Stop, Wait, Listen
Being in the beautiful outdoors has been refreshing and I've taken some time to just enjoy the beauty that surrounds me.
Being in the beautiful outdoors has been refreshing and I've taken some time to just enjoy the beauty that surrounds me.
That bright Saturday morning, with my daughter Erika, and her two sons, Andrew and Caleb, ages 8 and 9, we took that challenging hike. We'd scrambled up the 4500 feet to the top, walked across the flat, green meadow that was like a table.
We all have a time to live here on earth and then die.
What children are in your sphere of influence? Your own children? Grandchildren?
My favorite type of travel is still a road trip.
As we drove home, we discussed our experience with the mysterious skier. We hadn't seen him going up the canyon. He didn't ski down to the road either. He just disappeared.
What about your faith? Do others observe it? If something happened to you what would people say about you? Would they say you were a follower of Jesus and lived out your faith? Something to ponder.
Forty three years ago, on Sunday morning, May 18, 1980, Mount St. Helens erupted. I can remember that day as though it were yesterday.