What really matters
I have lost focus on the blog. I had always wanted to keep focused on the religious things, and while maintaining a connection, particularly in regards to religious freedom, I have strayed from my intent here. I don't repudiate in any way the things I have written. I feel, in particular, that sooner, rather than later, we will be forced to choose between doing what is right and following God, and following the laws of the land. I really meant what I wrote regarding the Yellow Cross.
I have to write regarding my experience in Logan, and the trip back. In Logan I felt the pride of watching my son receive his Masters Degrees. I spent time with his family, including his aunt, wife, and of course Paul. It is family that matters. It is the basic unit of eternity. We feel joy in this life when our family is happy, when family members choose the right path. We sorrow when they stray or when there is strife between family members. I have felt the loss of a brother, and father. I have mourned for children that are choosing a different path. I don't love them less, in fact it gives me just a glimpse into what our Heavenly Father feels when we follow him, and when we don't. A glimpse.
As I woke up this morning in a motel in Logan, I looked out, and was overwhelmed by the beauty of the sun coming up over the mountains. The beauty of that valley is amazing. The palette that God used to paint the canvas of this world is as infinite as the eyes that perceive the beauty. I know that many people look at the sage, and the desert, and see wasteland. I get that. People look upon the plains of Kansas and see endless, monotonous prairie. Logan, in a valley that is naturally sheltered, and irrigated, has its own beauty. Driving out of the valley to the west and ultimately heading north I loved the change to the desert. The highland in between Rattlesnake Pass and Sweetzer Pass has several small valleys, with very sparse habitation. Most exits are posted "No services", and are simply access points to farms and ranches. It is also identified as the north end of what used to be Lake Bonneville, which when it flooded created the Snake River Canyon west of Burley, ID and north of Twin. The silt that settled gave that area its name, Magic Valley. Magic because with the canals and massive irrigation, the fields spring forth seemingly turning green overnight, and very fruitful.
I prefer the natural state of the land here in Twin. Sage being abundant, it boasts life in its own way. Sage seems to grow right out of the lava outcrops that are all over, proving that perhaps God is still perfecting the landscape here, with some of these growths allegedly only several thousand years old. Craters of the Moon park is all lava ridges, gullies, and many other features. Too new to even sport much sage, it continues to change, sage is very tenacious, and can cling with very little soil, finding its way into cracks in the rocks to set roots.
What does all this tell me? It tells me that this world which was created by God for us is so full of evidence of His existence, that there shouldn't be any argument.
This is the true message of the blog. God lives. He knows us each individually. Why we (and when I say we, I mostly mean myself) don't submit to Him, I don't know. I suspect it is a process. After all, sooner or later we will be brought to our knees before Him. If we do so by choice, then we are welcomed in. If are driven to our knees, and faced with the certain knowledge of His existence, and only then do we submit, then....
I have to write regarding my experience in Logan, and the trip back. In Logan I felt the pride of watching my son receive his Masters Degrees. I spent time with his family, including his aunt, wife, and of course Paul. It is family that matters. It is the basic unit of eternity. We feel joy in this life when our family is happy, when family members choose the right path. We sorrow when they stray or when there is strife between family members. I have felt the loss of a brother, and father. I have mourned for children that are choosing a different path. I don't love them less, in fact it gives me just a glimpse into what our Heavenly Father feels when we follow him, and when we don't. A glimpse.
As I woke up this morning in a motel in Logan, I looked out, and was overwhelmed by the beauty of the sun coming up over the mountains. The beauty of that valley is amazing. The palette that God used to paint the canvas of this world is as infinite as the eyes that perceive the beauty. I know that many people look at the sage, and the desert, and see wasteland. I get that. People look upon the plains of Kansas and see endless, monotonous prairie. Logan, in a valley that is naturally sheltered, and irrigated, has its own beauty. Driving out of the valley to the west and ultimately heading north I loved the change to the desert. The highland in between Rattlesnake Pass and Sweetzer Pass has several small valleys, with very sparse habitation. Most exits are posted "No services", and are simply access points to farms and ranches. It is also identified as the north end of what used to be Lake Bonneville, which when it flooded created the Snake River Canyon west of Burley, ID and north of Twin. The silt that settled gave that area its name, Magic Valley. Magic because with the canals and massive irrigation, the fields spring forth seemingly turning green overnight, and very fruitful.
I prefer the natural state of the land here in Twin. Sage being abundant, it boasts life in its own way. Sage seems to grow right out of the lava outcrops that are all over, proving that perhaps God is still perfecting the landscape here, with some of these growths allegedly only several thousand years old. Craters of the Moon park is all lava ridges, gullies, and many other features. Too new to even sport much sage, it continues to change, sage is very tenacious, and can cling with very little soil, finding its way into cracks in the rocks to set roots.
What does all this tell me? It tells me that this world which was created by God for us is so full of evidence of His existence, that there shouldn't be any argument.
This is the true message of the blog. God lives. He knows us each individually. Why we (and when I say we, I mostly mean myself) don't submit to Him, I don't know. I suspect it is a process. After all, sooner or later we will be brought to our knees before Him. If we do so by choice, then we are welcomed in. If are driven to our knees, and faced with the certain knowledge of His existence, and only then do we submit, then....
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