Yesterday we were treated to a beautiful Sunset , in Lee and Corrines Garden the firt blooms of the new spring are showing ..sleep came and its morning now .
This Laptop I am writing on is the last to be packed. outside the fog is
obscuring the view , but there is a light in the sky . In a few hours we will
leave St Paul . Lee and Corrine will drive us to the Portland Oregon Airport.
Lori and I will go through the security checkpoints . We already have our
Boarding passes and our place in line secured .
We will wait ...our number will be called and we will board the plane and
watch Oregon through the tiny windows provided on the plane .
Then later today we will arrive in Nashville where Becky and Jim will be
waiting to pick us up.
Pretty orderly . Lori and I have plenty of photos and plenty of memories ,
for weeks we will keep asking each other what was your favorite day , or what
was your favorite moment , what did you enjoy seeing the most ect .
I will continue witting in this diary . As I work over the photos I am
bringing back I know they will remind me of this or that ...and I will be
prompted to share " this or that ".
Like the fog outside , my mind is beginning to see possibilities of the
landscape of my mind ....I have a crop of photos , which represent not only this
specific trip to Oregon , but on a much greater scale they tell my story
..which in itself is a story written and directed by the Lord .
I came to the Lord in 1996 , but He has known about me , planned for me
and Loved me before that time when the Lava from Central Oregon raced west to
the Sea or turned North to what we call the Gorge .
These Snapshots remind me of how I am a part of His canvas , His weaving,
I have seen His sculptures and watched His daily ballets . I have Heard His
symphonies . His poetry I see on the moss covered trees in the darkened Forests
, I have seen the painted Sunsets ...
His love for me has been poured out in every moment . The earth is filled
with His glory . I have been so blessed to be able to share all this with ,
family , and friends , and most of all with His greatest gift to me , my wife ,
my lovely bride , who blesses me in so many ways.
Well , I hear people stirring ...this day is about to begin in Ernest
....
obscuring the view , but there is a light in the sky . In a few hours we will
leave St Paul . Lee and Corrine will drive us to the Portland Oregon Airport.
Lori and I will go through the security checkpoints . We already have our
Boarding passes and our place in line secured .
We will wait ...our number will be called and we will board the plane and
watch Oregon through the tiny windows provided on the plane .
Then later today we will arrive in Nashville where Becky and Jim will be
waiting to pick us up.
Pretty orderly . Lori and I have plenty of photos and plenty of memories ,
for weeks we will keep asking each other what was your favorite day , or what
was your favorite moment , what did you enjoy seeing the most ect .
I will continue witting in this diary . As I work over the photos I am
bringing back I know they will remind me of this or that ...and I will be
prompted to share " this or that ".
Like the fog outside , my mind is beginning to see possibilities of the
landscape of my mind ....I have a crop of photos , which represent not only this
specific trip to Oregon , but on a much greater scale they tell my story
..which in itself is a story written and directed by the Lord .
I came to the Lord in 1996 , but He has known about me , planned for me
and Loved me before that time when the Lava from Central Oregon raced west to
the Sea or turned North to what we call the Gorge .
These Snapshots remind me of how I am a part of His canvas , His weaving,
I have seen His sculptures and watched His daily ballets . I have Heard His
symphonies . His poetry I see on the moss covered trees in the darkened Forests
, I have seen the painted Sunsets ...
His love for me has been poured out in every moment . The earth is filled
with His glory . I have been so blessed to be able to share all this with ,
family , and friends , and most of all with His greatest gift to me , my wife ,
my lovely bride , who blesses me in so many ways.
Well , I hear people stirring ...this day is about to begin in Ernest
....
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