Oaks of Righteousness

Freshly encouraged by Sunday’s message I went hunting for an oak tree to capture in my mind’s eye.  Oaks are not too common here but up the hill, at the park we dubbed ‘The Green Field’ early on, stands a row of mighty oaks.  They furnish the most darling acorns in late fall.*


But for now they are carpeting  the green with tawny oak leaves…


The message was taken from Isaiah 61 describing the work of the Kingdom of God.
Jesus said He came to bring good news to the afflicted,
bind up the broken-hearted,
proclaim liberty to the captives and the opening of the prison to those who are bound. 
He came to proclaim God’s favor,
to comfort those who mourn….giving the oil of gladness instead,
and to exchange the garment of praise for a spirit of heaviness.

Wow!  And what’s the end in view?

That the recipients of His many-faceted mercies ‘may be called oaks of righteousness, the planting of the Lord, that He may be glorified!’  Amazing!  That’s us when Jesus has done His work in our lives! Then we will be able to extend His Kingdom to others (check out the rest of Isaiah 61) For a reminder of His good heart toward me,  I went on a photo hunt.

On the way up the block I found this fledgling–a reminder that growing up is a process.  I’ve been watching it gain ground over the years, slowly but surely.


Up at The Green Field they are another story–stalwart giants.




I got to be a ‘tree’ once in a 2nd grade play–the only role for a shy little girl I guess.  So much better to be called an ‘oak of righteousness’–mighty by His power.  I like that!

“I will greatly rejoice in the LORD;
My soul shall exult in my God,
For He has clothed me with the garments of salvation;
He has covered me with the robe of righteousness.”
Isaiah 61:10


P.S. Darling acorns are compliments of H.M.Barnes

En Route to the Knuckleheads…

Before the snows come our fearless leader was determined to show us a picturesque cabin for wayfarers nestled in the bush up towards the Knuckleheads… So our motley crew set out to see, and to pray along the way.  That’s what keeps us going–our commitment to pray together.  This idea of ‘prayer walks’ is for me the perfect combination of two passions.  And who says you have to close your eyes when you pray?  Wonderful new thing for me ( :  So off we go, most Saturdays to hike, to see, to pray.

This week we headed toward the Knuckleheads….

Here, they are pictured from afar…

I’ll save you the steps and the false start.  What does it matter when the sun is shining and the air is crisp and clear.   After gaining some altitude we found the cabin sitting pretty,  just waiting for our company…

And adjoining it, the cutest little biffy you’d ever hope to find… 

                                                    with a view of it’s own!

 So we let ourselves in (to the cabin!) for a look around–fully outfitted kitchen, wood stove,  sleeping loft with mattresses, pillows, extra sleeping bags… Great place to spend a cozy overnight, or a sunny afternoon visit, to munch our lunch and share our prayers… before getting chilled and scampering back outside to soak up the sun…

This week’s motley crew…

Fireweed gone to seed…
“…the firmament showeth His handiwork…”

     …and  wend our way back home.

“We [too] are His workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand, that we should walk in them.” (Eph.2:10)


Blessings on you as you walk His trails this week!  Thanks for sharing mine!

Loggin’ Bloggin’

Had a phone call from a friend the other day asking if I’d like to come along while she ran an errand–delivering a newly machined part to her husband at his logging site.  She knows I’m always eager for a chance to see all the wilderness lakes hereabouts.  There all ‘out there’ for me, way down logging roads on which I never venture for want of a hardy vehicle and a two-way radio for navigating…For her, they are a work-a-day drive.  So off we went!


I quickly learned the necessity of having a two-way radio.  This is logging truck territory.  They have the right-of-way.  There’s no arguing to be done on a narrow muddy road around a blind curve.  You had better know who’s coming and pull out ahead of time… It is a bit terrifying to look ahead and see an industrial size dump truck barreling down on you unannounced. He’s got places to go, and fast.  You are welcome to take to the ditch… We hugged the shoulder and lived to proceed…

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As we reached the site this lumbering monster had to take to the hillside to make room for us to pass and deliver our part to the sleeping giant at the top of the hill…

IMG_6703 Funny how much bigger these machines are close-up.  Am I big or small?  Depends on your perspective?IMG_6710

Hmm…could be an analogy there somewhere.  Things aren’t always as they seem.


Speaking of which, let me introduce the man-in-charge of this operation.  He’s a logger, a biker and a terrific Bible teacher.  I’ve never met anyone quite like him.  He’s passionate about knowing and conveying Truth.  And under that rough and tough exterior is a compelling love for Jesus.  


Rain or shine, trees must come down as surely as phone poles go up.  The tagged poles in the foreground are prospective phone poles.  (And my camera is getting wet.)

And here’s the fellow that does the felling–hugs ’em and hews ’em down in one fell swoop. TIMBER!!!


Tour’s over, gotta get out of the way.  First a quick shot of Nanton Lake from above…


As we head back down to take a closer look at this beauty I begin to learn the two-way radio protocol. It’s more than a cool pastime out here:  “Pick-up heading down Stillwater at Mile 12″…
—“Logging truck heading down Stillwater at Mile 13”  (He’s following us!)
—“Gravel truck heading UP Stillwater at Mile 10” (Yikes, he’s headed our way!)
and heres’ our part::
—“Pick-up CLEAR on the Stillwater at Mile 12 1/2 (We pulled out to let the trucks ‘duke it out’. ) The logging truck did likewise.  And moments later the gravel truck appeared and roared on by heading up the Stillwater… 

And then there was the turn-off for Nanton Lake.  We hopped out in the rain to  soak up some raindrops, some silence and some beauty– our mission accomplished.



“And out of the ground the LORD God made to spring up every tree that is pleasant to the sight…” (Gen.2:9)