Solitude of Silence


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 mind . . . the raw, rugged, vast stretches of wilderness . . . the majesty of snow-capped mountain sunrises, and brilliant ocean sunsets . . . abundant, really wild wildlife . . . etc., etc., etc.

Long summer’s calm water’s reflections –  longer winter’s frozen landscapes . . . clouds floating on blue skies above – purple fireweed sprouting from the earth below . . . mountain storm rainbows – massive glacier azure-blue ice . . .  falling snowflakes. Uncluttered by civilization’s  burden of stressful busyness, Creation survives and thrives in the quiet, unhurried power of Silence.  

It’s the Last Frontier’s immense SOS . . . Solitude of Silence . . . that soothes and heals my inner being, soul therapy at its best! For many Alaska is a bucket-list tourist destination. For me it’s the place my soul calls home, until He calls me Home.

 Albert Einstein once said,”Look deeper into nature and you will understand everything better.” Jesus said it even better . . . “Be still and know that I am God.” – Psalm 46:10

Here’s a couple SOS scenes from yesterday’s wilderness wander along the banks of the Matanuska River.

Be still . . . Be Blessed

Frozen Reflections
Frigid Flows

Sub-zero Wonder


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 world with eyes incapable of anything but wonder, and with a tongue fluent only in praise.” – Pat Conroy

I M Blessed . . . May U B 2
                              
Keep Looking Up . . . His best is yet to come!

Chugach Range Panorama
Matanuska River Valley Palmer-Butte, Alaska
Brrrrrr!
Matanuska River Chickaloon, Alaska
Subzero Solitude

Breathless Wonder


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 still and know that I am God … I will be exalted in the earth.”

Psalm 46:10

I M Blessed . . . May U B 2

Frigid Flow
Silent Sentinels
Stilled Rapids
Frosted Flow
Ice Fog
Frozen Fun
Adrenaline!

River Walk


Today’s wilderness wander found me hiking the Matanuska River Valley. Carving its path over millennia between snow-laden peaks of the Chugach and Talkeetna Ranges, it’s birthed 25 miles upstream in the Matanuska Glacier.

Freezing temps have restricted glacier melt dropping the river’s level dramatically. Summer’s silt-gray turbid flow has been transformed to winter’s clear blue-green . . . today I trekked through a creation postcard of wonder.

“… He leaded me besides still waters. He restoreth my soul…” Psalm 23:2-3

Hik-‘ing’ Day


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 😊

Chugach Range Fall
Freeze-Up
Bull Moose Calf
Climbing Up
Summit Sun

I M Blessed . . . May U B 2
Love to Live, Live to Love” – Amy Carmichael    

Keep Looking Up . . . His best is yet to come!

Raw – Wild- Rugged – Vast


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.

Matanuska River – Chickaloon, Alaska

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

Storm Brewing

I M Blessed . . . May U B 2   
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Keep Looking Up . . . His best is yet to come!

Snow and Salmon


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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Keep Looking Up . . . His best is yet to come!

Fall in Chickaloon, Alaska
Fall in the Chugach Mts.
Fall in the Talkeetna Mts.
Fall in the Matanuska Valley
Spawning Sockeye and Chum Salmon
Spawning Frenzy

A ‘Silver’ Day


Spent  a day with a retired pastor friend fishing for silver salmon on the Little Susitna River. I’m ever amazed how God continues to bless this ole prodigal in spite of himself.

Little Susitna River
Fishing for Silvers
First Catch of the Day
First Mate Matt
Silver, Fred, Matt
Silver Salmon

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Keep Looking Up . . . His best is yet to come!

River to Ridgeline


Today’s wilderness wander began in lush deciduous forest by river’s roaring rapids . . . wound ever upward through silent, spruce scented boreal forest . . .  finished 4,000 ft. above on alpine ridgeline, tinged with fall’s first reds.

Throughout life I’ve been blessed to travel and behold the wonders of 9 different countries on 3 different continents . . . yet . .  awe-inspiring treks through Creation’s wilderness remains my favorite wonder genre.

How great are the wonders God shows us! How powerful are the miracles He performs! Daniel 4:3

I M Blessed . . . May U B 2
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Keep Looking Up . . . His best is yet to come!

Seasons Transition


Fresh snow dusting the mountains, yellow tinged leaves . . . Last Frontier signs of Fall all knocking on Summer’s door.

To everything there is a season, and time to every purpose under heaven“. – Ecclesiastes 3:1