The List!

Over the last three weeks we made a big loop through Oregon, Washington, Idaho, a little bit of Montana, back through Idaho and then to Oregon. 1000's of miles in a truck that grunted like a tired buffalo.

I've tried and tried to write about the last 3 weeks and can't find words. I've sat down 3 times at the computer and don't even know where to start, so I'll just make a list:

We saw. . . .

friends.

We saw family.

We saw . . .

sunsets

and mountains

and tears

and smiles

and rivers and trouts

and birthday cakes

and batman begins and cinderella man

and stars

and darkness

and ponderosa trees like great columns in the cathedral of the forest

and sisters and wives flyfishing for the first time--oh, what a sight!


We heard . . . .

laughs

and cries

and chuckles

and bad jokes

and prayers

and one million "are we there yets?".


We felt . . . .

arms around us,
horse noses cold in the early morning,
the silky touch of a daughter's hair,
the rough embrace of more than one cold river,
the tightness of the sun's warmth on our skin,

And the breeze, oh, the June breeze blew gently most days.

We felt the Spirit gently working in each of you, and changing us too. Gently guiding us into Jesus' love.

We tasted . . .

good beer and better wine and clear water
and probably too many Mcdonald's happy meals and soft-serve ice cream,
and Momma's home-made enchilada casserole,
Ghanaian groundnut soup and rice balls
and Grandma's snickerdoodles and pies and fresh, fresh, cantelope, Graham's home-made Italian cream sauce, and steak and BBQ and . . .
tears.

We drove and laughed in the truck, listened to dear friends and family, and found this to be true: when you're "members of one another" in the Body of Christ, the encouragement and help goes both ways.

Thanks friends for delightful days of rest and evenings filled with conversation that mattered.

What a joy!

And now. . . .

EDINBURGH.