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The stream of life

As I recently composed a picture of a fall stream at Wahkeena Falls in Oregon’s Columbia Gorge, I pictured my  life as one of those leaves. I am often tossed and turned, sped up and slowed down, but I am always in this water of life that is God. I rest at times with other travelers, and other times I am alone except for God.  And ultimately, I am no more, dissolved into this water, finally no longer separated from God.

Wahkeena Falls, Columbia Gorge

Franconia Notch

Safe Shelter

“According the greatness of your goodness and your many mercies, look down on me and hear the prayer of your poor servant, exiled far off in the land of the shadow of death.  Protect and keep the soul of your servant, traveling amid the many dangers of life. By your grace, direct him along the path of peace until he is back home in the land of everlasting brightness.”  Thomas รก Kempis
These two Bible passages are separated by more than five hundred years, but their theme is the same.  Only God gives us the sanctuary we can trust. Living two millennia from when these verses were written, we still have the same choice: to trust ourselves or to trust God. I guess it all depends on what and where we call “home.” 
Avalanche Falls, The Flume, NH

Pancake Rocks, South Island, New Zealand

Zip Lining, Franconia Notch, and the Kangamangus Highway

Meg and I began fall early this season with a trip to visit Michael and Sara in New Hampshire in mid September.  We were fortunate to enjoy the early turning of green leaves into multi hued colors. We traveled up north for a day of zip lining and hiking in the Franconia Notch area, near the town of Lincoln.  One of the most beautiful highways in the US, the Kangamangus, runs east-west from there.  Although it was still relatively early in the season, the reds were peaking in the high country, providing a wonderful visual feast.  Oh, and the zip lining was incredibly fun!!

The ever present Lord

Meg and I have be gone from La Grande for three weeks. We leave Washington DC late this afternoon (Monday). We spent two excellent weeks with Michael and Sara in New Hampshire where we watched fall colors begin. Amtrak then brought us from Boston to Washington DC. We have enjoyed a reunion of our Peace Corps group who trained on Molokai in later 1967, and then spent 1968/69 in Tonga, in the South Pacific. Our lives met briefly then, and briefly now. Yet that two year experience deepened and matured each of us, and provided a strong foundation to contribute to family and community in the years that have gone by. And, with that background, this four days together has been exceptionally stimulating filling in the gaps and catching up.

I have realized as well how long my own faith journey has been.  God has never ceased to travel with me, no matter how much I have ignored, rejected, forgotten Him. The Creator of the Universe cannot be absent anywhere, or we and the universe would cease to be. As the One who knows even when a sparrow falls, His Presence remains constant and continual, whether I am waking or sleeping, whether I am speaking or listening, whether I am doing or being.
Kancamagus Highway, NH

Franconia Notch, NH