Wednesday, July 16, 2014

Thru-Hiking





Not 'through hiking' (words I will be happy to hear), but that won't be for another two plus weeks.  My former marathon-national-champion-son is now a hiker encountering weather he never planned on for the middle of July...monsoon season in the Rockies arrived early this year.  Sunshine gone by noon, dark billowing clouds heavy with moisture, lightning, rain, hail and cold have plagued him the last week.  River crossings through fast rushing water, yet scenery so breathtaking even non-believing mortals would be given pause.  The San Juan's loom ahead and more tales to be told next week.  I can't wait!   Psalm 148:7-10 This post from Judy again.

Wednesday, July 9, 2014

Scott's Peregrination


After 7 days and over 120 miles, who looks the worse for wear?  My son's trip over the Colorado Trail is killing me!  

We met him Sunday morning in Copper Mountain and drove to nearby Frisco so he could have a good night's sleep on a real mattress and re-supply food and whatever else necessary for this long 500 mile journey in the Rocky Mountains.  He was exhausted and dehydrated, but gratified.  After a well deserved breakfast of eggs, sausage, challah french toast and cups and cups of hot coffee on the Bread and Salt patio, we found a darling bed and breakfast hotel dating from 1885 and moved into a small but cozy old fashioned room, decorated in flowered and striped wallpaper, antique furniture and old quilts.  He told us stories of thunderstorms, wind and lightning.  Mosquitoes, deer, elk and big horn sheep.  He slept the afternoon away, regaining strength for the next three-quarters of his expedition.  Monday morning after another hearty breakfast, we bid him God-speed until we meet him in another 8 or 9 days. 

I'm a mother...I cried again as he walked up the trail and out of sight.  I'll keep you posted.

       Judy

Saturday, June 28, 2014

Hiking the Colorado Trail



Last Sunday, I heard two sermons.  What are the chances they'd be on the very same subject?  Faith.  Real faith, as though you really trusted that God is who he says he is and will do what he says he'd do.  Hold us in his arms, carry us when we can no longer walk, hide us under the shadow of his wings.  This week my son arrives from North Carolina and he plans on walking alone the whole 485 miles of the Colorado Trail.  He's 44 and looks like either a mountain man or a homeless person, I can't decide which.  As a mother, I worry and fret about all the things that might happen...he could get West Nile disease from the mosquitoes, be mauled by a bear, trip over a log and break his leg, get struck by lightning.  Leave his son father-less and his mother son-less.  
Then I heard in those sermons:  get out of the driver's seat or God can't take the wheel.  You can't trust and worry at the same time.   If you really trusted, you would be at peace.   Choose peace in every circumstance.  Nothing can happen to you outside the permissive will of God.  How I needed to hear those things again!  The next five weeks will be easier now as I pray and rest in these promises.  

Monday, June 23, 2014

Every Year Miracle

Every year I take a picture of my catalpa tree
     A few petunias snuck in
        (My mother says all pictures need a bit of red)

The scent heavenly
    Blossoms orchid-like
        (Heretically. I like them better than orchids)

Our beauty-loving God created these perfect flowers
    And others all over the world
        (Even the ones no one sees but Him)

Beyond words, overwhelming

Monday, June 16, 2014

Monday, June 9, 2014

Worship

Those of you who observe the church calendar know yesterday was Pentecost Sunday.  It is the day marked in Acts 2, fifty days after Christ's ascension, when the Holy Spirit descended upon and infilled the disciples, marking the grand entrance of our Comforter, Helper, Guide, and Powerful Person of the Trinity.

When we entered for worship yesterday, we were overwhelmed by the art hung from the sanctuary ceiling:  a moving portrayal of the beauty and presence of the Holy Spirit. At one point in time a gentle breeze wafted the fabric, for me the utter wind of the Spirit.  What a celebratory morning with anthems, scripture, homily, communion, and last, a magnificent organ postlude on "Crown Imperial," a fitting title for Pentecost.

Monday, June 2, 2014

Prayer For All Times

This is a quote from Gene Stratton-Porter's A Girl of the Limberlost:

"To the extent of my brain power I realize Your presence, and all it is in me to comprehend of Your power.  Help me to learn, even this late, the lessons of Your wonderful creations.  Help me to unshackle and expand my soul to the fullest realization of Your wonders.  Almighty God, make me bigger, make me broader!"