Closing of Agrium plant personal in many ways

Posted: Monday, January 03, 2005

The article on the front page of the Dec. 23 Peninsula Clarion was a real attention getter.

Even though it wasn't news to our family, it just made it so real. I'm talking about the Agrium plant closing on Nov. 1. My husband has been working at the plant for 27 years all together, and what I'm about to tell you is kind of personal.

You see my real dad helped build that plant. My mom has told me that she has pictures of me standing in that field when it was empty. For this reason I've always considered it "my plant."

My real dad was killed when I was 6 years old. I found out about a year after I married my husband in 1982 that my father was one of the iron workers who built it from the ground up. My husband, who is the best mechanic in the world, would sometimes leave for work telling me: "Honey, I'm going out to take care of 'your plant.'"

To be honest, and I know this may sound stupid to you, when Rick told me about the closure I wasn't even thinking about him not having a job but about "my plant." It's my last link to my dad.

The first few days were very hard. I thought: "There is no way I can even drive past it." Just picturing "my plant" empty makes me very sad.

But don't you know, God is so good — yes, all the time! He has put such a peace in my heart. He has pointed out to me one of the ways he has of communicating — with thoughts of understanding — that when we leave this earth either by death or the rapture, which I believe to be very near, we take nothing with us but our souls. Not chemical plants, cars, motorcycles, houses and certainly not money! Thank heavens for that.

The Bible says in Job chapter 1, verse 21: "Naked came I out of my mother's womb, and naked shall I return thither: the Lord gave, and the Lord hath taken away."

He also has assured me he will take care of us. When he closes one door he always opens another. For me, just picturing heaven is like a breath of fresh air. No tears, death, earthquakes, war, hunger, depression, sickness. We all, if we choose, can go. Everyone is welcome in God's house. Jesus is the only key we need; please read John 3:16.

So, as I write this letter and my "master mechanic," who God gave me 25 years ago, goes out to "my plant" to take care of it for just a short time now, I thank God not for what he takes, but what he promises to give. And as our three grown children, two sons- in-law and two grandchildren head south for school and jobs, my daddy's Virginia roots are calling — although Kenai will always be our anchor on Earth.

I pray for everyone who is losing a job. — not only to find another, if that is what you need, but to realize we need to keep our eyes on the eternal not the temporary (Matthew chapter 6, verses19-21).

God, please be with us all.

Also, let the earthquake that just hit Indonesia, India, etc., be a wake-up call for us Alaskans. We are due for a big one. Please store water, food and emergency supplies before it happens. Please draft an emergency plan for a terror attack, hostile takeover, severe weather, earthquake, etc.

Sheryl Dee Main, Revelation 22, Kenai

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