Monday, July 11, 2005


The Andes. La Paz, Bolivia. Posted by Picasa

View from our helicopter. Alaska. Posted by Picasa

Cochabamba, Bolivia. Posted by Picasa

Brother Jeff and I with our plane in Alaska. Posted by Picasa

Inside Passage of Alaska at twilight. Posted by Picasa

Bolivian girl hiding behind her mother's skirt. Cochabamba, Bolivia. Posted by Picasa

Atacama Desert, Peru. Driest desert in the world.  Posted by Picasa

Brother, Jeff, and me on top of glacier in Alaska. Posted by Picasa

Husband, David, in Cochabamba, Bolivia. Videotaping neighborhood visitation by The Salvation Army.  Posted by Picasa

Wednesday, July 06, 2005


The Traveler on Ancud Island in Southern Chile. Posted by Picasa

Tuesday, July 05, 2005

The Throne Room

On Sunday I stepped into the throne room. I must say that I haven’t been there in quite some time. Now, I have just popped my head through the door and uttered a few words of petition from time to time. But, I haven’t actually walked inside and spent time there.

I’m not sure why. It’s very nice inside. It’s peaceful, reassuring, and the door is always unlocked. The invitation is always there….looming. Okay, maybe not looming…beckoning. It’s not like I don’t think about it. Actually, the fact that I haven’t been in in a while is on my mind quite a bit. Maybe that’s where the “looming” feeling comes in. My absence sits there right in front of my mind’s eye it seems like all the time.

But, I did venture in today. Not on my own (that’s where I have the most trouble). It was with the help of about 500 people. There’s something to be said about corporate worship. The unity of spirit seems to give me the ability to walk through the door and then sit and be still.

Although, once you do get in there it is hard to stay in there for any length of time. I think most people would prefer a drive-thru window rather than eating in.

I’ve just come off of two months of medical leave with all the time in the world to step inside and spend some time. A friend of mine said, “Oh, how great. You’ll be able to relax and spend a lot of time with the Lord.” I’m ashamed to say I never really thought of that time off in that way. No, I just stuck my head in the door a couple times, (drove through the drive-thru) and that’s it.

Why is it so hard to walk through that door and then once inside enjoy the presence of the Lord? I guess it’s hard to be still. It’s hard to listen. It’s hard to hear what the Lord has to say…hard to hear what is required of you.

Although, it’s not much. He just wants a relationship with us. Why can’t we commit to that simply thing? We spend more time trying to make our marriages, our work relationships and friendships work than we do with our Creator.