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Tag: Mountains

  • Sunrise . . . Sunset

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    Fred D
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    This evening’s glowing sunset held a two-fold  paradox . . . the solemn awareness that everything has an end . . . the calming assurance that each sunset will reborn in tomorrow’s sunrise . . . just as my final sunset will someday be reborn in the Son-rise of my finest forever. Keep Looking Up . .…

  • New Year Resolutions

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    Fred D
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    After nearly 8 decades of failed New year resolutions, I’ve finally arrived at one that works for me . . . Leave the past in the past . . . the future in the future . . . and live life one-day-at-a-time today holding tightly the hand of the only One who knows all three,…

  • “The Manuscripts of God”

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    Fred D
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    A ½” of virgin, unmarked snow . . . a cool, gentle breeze . . . a pinking hour sunset brushed across distant snowcaps  – the wilderness wonder postcard God created for me to glide through before hanging up my skis and heading off to rejoin my life partner in the Great Smoky Mountains tomorrow.…

  • Frigid Fun

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    Fred D
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    The thermometer registered an ‘invigorating’ minus 15 when sun peeked above the horizon at 9:30 AM today, but by 11 AM has risen to a ‘balmy’ minus 5 😊 Noting the impending heat wave, Grant and I layered-up headed out to romp through the wilderness around Girdwood, AK, where lotsa’ white stuff has fallen. We…

  • Happiness is . . .

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    Fred D
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    Happiness is zero degrees and a pair of skis . . . gliding over a wilderness lake, snow whispering beneath, winter’s sun above sinking behind distant mountain monarchs . . . Life is Good! . . . wish you could have joined me. “He gives snow like wool; He scatter the frost like ashes.” –…

  • Midnight Sun

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    Fred D
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    The Land of the Midnight Sun is rapidly entering its Midnight Moon season, as seen in this 4 PM/4-degree wilderness wander picture. Watching the sun begin to silently slip below the distant Chugach Range conjured a somewhat ambivalent thought of peaceful melancholy . . . this scene is somewhat analogous to my life . .…

  • Sunrise Splendor

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    Fred D
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    My soul was awed at sunrise . . . a glimpse of God’s majesty . . . proof that He exists “How great are your works Lord” -Psalm 92:5 Keep Looking Up . . . His best is yet to come!

  • Solitude of Silence

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    Fred D
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    Everyone has a special place of comfort, peace and inner healing their soul calls home. What’s yours? Living in Alaska, where this morning the temperature begins another day of residence below zero, it’s a question I’ve often been asked, and now sit here pondering before a blazing wood stove. A myriad of reasons flash to…

  • Sub-zero Wonder

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    Fred D
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    I attended church twice today. Following this morning’s indoor service, I attended an outdoor service alone, embraced by Nature’s unspeakable, pristine, sub-zero splendor . . . sensing my infinitesimal smallness   . . . silently worshiping my omnipotent Creator and keeper of my soul. “How great Thou art!” “I would like to have seen the whole…

  • Breathless Wonder

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    Fred D
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    “Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but  the moments that take our breath away.” . . . and not because it’s 9 degrees 😊 From river valley to mountain top, today was a totally breathless day immersed in the wonders of creation, wrapped in my Creator’s the omnipotent arms. “Be…