We give Him thanks
Sunset on Puget Sound
photo by Maxine from Oregon
used by permission
Sunset on Puget Sound
photo by Maxine from Oregon
used by permission
I was talking and sharing with my husband the other day about my blog.
This blog that was birthed through prayer and through a deep searching of my heart.
At the time I began this in Two thousand and ten
there was a deep grief that settled around my world.
Actually between my husbands mother being ill with cancer and relationships changing in our circle of friends.
Both my husband and I walked in a fog for months.
Grief followed me wherever I went.
I am not sure I could count how many times church became a place for tears.
Like a shadow reflecting off my bent spirit
I couldn’t get the grief to move away.
In the Two thousand and ten blog book some of the deepest writings took place.
God was making me move deeper into a place of searching and thinking and it was hard but also very good.
I remember every time I wanted to write the struggle between truth and confusion took place.
I would sit at the table with my bible open with my notebook and pen and paper and write prayers out.
What shall I do with this blog today
was my prayer before it began.
Each time God gave me words.
Each time He showed me the topic and the places to look and to research.
Each day I carved out specific time to listen and to lean into the one who was teaching me.
I miss that these days.
I don’t miss the grief but I do miss the deep
time searching journey every blog post took me on.
It is almost like familiarity has done a not so good thing.
Now I write and share pictures.
I do assorted posts then I publish.
There is very little agonizing over each word or concept.
Is it wrong or a bad sign when writers get too comfortable with their writing journey?
I am searching this week.
I am also waiting to hear for a new direction.
Not to change this blog that would not take place
it is too much a part of who I am.
It is a very important part of my identity right now.
This waiting room is a place for me to listen and to hear
what the spirit wants me to share.
If you are a friend of mine can you pray with me for a deep direction for this blog journey.
More than anything my desire is to be a place of ministry and also a place of hope.
As the sky became dark and the rains began we felt the wind pushing us to the shores edge.
{By his power he made earth.
His wisdom gave shape to the world.
He crafted the cosmos.
He thunders and rain pours down.
He sends the clouds soaring.
He embellishes the storm with lightnings,
launches the wind from his warehouse.}
And we were in the middle of it on that day.
Jeremiah 51:15 msg version
Joining Deidra on jumping tandem with the Sunday community
More pictures of our canoe trip.
I thought it looked interesting to have horses along a rivers edge.
These are from the Sunriver resort for those who are staying there.
Another strange site was a dog on the rivers edge it’s owner nearby trying to fish of course having nine canoes pass by him didn’t help his fishing goal.
I love to sit and observe the sites around us as we move quietly in the water.
It really is very relaxing.
Oh I love the quiet and the beauty and how does anyone ever say there is no God?
It is beauty and more beauty and very peaceful.
The fresh air is so good for us to breathe in and out.
In silence we rowed and just kept our thoughts to ourselves.
It really didn’t seem right to talk much.
It was a serene place.
Back at camp we put our tent away and said goodbye to tent camping.
We were loaded up and ready to go home.
Home is always a good place to go back to.
Detroit lake on the way home… beautiful and majestic.
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| Beautiful scene. |
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| I think Mt Jefferson. |
On our way home from off the side of the road near the three sisters mountains.
Heading home and still taking pictures.
The 2012 trip was over and I still have pictures to download.
Memories were made and we did enjoy ourselves even when it rained.
Central Oregon is a distant thought right now as we sit in 90+ heat.
I hope if you are reading this you are comfortable and able to enjoy our little bit of Oregon.
Continuing our canoe story.
God gave us such good opportunity to see wild life and the peaceful scenes around us.
Even when it rained it was not cold and later we were able to see such beauty.
Each time we we went down the river in our canoes the purpose of getting out of the water at our drop off point was to stop before the falls. They are rough and jagged with many twists and turns and very dangerous.
Before we headed home we did a small hike above the falls so we could see what was there.
It was majestic and so powerful and definitely not anything anyone would attempt in a canoe.
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| It had awesome beauty. |
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| The roar was so loud and so powerful. |
You realized how very small you are
when you stand there and see the force of that water and listen to the roar as it tumbles down upon rocks.
As we were looking at the falls we were blessed by a little surprise not far from where we were standing.
It was as if God was saying…
“I care about all things the powerful and the small”.
It was just sitting on a rock and enjoying the scene too.
If I ever had a ‘dream job’ it would be a wild life photographer
(of course it would depend on the kind of wild life).
I love to watch them in their natural habitat or scene.
Our trip was almost over and we were heading home soon.
The journey was a good one filled with family, friends and fellowship.
There were a few challenges but we survived and learned from them.
We look forward to the next canoe trip a year from now and we are also looking for a motorhome.
The days of tent camping are over.
{Photos by Papa O from Oregon}