Praise Him in the Storm

We spent most of the day Tuesday rounding up all of our stuff , preparing
to leave on Wednesday. It was a good day to do that . Another Storm system was
breaking over the Northwest . This one was bringing snow , high winds , hail ,
and occasional lightning and thunder .

I did have some time to go out and take a few photos of the approaching storm from several locations I had enjoyed for the past few weeks . I Left cold and wet , but so thankful that for a few short days I was able to enjoy all of this; the sunny days and the cold and wet ones .

One of the really great things about living right on the Ocean is you have
an unobstructed view of these cloud masses and storms as they race toward the
shore . The variety and movement of the clouds fascinates me .

The night before Lori and I were talking about what attracts me so much to
this Oregon Landscape , and I was realizing its the Movement . The movement of
the waves , the breakers , the swift moving coastal streams , the clouds as they
are pushed through the sky , the wind in the trees ...

Makes me wonder why I enjoy photography....why not movie making . When I
think of it how frustrating it must be deep in my soul to love movement so much
, and try to capture it with still photos.

The whole creation is moving ...myself included . the processes that
brought us everything we enjoyed photographing , and the people we enjoyed
spending time with , has also brought us to the last full day before we leave .

At one point the world turned as we waited to arrive , and now the same
world moves us to our return trip home ...The movement that brings us life ,
that brings us those we love ...will in time bring us to our grave ,

Random thoughts as I think of our time well spent on the Oregon Coast
...outside the sky is just starting to show some color , the part of the planet
I am present in has turned into the sun . A new day is beginning ,

Like the clouds I am pushed along , walking in the steps He has prepared
for me ...and through His grace I can remember the past , and even take parts of
the past out and hold them in my hand or view them on this laptop screen
...

His mercies are new every Morning !