Our Home is Green

Today I talked with Louse for the first time.  Her face is familiar to me, and I decided to introduce myself since she was sitting in her open door and looked lonely. She told me she was waiting for some one to cone to take her home. (She did not mean she wished to die.) I said this was my home and suggested that it could be her home, too.

Not a welcome suggestion. Someone had taken her to her house, but it wasn’t home.  She wants to go home. I offered the information that I take my home with me wherever I go.  I’m  satisfied because I am always at home.  Home is wherever  I am.

Home and light are important to life.  Residents look out of their windows to see the shining sun and falling rain that gives the grass its verdant green color in the spring time and summer. Still, even though I can’t see the sunrise from my apartment, I am aware of that event.  Like me, my petunias can’t see the sunrise, but I am aware of  their wish to turn East.  When the sun sets in the West the petunias stretch their petals to gather its rays into their seeds. The ecosystem on my back porch includes ants, bumblebees and other pollinators and bugs,

Our home is a “Croft.” Its an old word with German origin and comes to us through Scotland.  Croft originally described a fenced meadow-like plot of fertile soil behind  a home. An original croft was naturally green because it’s fertile soil was covered by verdant growth. This “croft” was appropriately called Greencroft. Our croft is carefully maintained with green grass, evergreen and deciduous trees, ponds and a butterfly garden.

My first was in the Greencroft Health Care unit. Then the “green” nomenclature followed me to assisted living in Evergreen Estates, not ever-gray, ever-balding or ever-autumn, but evergreen.   Green is the color of spring or Summer, not of multi-colored autumn or the black or whiteness of winter.  Green suggests emerging healthy growth.

When our daughter experienced her first remembered winter in Pennsylvania she wrote to that she was so tired of black and white.  I advised her to wait, and assured her that she would be pleased with the lush colors of spring in Pennsylvania.

This evening I went by scooter  to College Mennonite Church to the show DISCOVERY, A COMIC LAMENT; by Ted and Company. It was about land, love and loss with a message for the settlers. When Columbus came here he was guided by the doctrine of discovery. Because of it he did not see a settled land, for the people he met were not Christians, so they could not be real people.  So, the Native Americans were dispossessed; their babies dying on the trail of tears, and their surviving children were  robbed of their culture by being placed in boarding schools. The White Settlers asked:

Is this land your land
can’t be— you are nobody
so says God and pope

About Martin Lehman

I was born 92 years ago, the son of a Mennonite pastor and organic gardener in Franklin County, Pennsylvania. At age 10 I was baptized as a member of the Marion Mennonite Church. I own the "Old Fool" moniker because I want to walk the Jesus Way even though the world and much of the church takes me as a fool for doing so. In my life I have moved from being a young conservative to an elderly radical. I tell that story in My Faith Journey posted on my website.
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5 Responses to Our Home is Green

  1. Mary Bontrager says:

    If everyone stayed where they were born, would the world be better? Is there enough land for everyone if population is not controlled? Perhaps population control is a greater concern than global warming. So many questions, so few answers. Jesus never criticized His people for taking the land from the Canaanites did he? I did not attend the program but have heard several people who were there tell about it. I’m reminded of a book title by Marlin Jeschke “Whose Land is it Anyway?” Have you read it?

    • Mary Bontrager says:

      I wanted to say more but now I will. Today our youth are fascinated by our sins of the past. They are right. There have been many. I repent for my ancestors and my sins.

  2. I have not read Jeschke’s book but I doubt he would endorse the Right of Discovery that viewed non-Christian native peoples as non-human and non-owners, as i understand it. Better for us to view everyone we meet as being in the image of God.

  3. Sam Troyer says:

    I agree totally Martin, the book that has really captured my attention is “THE BIBLE AS STORY, an introduction to Biblical Literature by Marion Bontrager, Michele Hershberger and John Sharp. When I first looked at it I wasn’t that impressed, so I read the last chapter first and that chapter alone was worth the 30.00 price of the book. One sentence from page 335, “God seeks to solve the sin problem by creating a chosen covenant shalom people where all relationships are healed.” I was hooked. I was hooked. I am now up to the intertestamental period.

  4. Freda Zehr says:

    Thanks for sharing this story. I read it with longing—longing to feel like this place, (VMRC) where I now reside for the past two years, longing to feel “at home” here–at home as you seem to feel in the retirement place which you now call home. I must quickly say that this place where I now reside is a good place. Everyone is good and kind and it is a good place to be–for most people. But I still go through those periods of darkness and lonesomeness for old friends, people whom I have known since teenage years. People whose names pop up the minute I see them. (here I stumble over each and every name) Getting the warm hugs and good wishes from everyone each Sunday. This past week has been one of those times. I want to be accepting, I want to walk through the door to my apartment and feel “at home”, But in all honesty, I sometimes dread the thought of coming back to the emptiness. Please pray with me that I will soon find the “green” of my new living quarters.

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