Travel Diaries Part 3: Summits

Mountaintops are for views and inspiration, but fruit is grown in the valleys. – Billy Graham. Distance Travelled: 30km Elevation: 3500m Temperature: 10 Deg C The summit is windy, almost nothing grows there. It is exposed, it exposes you, and so too the world lies naked before you. The trek up was long, but simple,…

Travel Diaries Part 1: Seas

Distance Travelled: 164km Max Depth: 24m Dive Sites: Malang Rock, Chebeh, Monkey Bay, Pulau Renggis SCR: 1 bar/minute (14 PSI/minute) Water Temp: 32 Deg C Sights: Sea Turtle, Moray Eel, Dogfish, Puffer fish, Cuttlefish, Soft Shell Crab, Blue Spotted Stingray. “The Father knows what you need before you ask” – Matthew 6:8 “The Lord gives…

Travel Diaries Part 2: Mountains

Beads of rain whipped past the oval window as the Airbus’ tires screamed across the disused tarmac. The once-tiny wrinkles of the land loomed large all around. I was in mountain country. I was relieved that my hurriedly filled backpack had made it into the cabin on my dirt cheap ticket, routed through another country…

Some Perspective

We tend to take it as a given that all life is experienced through the impenetrable “I”. “Why blame us?”, we say, “It is all we have, our own pair of eyes.” And there is merit to that, but when we begin to see reality itself as being viewed from a singularly valid vantage point, around which…

A Kind of Doxology

Woe! Woe is me! For the Lord, the MOST High Holy, Holy, HOLY is He! Far above, and beyond The stretch of every mortal mind Is the vast one, the great one the unimaginable I BE! What shores off your majesty? Or who can curtain your glory? Is it not overwhelming! How terrible, how mortifying…

Joy

It would be my complete joy to own everything that Clive Staples “Jack” Lewis ever wrote. 

Happy Birthday

“Therefore, behold, I will allure her,and bring her into the wilderness, and speak tenderly to her. And there I will give her her vineyards and make the Valley of Achor a door of hope. And there she shall answer as in the days of her youth, as at the time when she came out of…

Things Are Different Now

21 is a threshold, an edge, a cliff to which the clocks urge you by the second hand, the end of the runway as it were. You are expected, as it were, to take off. Nothing happens, nothing special, there is no party, or commemoration, with good wishes and tearful embraces, and gifts and speeches,…

Weather Forecast #6

I think we always yearn to give our parents a better life than they had in their childhood, and our children a better life than we had in our childhood. 

Carver 

love is a shorn off block of driftwood chanced upon by eyes more giving than seeing, given over to the hands for time to be whittled down and beauty in grain sleeved by well-worn sheen. then sacrifice and loss should make it more than before.

Weather Forecast #5

From Jon Foreman’s “Spring and Summer” Have mercy on me O God, according to your unfailing love, according to your great compassion, blot out my transgressions. Baptize my mind, for these seeds to give birth to life, first they must die. All along, thought I was learning how to take, how to bend not how…