Journey into Forever

Well as I sit here at the computer and the clock strikes 11, it reminds me of many such nights over my 60 years. Can't sleep because.....there's always a reason. This one is a recurring theme....a thorn in my side so to speak. A reason to keep me completely humble, because try as I might my life is never perfect.I have written about this before, and being the emotional person I am, when it happens again I will probably write about it again. Just when I think I can stand to my full height and walk with shoulders set and my eyes pressing forward, there is a hijacker standing behind the tree with a baseball bat. I don't usually see him as he is hiding, though I know he's there somewhere. He has a great advantage over me. He's a chameleon, changing shape or color to escape my detection. Then, as I walk by said tree, he jumps out with the bat and flattens me again. Cold-cocks me , knocks me out, and usually takes along with my consciousness the will to get

Genesis l:31 God saw all that he had made, and it was very good. And there was evening, and there was morning—the sixth day. After we did the fireworks stand, we took a few days off and went to the lake. You would think we had enough time in that camper after two weeks, but no, we wanted to go have fun at the lake. Had visits from both kids and their families, and had a wonderful time. Now we are exhausted, resting up at home. I enjoy camping for many reasons, not the least of which is my fascination with God's beautiful creation. Riding down the lake, as I look at the bluffs,some would just see trees. Not me. I see a huge number of different hues of green. Each tree is a little bit different, and as I look at them I marvel at God's ability to create beauty. I look at the way the water curls as the boat creates a wake. White and blue with crystal droplets falling back into the water. The sunset on the night we stayed out later on the water was amazing.

Matthew 10:27 - "What I tell you in the dark, speak in the daylight; what is whispered in your ear, proclaim from the roofs." Obadiah 1:3 -"The pride of your heart has deceived you, you who live in the clefts of the rocks and make your home on the heights, you who say to yourself, 'Who can bring me down to the ground?" Finally recovering from the fireworks stand. It was our seventh year, and although the weather was wonderful, I was still just as tired. Pretty well exhausted actually. But as the fog began to lift, I thought about everything that had happened in the two weeks we lived on the Walgreens parking lot in Republic. For one thing, we had one of the worst storms we've ever had. At 1:00 in the morning, we heard a loud knock on the door. Thankfully, it was the police warning us of an impending storm. Their warning gave us enough time to make some preparations. When the storm hit, 5 of us were inside the tent. The men were hol