This photo was taken not too long before sunset at New Smyrna Beach. I take a lot more sunrise pictures here – you don’t actually see the sun setting; the view is ENE. The sky caught my attention this evening with the moon and mix of colors in the clouds.
A wonderful reminder that God can not only be found in unexpected places but also at unexpected times.
It seems like when we go hiking and see falls, it has often been when it has been relatively dry and there is only a small amount of water flowing over the falls. Often the falls are still very impressive because of the height and surrounding terrain, but not the same experience as seeing them when the water is flowing full force over them. This is a photo of Kates Falls in the New River gorge in February after considerable rain. Definitely a good time to see them.
For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven: a time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted; a time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up; a time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance; a time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing; a time to seek, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away; a time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak; a time to love, and a time to hate; a time for war, and a time for peace.
This photo was taken in late April during a hike at the Arc of Appalachia. We had gone there to see the spring flowers in bloom. The colors were not only in the flowers; the trees and even the rock was colorful!
God’s gifts are “pressed down and running over” (Luke 6:38)
This photo was taken at Spring Lake Park near Bellbrook in mid-winter. You can see some ice on the water in the distance. The birds seem quite oblivious to the cold. A few of the have their heads in the water – fishing, I guess.
How many people do you know that are filled with joy no matter what happens in their life? Lord, help me to be like that.
Bless the Lord, O my soul; and all that is within me, bless God’s holy name! Bless the Lord, O my soul, and forget not all God’s benefits. For as the heavens are high above the earth, so great is God’s steadfast love toward those who fear God; as far as the east is from the west, so far does God remove our transgressions from us. Psalms 103
This photo was taken at the Sandstone Falls overlook (New River). I must admit I was a little disappointed. The falls looked more dramatic in the pictures I had seen so I was expecting something more dramatic. It’s likely the water was higher than usual due to the recent rain and maybe this had an effect on the appearance of the falls. On the other hand, I was thankful that it had stopped raining so that we could at least see the falls.
How often in our lives do we view something as a “mixed blessing”? I guess in every situation, it possible to see something good and/or something bad. At the same time, all blessings are blessings!
This photo was taken during our February trip to the New River National Park. We like taking a trip in February to celebrate our anniversary. In recent years, it has been a long weekend hiking. Unfortunately, travel in the Midwest during February leaves the potential for snow/ice. The day before this photo, we got rain, freezing rain, then snow at the end of our hike. This ice was from a winter storm days earlier, and made this section of trail somewhat treacherous – both the footing and the falling ice. We like to think of ourselves as adventurous but definitely not risk takers.
It is interesting how often in the Bible God calls individuals to be leaders when they do not think of themselves as adventurous or risk takers (or leaders).
This photo was taken during our visit to New River National Park this February. It was a rainy weekend and the creeks were definitely swollen. This is a view of Pinch Creek (on the left) feeding into Glade Creek as it makes it’s way down to the New River.
I am struck by the contrast in the color of the water between the two creeks. And the line in the water dividing them. With a recently married son, I can’t help but think of how a husband and wife bring differences to their marriage but create something new.