Finding the right Christmas tree in the woods behind our farm was the mission. I spent much time through the year in the forest area, building forts. I was always on the lookout for that evergreen, which Dad, my brother and I would go and cut down for our small living room . . .
Perspectives on Spiritual Companionship
Remove just one of the seven piers and there is no way, anybody will drive across that bridge. Yes, there is strength in numbers, and the Apostle Paul wrote of this in Ephesians 4. The faith of just one person is multiplied exponentially when combined with the faith of all.
Psalm 91:11
A warm summer’s night, a weathered hemlock dock, stars so close you believe you can reach out and touch them. The Milky Way, hauntingly a shadowy band of glimmering light against the night sky, a friend to share the majesty of this show with. Together following satellites, looking for that one, which we will watch as it crosses the sky and then disappears. We then time it, knowing it takes about 90 minutes to circle our small earth, and then, there it is again. Wow!
My Fallow Field Journey
It is not an easy walk through a fallow field. It is even more challenging when you are eight and following your father with much longer strides . . .
The Animals Speak
The full moon shone bright and clear, mining sparkling diamonds from newly fallen snow. It was a cold one and the valley had been bracing for subzero temperatures, that was expected to last through into the New Year of 1935.
God Delights in Concealing Things
Recently I was given the verse Proverbs 25: 2 by a special friend. One translation says it this way:
“God delights in concealing things.”
I have been reflecting on this verse, . . .
LOOKING INTO THE PROMISED LAND
This same Director also shared with me about Joshua standing and looking into the Promised Land after a lifetime of journeying, which I have been reflecting on up here at Whistler. It was a land that had been prepared for the Israelites. It was a land that Joshua had some knowledge about, though very minimal. It was a land that God would direct . . .