Soul Therapy


Gentle rain wanderings offer ethereal “Be still and know that I am God” soul therapy. Here’s a couple “Just walking in the rain” therapy scenes that soothed my soul today. I M Blessed . . . May U B 2 

Keep Looking Up . . . His Best is Yet to Come! 

Chugach Range – Chickaloon, AK

Fish Lake – Chickaloon, AK

Finite vs. Infinite


NASA’s just released James Webb Space Telescope’s spectacular deep space images of our unseen universe imparted an ambivalent consciousness of my own finite, trivial minuteness and God’s infinite, stunning immensity.

Today my 24/7/365 Last Frontier backyard ‘Nature Channel’ displayed terra-firma exhibits of His magnificence, imparting a peaceful assurance . . .

“Heaven is my throne, and earth is my footstool.” – Isaiah 66:2

Keep Looking Up . . . His Best is Yet to Come!

Curious Cow Moose
Water Iris
Inbound Fireweed Pollinator

Wild and Free


An approaching storm enhanced Alaska’s wild and free aura in my wanderings along the Matanuska River this afternoon. My soul is at peace in this vast and rugged corner of creation I’m grateful to call home. I M Blessed . . . May U B 2

He performs wonders that cannot be fathomed, miracles that cannot be counted.”

1 Chronicles 6:12

Fireweed blooms along the Matanuska
Giant in the Clouds

Window View


Traveling skies at 600 mph holds a serene solitude foreign to those traveling highways at 60 mph 40,000 ft. below. Such was mine to embrace returning to the Last Frontier.

I M Blessed . . . May U B 2

Beauty and the Beast


The wonders of Creation never cease to amaze and fascinate me. This morning Mother Nature revealed a Beauty and the Beast display outside our Great Smoky Mountains abode here down in the ‘holler’ by the ‘crick’.

Rhododendron blooms’ perfumed beauty are definitely more appealing than frightening, ugly dobsonflies, but each has their place and purpose in Mother Nature’s journal where all are beautiful.

You are the God of great wonders! – Psalm 77:14

Keep Looking Up . . . His Best is Yet to Come!

Rhododendron

Dobsonfly
Home in the ‘Holler’

Great Smoky Mountain Morning Majesty


Waterfall’s rhythmic splashing outside our door awakened us in the predawn. Gently roused, we headed up the mountain to Cades Cove.

The Great Smoky Mountain’s flora and fauna were there to welcome us. In silent, reverent wonder we witnessed Creation, with all her magnificent splendor, softly awake Mother Nature to begin the new day.

“God dwells in His creation and is everywhere indivisibly present in all His works. He is transcendent above all His works even while He is immanent within them.”

A.W. Tozer

Keep Looking Up . . . His Best is Yet to Come!

Our Falls
Cades Cove Morn’
We See You
Winged Beauty
Unknown Wildflower

Spider Stats


Garden Spider

With over a million different kinds, insects represent the most numerous of all life forms on earth. I grateful the Creator gave them exoskeletons to lug around and considerably limit their size. Had they endoskeletons like us, we’d be impossibly outnumbered, tripping over ants, swatting mosquitoes with baseball bats, and Orkin exterminators would be packing, wearing Kevlar vests.

I’m appreciate all insect predators . . . colorful birds, furry anteaters, slimy frogs, even spooky bats to assist keeping the ever-burgeoning insect population in check . . . but wonder why God saw fit add scary spiders to help keep insects from ‘bugging’ us 😊

This morning, a Garden Spider gained a modicum of my respect. The intricate, geometrically designed web this little 8-legged architect had constructed altered my perspective of these creepy creatures. Patiently waiting to ambush and chow down on some savory insect, I realized this tiny guy (girl?) is actually my ally, possibly sparing me a future mosquito bite 😍

Sooooo . . . with that renewed mindset, here’s a ½ dozen Spider Stats to lend a favorable ‘spin’ for any arachnophobes out there, with one caveat . . . spiders still can bite Ya’ 😫

  1. Webs of Steel – for size, the silk strands of a spider’s web are far stronger than steel!
  2. Custom Designing – Most spiders have 3 spinnerets that extrude silk which dries when exposed to the air as they build their webs. Some have up to 8 spinnerets for different thread sizes. The spider controls the thread’s thickness, texture, and adhesiveness as it’s drawn from the spinnerets depending on the thread’s intended purpose.
  3. Web Recycling – each night the spider eats most of its web, leaving the primary frame to re-weave a new circular web each morning. It’s believed spiders eat their webs to recycle nutrients and consume small food particles . . . Yummy! 🤪
  4. Here’s Looking at You – most spiders have eight eyes. However, some species have six, four, two, or even no eyes. Even within a single species, the number of eyes may vary, but it’s always an even number.
  5. Cautious Courtship – at breeding time the male carefully ventures into the female’s nest, and then plucks the strands of her web to entice her. Before mating, he drops a safety web so that he can escape should he ‘strike a wrong note’, and she decides to cannibalize him 😲
  6. Venomous, but not Dangerous – like most spiders, Garden Spiders have venom to incapacitate their prey. However, their venom is not harmful humans.

All things bright and beautiful, all creatures great and small, all things wise and wonderful, the Lord God made them all.”

Cecil Frances Alexander

Day’s End


Peace cloaked my soul witnessing creation whisper “Good Night” in celestial hues.

Be still and know that I am God.” –  Psalm 46:10

Great Smoky Mountain Sunset

Keep Looking Up . . . His Best is Yet to Come!

Roses and Raindrops


Fragrance of roses drifted on the fresh air cleansed by the passing storm. The sweet scent and lingering raindrops clinging to vivid pink petals created one of those ethereal ‘eternal instant’ moments sensing the unspeakable wonder of God’s creation, bathed in comfort of His unconditional love.

I came across this poem ascribed to a 13th century poet that hints at the precious ‘eternal instant’ that was mine to embrace this morning . . . I M Blessed . . . May U B 2

It is only a tiny rosebud

A flower of God’s design

But I cannot unfold the petals

With these clumsy hands of mine

The secret of unfolding flowers

Is not known to such as I

God opens this flower so sweetly

When in my hands they fade and die

If I cannot unfold a rosebud

This flower of God’s design

Then how can I think I have wisdom

To unfold this life of mine?

So, I’ll trust in Him for His leading

Each moment of every day

I will look to Him for His guidance

Each step of the pilgrim way

The pathway that lies before me

Only my Heavenly Father knows

I’ll trust Him to unfold the moments

Just as He unfolds the rose

Keep Looking Up . . . His Best is Yet to Come!