Community in Action

Joan and I really enjoyed the time away at Pinecrest Lake. The roads to the beach were barricaded and the campgrounds were completely empty. That of course meant no swimming or fishing. We could not light a fire, which meant no s’mores or roasted marshmallows. 

    We were able to walk every day at least five miles and some days just shy of double digits. We also opened up the cabin for the summer, Joan’s family shares a cabin with their cousins, we raked and raked and raked pine needles (this is a requirement because we are on forest service land, in fact they do not own the land it is leased from the forest service).

    We also dug out the fire pit and had to bury the three wheel barrow fulls of ash in different locations on the property. We washed all the dishes and shelving and made the five beds. It was a fews days of work, but we also read, worked on a puzzle, and interneted (a new word maybe?).

    Joan’s brother joined us for a couple of days and he helped us finish getting the cabin ready for the summer, checking on some water valves and straightening up the utility shed. We also had some good long talks and shared what was happening with their three kids and six grandchildren.

    We read each Psalm I suggested last week for people to read. Joan and I chatted about how those Psalms were a comfort, a challenge, and sometimes confusing. Perhaps the most difficult Psalm to read was 91. It speaks of justice, protection, deliverance, and victory.

    These times seem to counter the experiences for so many people each of these words suggest. We are in the midst of a tsunami of change. It is hard to know where you can go so you don’t get bowled over by the momentum of the societal upheaval that is occurring.

    Yet the last day of reading we read Psalm 121. This is a Psalm I use quite often at memorial services and speaks about the invisible God’s commitment to our visible and very tangible pain in life. Though we may feel our foot is constantly slipping and though we may feel the sun and the moon are out to get us. The Lord does not take his eyes off of us. The Lord does not forget nor abandon us. The Lord may not come in the way we expect, but there is a final comfort in knowing that our soul is secure.

    We may struggle in the day and even on into the night, but there will be joy which comes in the morning, and sometimes that is all I can hope for.

    May you have some moments of peace that will not only give you comfort, but fill you with hope, to carry on.


    Pastor Randy

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