Rainy Day.
Low on gas, but still using what's left to get away.
Coffeeshop.
Grande Pike's Peak with sugar, honey, and cream.
Window seat.
Watching the fog tear away from the dark mountains.
I don't know what I have more in common with right now;
Clouds or Mountains.
Clouds: rising from the earth to a white sky, leaving behind the known solid ground only to drift... leaving their tears behind.
Mountains: standing strong on their foundations despite the storms washing around them. Dark against the white sky, seeming mournful to see the clouds fly away.. not wanting them to go, but knowing they must.
Or
...
Was it the Rain?
There is one thing that Rain makes me think of... Gratitude. I've spoken of it before, but just to remind, it is a song about Taking what God has given as provision and Thanking Him for it even though it may not have been the way You thought He should have provided. Understanding that He has the BEST understanding of needs... NEEDS (not wants).
Thursday, July 28, 2011
Sunday, July 24, 2011
God's Gift
Listening to the overflow from the spring house, pouring onto the rocks…. Distant birds calling and fluttering… a small frog chirps alone in the ditch… ever so often the dew drops fall from their resident leaves, splattering on ones farther down the line…. The smell of wet moss and the musty trees, the warm though clean air, and hints of smoke from the fire pit.
It’s another new morning at the place we so lovingly refer to as “God’s Gift”. My Grandparent’s cabin is one of the most calming places I know that exists. Far out in mountain country, it is tucked away among the Silver Birch, Hemlock, and Pine Trees. There is a rushing Creek just a walk away that facilitates hours of swimming, stone skipping, and of course Creek Sneaking. Now, not to be confused with Robinson Crusoe, we are not in the middle of the wilderness apart from all humanity. There are plenty of neighbors just a stone’s throw away… both two and four-legged alike… oh, the Black Bear stories we’ve heard. The road is just on the other side of the trees and corn field where mostly motorcyclists frequent. Just a quick trip down and around the corner is Becky’s Sunset Ice-cream shop. I always get the same flavor there, Teaberry, mostly because I can’t seem to find it anywhere else than in this part of the country!
Oh the times I’ve spent here as a little boy… The campfire dog roasts, the long walks down the gravel road… I remember when my dad and grandfather put up the swing-set for us three kids; just board across two Silver Birches, rope, and board seats…. A child’s freedom. This is where I learned how to roast the perfectly browned marshmallow for the perfectly sticky s’more. This is where I learned to bait a hook with the night crawlers we bought at the country store… the same store we got a bag full of penny candy each visit. This is where I learned how to differentiate Hemlock and Pines, and probably more importantly, what poison ivy looks like… though I still have trouble with that one.
But of all things big and small, the theme that this place sings with every creak of the floor boards or old screen door hinges is “Togetherness”. It’s because of togetherness that the life I have is the way it is… because my grandparents decided that togetherness is better than not … for 50 years. The cabin has been in the family for nearly thirty years now, with at least ten more to go I would say. The older I grow, the more I reflect on these times and places, realizing that it may be a few years before I return… but for now I thank God for the time I have and have had.
Thank you Lord… Thank You for this wonderful Gift.
It’s another new morning at the place we so lovingly refer to as “God’s Gift”. My Grandparent’s cabin is one of the most calming places I know that exists. Far out in mountain country, it is tucked away among the Silver Birch, Hemlock, and Pine Trees. There is a rushing Creek just a walk away that facilitates hours of swimming, stone skipping, and of course Creek Sneaking. Now, not to be confused with Robinson Crusoe, we are not in the middle of the wilderness apart from all humanity. There are plenty of neighbors just a stone’s throw away… both two and four-legged alike… oh, the Black Bear stories we’ve heard. The road is just on the other side of the trees and corn field where mostly motorcyclists frequent. Just a quick trip down and around the corner is Becky’s Sunset Ice-cream shop. I always get the same flavor there, Teaberry, mostly because I can’t seem to find it anywhere else than in this part of the country!
Oh the times I’ve spent here as a little boy… The campfire dog roasts, the long walks down the gravel road… I remember when my dad and grandfather put up the swing-set for us three kids; just board across two Silver Birches, rope, and board seats…. A child’s freedom. This is where I learned how to roast the perfectly browned marshmallow for the perfectly sticky s’more. This is where I learned to bait a hook with the night crawlers we bought at the country store… the same store we got a bag full of penny candy each visit. This is where I learned how to differentiate Hemlock and Pines, and probably more importantly, what poison ivy looks like… though I still have trouble with that one.
But of all things big and small, the theme that this place sings with every creak of the floor boards or old screen door hinges is “Togetherness”. It’s because of togetherness that the life I have is the way it is… because my grandparents decided that togetherness is better than not … for 50 years. The cabin has been in the family for nearly thirty years now, with at least ten more to go I would say. The older I grow, the more I reflect on these times and places, realizing that it may be a few years before I return… but for now I thank God for the time I have and have had.
Thank you Lord… Thank You for this wonderful Gift.
Monday, July 18, 2011
Tears of Joy and of Pain
It seemed so far away. For so long there was no date… just an idea. For so long Summer seemed forever away… but it is almost over. For so long they had packed and stored and sold… and it’s all gone.
I told my Grandfather as my parents drove away “I’ve never been on this side of the van.”
My parents are in route to Mozambique, Africa!!! And the rest of us are left here to praise the Lord for all He has done and pray for all He will do.
I have some really amazing parents. My friends have already told me this over and over again but it was always one of those things that it takes time to realize for oneself. Ya, my parents are amazing.
Pillars of Faith in Jehovah Jirah.
I’m so proud of them.
I told my Grandfather as my parents drove away “I’ve never been on this side of the van.”
My parents are in route to Mozambique, Africa!!! And the rest of us are left here to praise the Lord for all He has done and pray for all He will do.
I have some really amazing parents. My friends have already told me this over and over again but it was always one of those things that it takes time to realize for oneself. Ya, my parents are amazing.
Pillars of Faith in Jehovah Jirah.
I’m so proud of them.
Tears of Joy and of Pain
It seemed so far away. For so long there was no date… just an idea. For so long Summer seemed forever away… but it is almost over. For so long they had packed and stored and sold… and it’s all gone.
I told my Grandfather as my parents drove away “I’ve never been on this side of the van.”
My parents are in route to Mozambique, Africa!!! And the rest of us are left here to praise the Lord for all He has done and pray for all He will do.
I have some really amazing parents. My friends have already told me this over and over again but it was always one of those things that it takes time to realize for oneself. Ya, my parents are amazing.
Pillars of Faith in Jehovah Jirah.
I’m so proud of them.
I told my Grandfather as my parents drove away “I’ve never been on this side of the van.”
My parents are in route to Mozambique, Africa!!! And the rest of us are left here to praise the Lord for all He has done and pray for all He will do.
I have some really amazing parents. My friends have already told me this over and over again but it was always one of those things that it takes time to realize for oneself. Ya, my parents are amazing.
Pillars of Faith in Jehovah Jirah.
I’m so proud of them.
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
Up, up, and away..
Took four planes in two days, for trips that I will write about at a later date.
But the thought came to me as the plane sailed over the clouds I so obviously am intrigued by.
To a cloud, the world is not seen in detail! Instead of all the crazy life happenings and stresses of the little things, Clouds have a "big picture". How blessed would I be if I took time to step back from all my anxieties and looked at the big picture, remembering that I am not in control but that My God is.
The coolest part about it is that even in the darkest of circumstances, in looking at things in the long run, I'm able to see God's fingerprints and that there was light all along the way!!! I just didn't recognize it at the time, or wasn't looking for it.
...like a starry sky upside-down. Heaven HAS come to Earth.. He's in You
But the thought came to me as the plane sailed over the clouds I so obviously am intrigued by.
To a cloud, the world is not seen in detail! Instead of all the crazy life happenings and stresses of the little things, Clouds have a "big picture". How blessed would I be if I took time to step back from all my anxieties and looked at the big picture, remembering that I am not in control but that My God is.
The coolest part about it is that even in the darkest of circumstances, in looking at things in the long run, I'm able to see God's fingerprints and that there was light all along the way!!! I just didn't recognize it at the time, or wasn't looking for it.
...like a starry sky upside-down. Heaven HAS come to Earth.. He's in You
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