Some paths are safer than others. Some you walk for the peace they bring. Drinking in the scenery and sense of calm. Other paths are less familiar and have strangers lurking there. These paths take greater effort to travel. These paths seem less safe. Here you can’t travel as you did on the safe path. No vehicles are allowed here…it’s just your feet and you. The rough route provides a sense of accomplishment just getting there. Sometimes a sense of danger heightens your awareness and makes you appreciate what you’ve got right in front of you. Vision seems sharperand sounds more evident. I like this path but it’s time to head back down the mountain.
Thursday, August 28, 2014
Thursday, August 21, 2014
A journey Beyond the Fence Posts
As comforting as fences may be…going beyond them is where the adventure lies. You can often feel the danger in the distance…bears both Grizzly and Black we’ve seen every year but to stay totally safe you miss the beauty out there. Farms belie the scene…it’s not all tame out here. The orderly bales are right next to untamed wilderness. Look beyond the pine veil! There’s treasures to see near and far. I love wild flowersand I love the mountains. Montana’s mountains…oh, how I enjoy them. Sometimes I envy the majestic trees standing vigil over this scenery.
Thursday, August 14, 2014
It’s hard to believe there’s wars and rumors of wars.
It's like the games of politics don't even exist.
There's not much to separate us from God here.
The timeless cycles of life go on without asking if it’s okay.
It’s a simple beauty to witness.
Yet a profound wisdom lies here in God’s creation.
A quiet understanding in the voice of a brook.
Something divine in a little girl’s thrill with a butterfly.
Thursday, August 7, 2014
Cabin Fever
We had our annual cabin get away. I’ve heard of short & sweet but this seemed to exemplify that on both ends to an extent I’ve never seen it before. Gabby and the kids always love this time away. The kids make everything more fun and the beautiful scenes minister to us all so much. Montana has a feel to it unlike any place I’ve ever been. Here pasture and mountain meet with a delightful embrace. This time there were no cows lowing in the distance. Our walks had only our quiet talk and birds breaking the silence. Only Brown-Eyed Susans observed our passage. The farmers already rolled their hayand the local weeds have gone to seed. How I miss the place already!