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Leaves and temperatures falling in synchrony with winter’s approach . . . invigorating soul therapy for wandering the Last Frontier’s wilderness reaches.
“Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.” Here’s a few ‘moments’ that left me breathless today.
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“But as for me, it is good to be near God. I have made the Lord God my refuge, to tell of all your works.”
Psalm 73:28
Leaves fall-‘ing’ – Moose rambl-‘ing’ – River freez-‘ing’ – Snow melt-‘ing’ – Sun blaz-‘ing’ . . . a day made for an Alaskan wilderness wander Hik-‘ing’ through Creation 😊
I M Blessed . . . May U B 2
“Love to Live, Live to Love” – Amy Carmichael
Keep Looking Up . . . His best is yet to come!
While our birth days are 5 decades apart, wilderness wanderings with my son helps me forget my age and live life young again . . . undeservedly blessed . . . living each day as though it’s my last . . . grateful yesterday wasn’t . . . knowing His best forever young is yet to come.
“Love to Live, Live to Love“. – Amy Carmichael
I M Blessed . . . May U B 2
A short morning snow squall followed by brilliant sunshine made for an interesting wilderness wander today . . . . Gotta’ love the Last Frontier! 😊
“Love to Live, Live to Love” – Amy Carmichael
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This after-the-storm picture of Winter invading Fall had me contemplating my mortality. From first to final breath, much like the changing of the seasons, life is a continuum of seasons.
The Spring of my life witnessed a carefree childhood morph into an adolescence of uncertainty and tentative teens before yielding to the Summer of adulthood, running the gamut of experiences and emotions from gain to loss; joy to sorrow; trial to triumph; happiness to heartbreak. Fall followed suit, but with slightly more intensity, enhanced by increased awareness of both life’s responsibly and appreciation.
Gazing on this scene today, I realized, albeit somewhat reluctantly, my life’s journey has entered Winter. Spanning nearly eight decades, my journey lies somewhere below life’s summit in Winter’s snows, above Fall’s fading colors. Given the genre of my life’s journey, I suspect my current location resides in that fog below the mountain’s summit 😊
Regrets? . . . many, most self-attributable. Blessings? . . . many more, attributable to God’s unfathomable Grace alone. And so, I gratefully journey on towards the summit, uncertain of my arrival time, but assured of a forever room at the top is waiting for me . . . Hope to see you there.
“My Father’s house has many rooms; if that were not so, would I have told you that I am going there to prepare a place for you.” John 14:2
TCD – Tire Changeover Day – the official first day Alaskans are permitted to mount their winter studded tires on their vehicles . . . perfect timing . . . on the trip home from town along the Matanuska River, cold, blustery winds heralded an impending storm . . . and now it’s sn😊wing!
Here’s a minuscule glimpse of the Last Frontier’s raw, wild, rugged beauty along each of the 25 miles to town . . . a drive through an ever changing postcard of creationscapes. Its vastness never ceases to instill me with a sense of infinitesimal smallness, while its grandeur paradoxically soothes my soul.
“He who forms the mountains, who creates the winds, and who revels His thoughts to mankind, who turns dawn to darkness, and treads on the heights of the earth – the Lord God Almighty is His name“.
Amos 4:13
I M Blessed . . . May U B 2
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Mother Nature sets her own seasonal calendar . . . snow ushered in the ‘official’ first day of fall here as the last salmon finished spawning in a stream . . . another day blessed to enjoy in the Last Frontier.
“There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven” – Ecclesiastes 3:1
“Love to Live, Live to Love” – Amy Carmichael
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There’s an annual two-week gold rush in Alaska that provides unlimited ‘gold’, and everyone can stake a claim . . . Fall 😊😊😊
A solo kayaker, bathed in the rising golden mists of a sunrise, bid us adieu as we left Denali National Park this morning. Lord willing, we’ll return again someday to this spectacular corner of creation.
“The heavens proclaim the glory of God. The skies display His craftsmanship“. – Psalm 19:1
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Keep Looking Up . . . His best is yet to come!
Clouds are dominating the skies, concealing North America’s highest mountain, majestic 20,320 ft. Denali. However, they can’t obscure Denali National Park’s epic display of fall splendor.
Here’s a few glimpses of what was ours to behold. Wish y’all could be here to take it all in for yourselves.
“Love to Live, Live to Love” – Amy Carmichael
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Keep Looking Up . . . His best is yet to come!
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