That's my dad!

I have a different perspective on things since my dad makes pottery. I guess you could say that he's an artist. I get to see all the different things that he comes up with. Sometimes he comes up with a unique piece that is very useful, or maybe just different. He has some of the most beautiful glazes on some of his work. Not only do I get to see the end product, but I even get to see the process in which he forms each piece. It truly is amazing what one can do with a pile of mud.

Speaking of which, I was taking a walk today and was taken away by what my eyes beheld. I got to see the sun making its course toward the end of the horizon, all the while casting its golden rays so liberally as to say, Good night Dillon! Here's a little beauty to remember me by until I come back in the morning. And to see the glorious planet on which I have opportunity to abide in under such light, I was in awe. And the thought occurred to me... My Dad made this. My heavenly Father made this little ball of mud with all its splendor, and he has given me the eyes to gaze upon it. What a beautiful creation, and to think I not only know the creator, but he's adopted me. I am his child. Come what may he's coming for me one day. He'll take me up to my home where not hurt nor harm can reach. No sin, no sickness, no sorrow nor pain. I'll see Jesus who so lovingly gave himself for me. I will live in heaven for all eternity. I look around me and see this earth that while it may be beautiful, it's still fallen. But that this fallen earth can be filled with such magnificence, how beautiful Heaven must be! Oh that it were today. Even so, come, Lord Jesus.


Scripture to ponder:

Psalm 19:1 The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament sheweth his handywork.
2 Day unto day uttereth speech, and night unto night sheweth knowledge.
3 There is no speech nor language, where their voice is not heard.
4 Their line is gone out through all the earth, and their words to the end of the world. In them hath he set a tabernacle for the sun,
5 Which is as a bridegroom coming out of his chamber, and rejoiceth as a strong man to run a race.
6 His going forth is from the end of the heaven, and his circuit unto the ends of it: and there is nothing hid from the heat thereof.

An amazing summer. Part 1

I would apologize for not posting for so long and tell you all just how sorry I was for my lack of blogging except for the fact that I am not really sorry. Sorry for not being sorry.
This Summer has been great. It has been full of challenges, fun, excitement, change and commitment. But even better than having a great Summer full of blessings is the great God of the Summer of blessings. His mercy to me is far beyond my comprehension, why he should pity me is far from my feeble understanding.

First I will start with the Big Sky Bible Conference. I know that most people have had their little afterglow parties. That everybody has told of all the blessings they got. And I know that it's been a couple months since it was over too. But I haven't had mine.

This year was tremendous just as it is every year. I was praying for something specific and God answered. It's actually kind of funny. I was hoping for the first 4 days or so that God would just move like I have had before and that he would almost overwhelmingly like I am sure some of you could relate to. But it seemed like nothing. Like it was unusually quiet. God was speaking but it wasn't like I had hoped for or expected. (Funny thing: you can't expect God to sit in your little box and perform little tricks for you based on what YOU think.) What I had come to realize was that God has spoken to me on many different occasions before. This time it was more or less his confirmation on a lot of things that I have been iffy on. Let's just say that I am a modern day Gideon and that was one of my last tests, hopefully(you know how we as humans are). God wasn't showing me some new thing, he wasn't changing my direction to a better way for him, but rather he was saying, GET WITH THE PROGRAM, BUCKO! Let me confess something to you. I have lived a rather empty and selfish life up to this point. There has not been a whole lot done for God in the past several years that I have been saved. Before moving to Dillon my witnessing had all but died, my prayer life had been worse than poor, my Bible reading a joke. It still needs a lot of help, but by God's grace he draws me nearer everyday. I know what God wants and knew what God wanted besides all that I mentioned before and I had always been afraid of my calling. But on Friday night I hit the altar, I gave up. I was tired of fighting. All my fighting probably caused me more grief than if I had just surrendered in the first place. All that being said, I have had some more battles with this thing. I know what I am fighting now and a little better how to do so. Since then I have started doing a little in what I believe my calling is and to my surprise GOD BLESSED! WOW! To think that he would let me down just goes to show what sort of nature I have.

Besides all those blessings, it was great to have all the people from all over come and to have sweet fellowship with other believers! One day it will be a GRAND reunion. Here are some pictures from that.



Canoeing at Clark Canyon

 




Cliff Jumping at Clark Canyon

 


The Drink Table Ladies

                                       



Hike around Agnes lake





I also got to spend some time withe these...

 


...some of my very best friends.




This was found whilst straitening hymn books
You can tell the kids are paying attention

 It was a great time outside of the preaching too!




Scripture to ponder:

Matthew 9:37 Then saith he unto his disciples, The harvest truly is plenteous, but the labourers are few;

38 Pray ye therefore the Lord of the harvest, that he will send forth labourers into his harvest.