Cache, Trips, Weddings, Camping. All so different and all so the same. They all had love, they all involved connection, relationship, feelings, thoughts, emotions. All in some way shape or form life-changing, maybe not a huge life change or even a semi-life change, but a life change non the less. Not only did these things involve all of the things mentioned above, but they all involved God. He was there, you could feel him moving. We woke up at 5:30 a.m. to go catch the sunrise this morning. As we were driving we spotted a beautiful field and had to stop. As we stopped we got out of the car and were completely enthralled with the image, the image of this beautiful field, the image God created for all of us to view, and we; well I can't speak for everyone so I felt Him swirling all around me. He was with us in every instance. At the wedding the bride and groom requested to have a pause for prayer after their vows, and as the put there heads next to each other you could see the groom praying into his brides ear, giving God his marriage. God was there. God was moving. Seek and you will find. He can not be missed.

My head has detached from my shoulders, and is suspended, mid-air, spinning, around, and around, and around. I can't decide which direction is the best direction. I can't decide if any direction is even the right direction. What do you do when you don't know what to do? When you want something, but every action that you take to achieve that, something, never works out. Do you keep trying? Or do you choose a new path?

I'm glad I wrote this.

Fighting the Storm

Sitting in a whirling blizzard of blackened snow, fighting with my arms tied, searching with my eyes blind . I trust you to guide me, so where do I go? My arms tied makes my body weak. I can only take the hit. If I fall will I be able to get up? Will you find me if I fall? Now my face is as black as the snow. My body is to weak to take this beating. I trust you to protect me. I can't protect myself, and I don't know where to go. You are all I have, my trust is in you.

Lullaby's

A silent drive took place between Pete and I tonight, as we went to smoke our pipes. We sat long in thought asking what one another was pondering, always getting the same answer, "ah nothing". I sat a long time trying to get my pipe to catch, having to empty it and re-pack it. I took three or four good draws, and as I watched the burning embers in my pipe Pete spoke out. He said something implying that he was stuck in a predicament, not knowing what to do. I sat a while, taking the occasional draw on my pipe as did he, watching the embers burn and seeing the smoke seep out the top of the pipe, it is always something so interesting to me. After sitting for a moment in silence, I began to speak out something of the same, realizing I really don't have any money. Before this I thought to myself, "man Pete needs prayer". Not until I needed it did I vocalize the point. So I begin to pray and Pete is just talking, and then looking at him I realized God is here with us. So we both began to talk to each other and we talked with God as well thanking him and praising him and just knowing and realizing how much we both need him. The more we talked the more at peace we were, it was like a gentle lullaby luring us to sleep. This sleep, however, was with our King and being able to sleep in peace knowing he is here and will never give up on us, and never leave us.