. We’ve heard that things are happening to put a stop to all of this, but nothing is confirmed. At least the solar company has put off construction till next spring which will give us (And God) more time to regroup and possibly shut this down.

Even if it goes all the way through and we are forced to look at what we can do next, I know that our friends, and especially God, have our backs and now they have my heart.

“Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make your paths straight.”

Proverbs 3:5-6

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