ssshhhh, listen

This is my bud Rich. We are fishing on the Big Thompson River. In my opinion, nothing beats standing knee deep in a river while trying to tempt that allusive wild trout out from its hole and take that fly that has been placed so delicately on the surface. Is seems like every time that the two of us head out to the waters of Colorado, only one comes away with a victory. Thats not why we fish, yea, we want to land that big one, but more importantly, we fellowship with one another and commune with nature. Stop and listen to the stream, the wind, what can be said and heard can be more memorable and more cherished that any quote taken from the words of fathers before us.
We stand there in silence, speaking only when we need to, and the bond is closer. Why waist time with words, better communication comes from never saying a word. We as civilized people spend too much time talking, making noise, when all we need to really do is listen.

This is me, not a care in the world. Funny how returning to the very place that man was created can restore to that man what has been lost. God created Adam in the wild, the wilderness. A place where adventure lies around every corner. A place that is not safe, or predictable. This is where the worries of the world melt away with the winter freeze. God has shown him self to me more in the wild than any other place. Why, not because this is the only place where God resides, but because this is where we are free from the distractions of this world. Where did God give Moses the commandments, where did God the Father revile his plan to his son Jesus, where did our Lord and Savior go to over come the temptations of the evil one, where did David become a man. When we stop and listen, listen to the wind rushing through the valley, or the sounds of a raging river through a narrow canyon , we are listening to the very voice that said let there be light, let there be land and water. Take time to stop and listen to the voice of the trees, the river, wind, you are listening to the voice of God.
thats my two cents

Life

It was not to long ago that my wife and I found out that we are going to be bringing a new life into this very confusing and lost world. The news was welcomed with with disbelief and awe. We are thrilled and excited to be blessed with the responsibility to raise a child with the guidance of our Lord.
I was feeling absent from this life change mainly because nothing is happening in me. The biggest change that I have noticed is that I find my self buying dippers every time that I am at the store. Just the other day I had to rush my wife to the doctor with the fear of complications and while we were there we had a ultrasound done to check on the baby. WOW, this was the most amazing thing that I have ever seen. The baby is 13 weeks and is just under 10cm in length and this is a life. Yes a LIFE. The baby was moving, and waving, rolling, and living. The heart was beating 157 beats per minute. This child is alive, and I am a father.
Say what you will about a fetus, embryo, zygote, but this is a child, and living child. I will never understand how it is that individuals consider this to be nothing more than a thing. A thing, CHILD!!!! This is no thing living off the very life that you live, ingesting all that you ingest. Justifying having an abortion with the argument that this 'thing' is non living with no feeling. The picture that I saw coming form my wife's uterus is the first picture from a living child of God, child of mine. Save the science fiction for the movies, this is a living, loving, child.

thats my two cents