
"He who fears the LORD has a secure fortress, and for his children it will be a refuge." ~ Proverbs 14:26
Back when there were two children living in our home who loved to make forts in the woods, my husband decided to build a *real* fort for them. So there began the tale of THE FORT back in the mid 80's. With scrap lumber it was started and continued a step at a time. And literally, there were steps put into it as a second floor was developed. Before too long, posts were added to the second floor and eventually a roof with some minor railings along the edges was built. Plans were made for shingles on the roof and a stronger railing on the second level, but our family grew as well as my husband's business so that part never happened due to time disappearing in our days. But that didn't stop the children from playing there all the time. And any time our children's friends came over, the fort was the *in* place to play. It was a joyful place filled with childhood adventure!
Until this summer. Although bits and pieces had been replaced through the years, the fort was becoming more and more unsafe with rotting lumber. Plus a big old tree right next to it had died and my husband was concerned about it coming down on the fort on a windy day. Verdict - NO OCCUPANCY! KEEP OUT! And plans were made to take the fort down which didn't happen for quite awhile.....

Until this winter. On a cold winter day my husband took his equipment up to the fort to begin the removal. I posted pictures on our family blog site of the day long project from start to finish and it truly was a sad event for my older ones. Their beloved fort. GONE!
Wait a minute! It wasn't gone at all! Suddenly memories came alive for each one of my children as they shared their stories and with it came the realization for me that the fort wasn't all about play, but about creative learning! YAY! One son recalled his sister making him play "Blaze and Billy" stories (written by C.W. Anderson). Or what about when the fort was a castle and they were knights? Or a drive-through restaurant? Or the time they each had to come up with games so they could have their own carnival with prizes? Or who could forget the *interior design* work that was done with things like discarded curtains from the neighbors, carpet scraps from home, in addition to any odds and ends mom didn't need? Or the tasty lunches prepared with small fingers and carried in backpacks to the fort kitchen? Or learning about the ground wasps that stung them on the path to the fort? Or attempting to transplant trees and plant seeds after their oldest brother had them endlessly raking and digging? Or sitting out there on a dark summer's night listening to crickets? YES, the fort was an active place of learning through playing outside in God's beautiful creation.

Although the old fort may be just a pile of ashes now, plans are being made for a new fort. One for the younger siblings. One which the grandchildren can enjoy, too. It may be in a new location. It may look differently than the old one. But there is excitement about this new project as each one shares their thoughts and ideas. I smile to myself as I see that the tale of the fort lives on and even now continues to be a way of creative learning for my children. It is evident that each one of my children has captured the gift of learning from the God of creation. And isn't that really the heart of the matter?
















