Dad and Mom are happy to have this person lend an extra hand on the farm. I have got a farm girl as a daughter.
Wednesday, July 30, 2014
Monday, July 28, 2014
God's goodness is all around us
As Anne Lamott writes, " We're here to know God, to love and serve God, and to be blown away by the beauty and miracle of nature." I was sure blown away by God's creation as found at GNP. Now off to the farm in Illinois to have a few days with my family.
Last trail
Last day, last trail, and we encounter not one but two grizzly bears. You probably can't tell their sizes from these pictures. The pictures were taken from a distance but I wasn't getting closer. One bear had to be at least 800 pounds. An enormous animal to see. Fortunately they were a good 50 yards away and more interested in eating berries than us. Wow, what a way to end our stay at Glacier National Park.
Sunday, July 27, 2014
Today's Hike
Today, Christina and I hiked back to a glacier lake. The far end the lake was still covered with icebergs. Christina wanted to test the water to see how cold it really was. It did not take her long to decide it was cold.
Thursday, July 24, 2014
A New Hiking Partner
A new hiking partner has joined me today. My daughter Christina arrived last night to spend some time getting her father in shape on the trail. Trying to keep up with a fit 19 year old has made me pick up my pace on the trail. On her first day here she had the experience of meeting, from a safe distance of course, one of the local residence. I was going to show her where some of the mountain goats hang out but we postponed that trail due to temperatures being at the top of the mountain 38 degrees with winds 25-35 mph. It was 48 degrees on the lower part where we were hiking. Refreshing.
Wednesday, July 23, 2014
Meeting the man who wrote the Bible
Today I had the wonderful occasion and privilege to meet the man who wrote the Bible. Well, he actually did not write the Bible. He wrote The Message where he translated the Bible into contemporary language. Today, I had the pleasure of meeting Eugene Peterson. He has a wonderful lake house not far from where I am staying. Knowing I was going to be in the area, I contacted him to see if we could get together. He graciously agreed. Eugene is a humble man who has a warm and contagious smile. He and his wife Jan have the gift of hospitality that make you feel right at home. We talked about family, this Montana community in which Eugene grew up and the church. Eugene was a founding pastor of Christ Our King Presbyterian Church in Bel Air, Maryland where he served for 29 years. After the parish he became Professor of Spiritual Theology at Regent College in Vancouver, British Columbia until 2006. He is the author of over 30 books. Eugene is rich in wisdom. There is some much I can learn by being with a person like him. Right before this sabbatical I read his newest book, The Pastor: A Memoir. As the publisher states, "In an age of emphasis on church growth, Peterson was “the contemplative pastor.” As the calling of minister morphed into the job of CEO, whose main task is to “run the church,” he renounced that role and sought to maintain the pastor’s singular vocation as one who gives attention to what God is doing and witnesses to that through face to face relationships in a local faith community. While the church ran to and fro, chasing the shifting winds of “relevance,” Eugene Peterson kept walking the old paths of worship, prayer, and conversation". Below are a few quotes from his book.
- A congregation is composed of people, who, upon entering a church, leave behind what people on the street name or call them. A church can never be reduced to a place where goods and services are exchanged. It must never be a place where a person is labeled. It can never be a place where gossip is perpetuated. Before anything else, it is a place where a person is named and greeted, whether implicitly or explicitly, in Jesus's name.
- The minute the church and pastors start saying what do people want and then giving it to them, we betray our calling. We're called to have people follow Jesus. We're called to have people learn how to forgive their enemies.
- There's nobody who doesn't have problems with the church, because there's sin in the church. But there's no other place to be a Christian except the church.
- I think pastors are the worst listeners. We're so used to speaking, teaching, giving answers. We must learn to be quiet, quit being so verbal, learn to pay attention to what's going on, and listen.
- If you don't take a Sabbath, something is wrong. You're doing too much, you're being to much in charge. You've got to quit, one day a week, and just watch what God is doing when you're not doing anything.
A Devotion: Letting Go into God
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Tuesday, July 22, 2014
A Devotion: Letting Go
I subscribe to a daily devotional by Richard Rohr. Below is the meditation that I read today. I hope it speaks to you as it did to me.
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Polebridge
I have often wondered where the "middle of nowhere" was. Today I found out. I drove to the north western part of the park, to a community called Polebridge. Polebridge is definitely off-the-grid. With no electricity, power comes from generators and solar panels. Lights are most often propane, wood-stoves provides heat and pit toilets are your source of plumbing. Although it is only 29 miles to Polebridge from the main part of the park, it takes two hours to drive. Hugh potholes and washboards are commonplace; space wide enough for two vehicles to pass are rare. You're definitely off the beaten path on this bumpy trek where speeds top out at 20 mph. This little town hasn't changed much in 100 years, boasting one bar, the Northern Lights Saloon and the Mercantile. The red-planked Mercantile was built in 1914 and listed on the National Register of Historic Places. The interior looks much like it did in the early 1900's. In addition to a place that will supply you with chain saw oil, rope, power steering fluid, spam and other necessities, the Mercantile has become knowns for it bakery goods that come fresh from the oven. Sorry Daniel Plan, I had to break down and buy a freshly made huckleberry bear claw. While the smell of cookies and pastries fills the small room, an old-fashioned cash register clangs up sales.
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The saloon next to the mercantile. Remember to bring your six-shooter. |
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Sign outside of the Saloon. Glad I ordered the trout. |
Sunday, July 20, 2014
Today's Hike
Today's hike made me nervous. Not because we were hiking the rim of a mountain wall 7,280 feet above the valley below. Nor was it because we at times were on narrow pathways winding around sheer cliff face. I was nervous because I was on one narrow passage with Marsae behind me when she asked, "Remind me again how much life insurance you have?"
Friday, July 18, 2014
A special guest
Today I had the pleasure of having a special guest accompany me on the trail. I'm not referring to these guys.
Thursday, July 17, 2014
Local RV Park
I went by this local RV park today and had to chuckle a little to myself. As I saw all the RV's parked bumper to bumper I image someone back at their house saying, "hey dear, I'm tired of all the traffic and congestion, let's get an RV, go to Glacier National Park where we can get away from it all."
Wednesday, July 16, 2014
Contemplating the beauty of the earth.
Creation, if we look closely reflects something of the goodness and glory of God. As Rachel Carson declares, "Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserve of strength that will endure as long as life lasts".
When you take in the vast storehouse of natural beauty in the forest, trees,
high hills, and mountaintops, what is
Creation saying to you about our Creator?
What is our Creator saying to you through Creation?
The mountains have stood firm through the ages. What are the rocks in your life that help you to stand firm?
Streams can refresh and nourish. Where do you find refreshment and nourishment for your journey?
Psalm 18:2New Living Translation
The LORD is my rock, my fortress, and my savior;
my God is my rock, in whom I find protection.
He is my shield, the power that saves me,
and my place of safety.
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John 7:38 English Standard Version
Whoever believes in me, as the Scripture has said, ‘Out of his heart will flow rivers of living water.’
Tuesday, July 15, 2014
Today's Hike -Snow
Wanting to cool off a bit I decided to play in the snow. Who would think you could make snow angels in the middle of July. Some mountain goats also thought this was a pretty cool place to hang out.
Today's Hike-Waterfall
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This morning I decided to explore a few of the area waterfalls. It is amazing to experience the force and power of water as it roars off these falls. Contemporary Christian Singer Chris Tomlin was struck by the power of water and relates it to God's power that washes over us. He wrote a song currently on the radio called "Waterfall". Listen to Chris explain the story behind his song.
Below are the lyrics to "Waterfall".
O God, my God I seek You
I wanna move when You move
You’re more than I could long for
I thirst for You
You’re an ocean to my soul
To my soul
Your love is like a waterfall, waterfall
Running wild and free
You hear my heart when I call, when I call
Deep calls to deep
Your love is like a waterfall, waterfall
Raining down on me
Waterfall, waterfall
O God my God, I seek You
In this dry and desert land
You lead me to streams of mercy once again
You’re an ocean to my soul
To my soul
It’s coming like a flood
I’m dancing in the rain
Everything I’ve done is covered in rivers of grace
Amazing
It’s coming like a flood
I’m dancing in the rain
I lift up my hands
Your love never changes
Amazing
Amazing
Monday, July 14, 2014
Sanctuary of the Soul
With
a 70% chance of thunderstorms this afternoon and not wanting to get caught up
on the mountain if it started storming I chose to stay at the base of the
mountain. I grabbed a book and drove to
a mountain stream. -a perfect place to read.
I read Richard Foster’s book Sanctuary of the Soul: Journey into
Meditative Prayer.
In this book Foster takes you on a step by step journey into the struggles and benefits
of meditative prayer. I look forward to
teaching this book when I get back. It
will be interesting to get your response and to practice some of his
suggestions to a deeper prayer life.
When
we hear the word meditation, we tend to think of a Buddist monk sitting in a
lotus position going “Hmmmmm”.
Meditation is a significant part of Eastern spirituality, but it is also
an important discipline for our faith life, even though it doesn’t get much
attention today. In meditative prayer, Foster writes,
"we are learning to sink down into the light and life of Christ and
becoming comfortable in this posture. As
Foster explains," “Prayer in general is the interactive
communication that transpires between God and ourselves. Meditative
prayer in particular is the listening side of this communication. We are
bringing both mind and heart into the presence of God and then we listen to the
Lord.” In
meditative prayer we are creating the emotional and spiritual space that allows
God to construct an inner sanctuary in the heart. Jesus is knocking; meditative
prayer opens the door. We are learning to be still and to be attentive to
God. It is the words of Frederick W.
Farber:
Only to sit and think of God,
Oh what a joy it is!
To think the thought,
To breath the name;
Earth has no higher bliss.
If you are hungry for a deeper meditative life with God,
then Richard Foster’s Sanctuary of the Soul is a helpful,
practical book that shows the way.
Teach me to stop and listen,
Teach me to center down.
Teach me the use of silence,
Teach me where peace is found.
Teach me to hear Your calling,
Teach me to search Your Word.
Teach me to hear in silence,
Things I have never heard.
Teach me to be collected,
Teach me to be in tune,
Teach me to be directed,
Silence will end so soon.
Then when it’s time for moving,
Grant it that I might bring
To every day and moment,
Peace from a silent spring.
-Ken Medema
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