The Day Fires and The Power of Prayer
The Day Fires and The Power of Prayer
By Karen Tate
Forest Dream
My entire life I dreamed of being able to have a home in a beautiful wooded area. I admired the homes in the Big Bear area and the many rustic-looking homes on many of our vacation trips among the forests and mountains, but I never imagined I’d have one of my own. I believed I was probably going to be an apartment dweller my entire life, but I secretly held on to the dream.
Believe in Roy
Then circumstances changed, as if by magic. We were driving home from a vacation in the Grand Canyon, taking Route 66 back toward California, all the while mesmerized by these signs of land for sale. Or I should say, my husband, Roy, was getting hooked on these carrots being dangled before the drivers on this lonely highway going through Arizona. By the time we had reached Kingman, he convinced me to “just look” at what was for sale. Well, you’ve probably guessed the next twist of this tale. Within a few hours we were the proud owners of 40 acres of land covered with juniper trees. Roy was sure this property was going to turn into a good investment. I was not so sure, but I tried to have a little faith in his intuition.
