On Georgia Pass

I spent a night on the Continental Divide one day this week.  It was a new moon night and I was hoping to get some practice images of the “Milky Way”.  However the weather did not cooperate with me.  I experienced some rain showers with a little thunder and lighting.  So around midnight I rolled over and went to sleep.

“His Mercies are new every morning . . .”

I awoke to a new beautiful morning with mountains surrounding me and the morning dew still wet beneath my feet.  All still and quiet.  Not a sound.  Not a wispier of wind. Not a sound of man save my breathing. I sat down with  cup of coffee soaking in the view you see above.  The silence of creation declaring His Glory.

I am always left with,  “Be still and know that I am God.”  The grandeur of the landscape leaving me breathless. Here I sit at almost twelve thousand feet and still mountains rise! But there is so much more that can go unnoticed.

At my feet all around me are the most deli quit little flowers.  Some barely above the ground and these little “Blue Bells” only about four inches above the ground.

Blue Bells on the Hill

They are so small I have to lay me and the camera on the ground to really take notice.  These tiniest of flowers cover the meadows around me.  So small and fragile among this rugged landscape with cold well below zero in winter and hurricane winds at times.  Torrential down pours of rain and snow measured in feet – all in the same place.

This s why I come.  To leave the sound of man and his fight with over the heavens. To set and soak in the sovereignty and glory of His presence all around and in me.  From the grandeur to the sublime and smallest of details. So alive, remind me that I too am alive made in the image of my Creator, my Father!

So I share and leave you with these images of that morning, hoping that you too will take some time and reach out to Father and Son, for without them, you would not “Know.”

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There have been many, many times in my life that I wondered if there was a God . . . particularly in the devastatingly hard times. I simply could not see or hear Him.  I did not know or understand this God.

Years later after I had become a Christian- I still hear those struggles in the lives of fellow believers. It saddens me.  Yet I too have those moments.  So what do I do?  How do I keep going and then there are all the unanswered question?  Well — How did I become a believer in the first place?

As the Apostle Paul tells me – “When it pleased God to reveal Himself in me. . . .When I cried out – When I in desperation cried out.  When I had no more answers -nowhere to go that I had not been before.  No thought I had not heard before.  He answered. . . .

Inside me where I have lived alone all of my life. Where no one has ever been, I heard these words – “The criteria as to whether I exist does not depend on whether you believe or not”

Immediately came the realization (revelation) that He heard my cry.  With that realization came another realization and  I cried out — “There is a God!”  And He is in me.

Now I know I have His mind.  I can see and hear what He does.  He is always with me and in me.  He has not only “walked a mile in my shoes” – but all of my life and before me.

I know Him because He became like me from my birth to my yet to come passing,- returning to Him and where He is.  He cried out like me. He bled like me.  Being a man on a cross He cried out for a God you and I do not see feeling forsaken and then telling our Father “Into your hands commit my Spirit.”  And so I would know the truth, the way, the life — Father raised Him up and He walked among those who had walked with Him.

Now He walks with me and like the wind,  I see the work of His hand in my day to day life. And so now I give Him thanks for every day, yielding myself to Him that He might make Himself known to you.

Song Link: “He Walked a Mile”

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1 Corinthians 2:16 (NLT)
16  For, “Who can know the LORD’s thoughts? Who knows enough to teach him?”

 

But we understand these things, for we have the mind of Christ.

 

Here is my thought for today.

When I am called to counsel a young couple planning to marry or a married couple grappling with their new life together – I often have to bring this teaching;

When you come together in this new covenant bond ( called marriage) you have to learn to become one minded. When you were alone you were single-minded – but now you are going threw the process of becoming one minded just as you have become one flesh. It is a process that on average takes a couple, one to three years. It is about learning to yield and to listen. To esteem the other over you.

Our covenant bond with Christ our Lord and bride is the same. My Lord spends my life here bringing me the revelation of one mindedness with Him. As Paul puts it – “We have the mind of Christ.” We give up being “double minded” as James says. The mind of my flesh knows no such thing and cannot. I must learn to listen to my Husband where He resides – in my heart. And so therefore listen with my heart not my mind. It is only in this place in me the holiest of holy’s that I am one with Him in mind and Spirit.

It is wise to remember it takes all of my life time here – that He has determined for me, for Him to bring me to that place of one heart and mind with Him.

At those times I find myself struggling – I have turned away from Him and where He resides and turned to the mind of my flesh. Which by the way did not get saved. my flesh can never be spirit – it is flesh.

The daily battle I fight is the battle over the mind of my flesh and the mind of my heart.

The mind of my flesh has no power over the mind of my heart. The mind of my heart has all the power of the universe in me -The mind of Christ.

I overcome “by the blood of the Lamb and the word of my testimony.”

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When the sun was going down, a deep sleep fell upon Abram; and behold, horror and great darkness fell upon him. —Genesis 15:12

 

I don’t often post others work.  However this “thought” caught my attention.  I have come to realize my need to wait and listen to my Father, and walk with my Lord; after all He has invited me to “Follow Him”

But I must also realize what following him will cost Me; namely what it cost Him. I live my life out in the everyday reality here, incarnate just as He was.  Just as He, Jesus is Spirit, so am I am.  I,  David am spirit.

This seventy year old sack of clay and water you are looking at are just where I am staying here for a bit.

 

“Whenever God gives a vision to a Christian, it is as if He puts him in “the shadow of His hand” (Isaiah 49:2). The saint’s duty is to be still and listen. There is a “darkness” that comes from too much light— that is the time to listen. The story of Abram and Hagar in Genesis 16 is an excellent example of listening to so-called good advice during a time of darkness, rather than waiting for God to send the light. When God gives you a vision and darkness follows, wait. God will bring the vision He has given you to reality in your life if you will wait on His timing. Never try to help God fulfill His word. Abram went through thirteen years of silence, but in those years all of his self-sufficiency was destroyed. He grew past the point of relying on his own common sense. Those years of silence were a time of discipline, not a period of God’s displeasure. There is never any need to pretend that your life is filled with joy and confidence; just wait upon God and be grounded in Him (see Isaiah 50:10-11).

Do I trust at all in the flesh? Or have I learned to go beyond all confidence in myself and other people of God? Do I trust in books and prayers or other joys in my life? Or have I placed my confidence in God Himself, not in His blessings? “I am Almighty God…”— El-Shaddai, the All-Powerful God (Genesis 17:1). The reason we are all being disciplined is that we will know God is real. As soon as God becomes real to us, people pale by comparison, becoming shadows of reality. Nothing that other saints do or say can ever upset the one who is built on God.” — Oswald Chambers

The image that I share here with you tell my story. On the surface it may just be a captivating image and I am proud if it. Not for my photography; But our Creator.

Has He revealed Himself to you?

Galatians 1:15-16

 

 

 

 

Father, Jesus,

What? Why? Now? My brother Paul ?

He has a loving Bride, Beautiful Children and Grand Children. Not mention the rest of my family, Living Water Church.
I know Jesus that you come when it is time to take each one home. I have seen you come seven times so far in my life. So your comings are not new to me.

Yet my heart, like all of the rest of us, feels the agony in the depths of grief, just as though it is the first time. The pain so unforgiving with little room for breathing in the midst of drowning tears.

Paul came when I lay dying on my living room floor. He picked me up and took me in as his very own brother. He nourished my body, soul, mind and spirit with your love and comfort. Ever faithful to lift me up to you Father and Son.
Each time You have come and restored my soul, my spirit, my life.

I am not going to quote the endless verses of Scripture here. For we ( LWC ) all know them. My spirit knows them. Yet there is this part of my Love that I have come to know, that while the depth of me is lost to a place that has no words only tears — there is still another knowing. But it is far greater than all the tears. All these years has eluded me until your coming for my brother Paul.

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As I face the loss of my brother Paul there is a new knowing.
Paul and all of those I love who you have come for ARE the reason for Christmas. Are the reason for you Jesus. is your answer Father, that I might know your love for me.

How else could You come but in a baby like me? How else could I know who you are if You had not revealed yourselves to me in Jesus.

So now in the midst of Paul and the loss I feel — You have come in the season and time I need you most. We call it Christmas.

You bring the gift of yourself in Christ to love and comfort me. to know the Light. To know joy, peace and rest. To restore my life that I might know I am a new creation.

Now as Your new creation I live now and rejoice that my brother Paul is dancing with You all safe and full of life.

I am free to share what You have given Paul – – with my family with your comfort, peace and love. You are here in me, with me and all I love.

Thank You Father! Thank you Son!

Love you Paul;

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It seems to me these days in the midst of all the afflictions, from personal to global,  I hear a lot of demanding of “my rights”. Americans seem to believe they are entitled.   Cries for justice. Cries for help. If not – then I hear a lot of “finding fault” – Attacking someones character —  and if that is not enough there is all the protesting, raging, rebellion stealing,rapes and killing of both good and evil.  Daily the six o’clock news reports of lying, corruptions, bombings and Governments that aren’t able to govern.

Forever there has been this battle over “the Law.”  If I don’t like it and it does not seem to be working – I change it.

Have I not learned that the “Law” doesn’t work?  In fact the “Law” only makes this life worse and kills.

So- where am I in all of this chaos, confusion, ever increasing noise, overwhelming growing tech-knowledge. Where am I with a world that is racing faster and beyond me and my ability to keep up?

The church at large where I am living tells me of the Salvation, the restoration, the reconciliation I have in what my Father and Christ did for all of mankind.  And so He did.

It cost Him and  His Sons Life.  He came and lived the life I live everyday for over thirty years and then because I didn’t like what I saw it is going to cost me — I (We) killed Him with no concern of His cost. I don’t hear that taught much in the church of today.

I hear of lot of what my Father and Christ will do for me.  The blessings, healings of my flesh, all my carnal and spiritual needs He longs to give.  I hear all the cries of Help me, heal me, deliver me and protect me from all the afflictions of this life I am living.  I want more and more of you. I hear that this life can be great and that we can someday bring peace and new life in and on this world.

Am I forever to focus on me and this life I live here.  Am I to forever cry about my afflictions, pain, agony and injustice I live?  How long will I wine?  Do I even give thought of who my Father and His Son really are, what they think and care about?  How long will I demand that He show me where the rocks are in this deep water of life I find myself? I cry out “Come Holy Spirit”.  You are all I want.  You are I need.

I rarely seem to realize that my Father has already hears and answered my cries. I rarely seem to realize the truth of, He is already in me.  I rarely seem to realize I am already living in His kingdom and that His kingdom is being established in :All flesh”. Both good and evil.  But all of this does comes at a price to me too. Christ came and shows me both the price he paid and what it cost me to follow Him.  Will I do it anyway?

It will cost me the one thing I don’t want to give.  Namely the cost of “myself.” The cost of giving up my rights to myself. It will cost me everything I am, like the man above.

Have I laid me down and taken Christ hand, walking with Him sharing with Him all the afflictions of this life with no complaining or grumbling?  Have I laid done all of my “yes but” and arguments of His call to me?  Have I found the His Joy in my afflictions? Has my Father revealed Himself in me?

I give you a resounding Yes! He has ,I just don’t always live it.  But whether I live this new life for everyone to see –He has done a good work in me and will continue until He has completed it in me.  He has already revealed His purposes and plans, already made plain to me.  What He rarely reveals to me is the working of His hands in my walk with Him.  We call it today “providence.  What He asks of me – Am I willing to hold His hand and walk with Him without knowing.  Something he calls “Trust”. Trust in who He is, not just what he does or reveals to me.

I thank Him anyway, I praise him anyway. I thank Him for these afflictions I live that I might know Him and comfort someone else.

I know now that ” I have the mind of Christ.”  I see what He sees and hears. All He is asking me to do is follow Him that He might accomplish His purpose and plans in me and His kingdom.  That is His job, not mine.  “My work is to believe in the one whom He has sent.”

So now I laugh, cry, sing for joy and walk in this creation of  His. Make a few images of His creation to share with you and remind you that ” All creation declares His Glory without saying a word.” To remind, encourage you and tell those who don’t yes realize Him in this fallen world we are living in today.

The first word in the definition of Love is “Be patient”. The Greek rendering of the word patient is –“long suffering”.  Are you willing?  I need your help as we follow Him.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Here is our thanksgiving story.

The day before thanksgiving, as I went out the door of my house, there was woman making her way to the bottom of the stairs with a few sacks of groceries. So I stopped to give her a hand up the stairs, wished her a Happy Thanksgiving and went on my way.
Later that evening as Cheryl and I sat watching some TV, there came a knock at our door. When I opened the door, there stood the woman I had seen earlier in the day. The woman, I will call (Laughter) had a huge smile and a sheepish look on her face.
Laughter proceeded to tell us that she couldn’t get her oven to work and had a turkey to cook. So after a few minutes of “Oh My” Cheryl offered to cook it for her. We arranged to cook the turkey in the morning, since we were not going to cook one because we were going over to spend the day with our family.
We found our selves  amused and commented on how you just never know or what the Father in His providence is up to. Later when off to bed, we wondered if she would show up in the morning. But sure enough in the morning there came a knock at our door.
As I opened the door there stood Laughter with a big smile on here face a giggle and a large roasting pan full of turkey. So we invited Laughter in.
With the turkey in the oven we sat down for a bit, get to know each other.
After finding that she too was a believer, we spent a delightful time sharing our stories.
Later — When the turkey was done we called her down. We spent another hour chatting about our faith and what we were doing for the holiday.
Came time to wish her well and I offered to take the turkey upstairs for her.
As we approached Laughter’s door a neighbor was near by that Laughter knew and called to her to come into the house with us.
It was then that I learned that Laughter, who calls herself a “vegetarian” had bought the Turkey to share with her neighbor and friend who are a young couple just getting started in life. It is  Laughter and her neighbor next door, who live above us.
So now you to can see how our Father’s providential hand reached out to us and our neighbors that we might come together to give Him thanks and bless one another.
Father had ordered the whole day for us to praise Him.  To bring perfect strangers together.
I don’t know who has more joy.
Then we went off to spend the day with our new family and had a joyful day. None of which could happen had not our Father’s love for us and Christ willingness pay the cost to restore our life with Them.
WoW — Father!! Let your Glory be seen and heard over all the earth.

Through A Storm . . . .  .

Over the past year it has been increasingly difficult to maintain my balance and walking.  Making it difficult to climb the highest peaks for that “perfect shot”, or getting down the ground and then getting up.  If I didn’t know better I would wonder if I am becoming and alcoholic.  My wife finally convinced me to go see a doctor.  Yuk!  Whew!  Sure glad I don’t drink too much.  But only to find that I have a progressive disease that gradually diminishes my ability to move about. So off to get some help to chase that photo. So now I have to do a bunch of silly exercises that either make me sick or wiped out.

One of the exercises is to walk the line, toe to toe to see if I have been drinking (just kidding). It is only one of several exercises to improve my balance.

Well I had an interesting experience this week through which our Lord got my attention.  More on that in a moment.  When I tried walking that line toe to toe looking down at the line – I kept falling over.  I couldn’t do it.  Then my wife asked me to look up straight ahead and try again. To my amazement I literally took off across the room.  Almost instantly our Lord reminded me of and event He had with the disciples all those long years ago while He was  here.  He was giving me my own experience (like Peter’s).

When Peter got out of the boat in the midst of the storm after Jesus bid him come –  He did.  As he looked Jesus in the eye he started to walk on the water int the midst of the storm. taking several steps He was walking on top of the water.  In the midst of a storm.  But then he suddenly realized what he was doing and looked down at the water.( my line on the floor.)  We as you may know he became afraid and began sinking into the water, ( I fell over.) With this experience now comes the revelation.

Like you perhaps, my life is full of storms from time to time.  As long as I keep my head above all the distractions of this world I live in and keep my the eyes of my heart on my Lord I not only walk, I laugh a lot.  But let look down and around me and I fall down into that dark place ( mad, sad and scared.)

So I want you to know that when you see my photos I am attempting to encourage you to look around you and see His Glory ( His presence,and praises.) For when I soak in what I see, I come to peace and rest. I long for you too to know His peace and rest.

I was reminded yesterday of a song I used to hear a lot a long time ago.  I haven’t heard it in years.  Here is a you tube link where you can listen to the song. It is very encouraging.

 

I came across this image yesterday of the place you and I live in this vast universe.  It was taken from above the moon last October.  I find it inexpressibly joyful. So I leave that to you.

I can so easily get caught up in the sufferings of my life and melancholy. The sufferings I see all around me and my own sometimes are overwhelming. — I just said that — ,oops.

Anyway all the people I have met in my life have incredibly bitter sweet story’s to tell.  But so often I get lost in my own that I don’t see them.  When I do, my emotions run wild. I want to grab the latest banner and cry foul ball.  But that rarely works.

When it is happening to me I want to run away or shoot the sucker who is giving me so much grief and pain.  The hurt becomes unbearable at times.  lately that tune has played a lot.  So how do I deal with it?

When I focus on all of my sufferings – they only get worse and I fall deeper and deeper in to that dark place.  When I ask “why?” I only get more confused, more angry and sad.  Helplessness and Hopelessness start screaming at me.  It can become and endless cycle.

The continual voices that cry out get louder and louder. The answers endless with little or not truth in them.  So what do I end up with?  Just look at the six 0’clock news.  Not the way I want to live.  So I don’t — most of the time.

When we meet in a crowd I am usually ornery ( so my wife tells me).  Sometimes crass Sometimes foolish, Sometimes rude, Sometimes inappropriate, sometimes funny and most  always silly.

As a Christian I can give you lots of Scripture and pat you on the back or condemn you. Historically I have done that a lot. But where is the love in that?  And what is all the suffering really all about?

There came a day when I heard –  “He learned obedience by what He suffered.”  Not an easy thing to hear.  Why would anyone be willing to suffer like that?  Not only that, but a suffering I never want to experience.  Would you be willing to let the very man you came for to drive a nail in your hands and feet?

When our Father raised Him up from all of the suffering and death He endured – the answer becomes obvious. Life is more than death, and beyond it.  Kind of like the image above.  This man Jesus said to our Father, “I will go.”

He came and being made like you and me showed us the way to be reconciled to our Father.  I have to learn obedience by what I too suffer. I heard another another man say, “He filled up in his body the suffering of Christ.”  He found “joy in afflictions.”

Many years ago I told our Father I too wanted to find “Joy in affliction.”  Be careful what you ask for.  My trail of suffering and tears has been , very, very long.  But not without fruit.

I now know my sufferings are often times really His sufferings.  If in my sufferings you come to know our Father and His love,  If you have realized and embraced Him — you know His Joy.  Freedom!!

So now you know what my photos are for.  To get you to pause for a bit and remember our Father and our Savior Jesus.  My behavior in a crowd is just another way for me to lift you up.  It is but “a poor reflection” of that inexpressible Joy.

A friend of our recently asked my wife if I was like this at home?  My wife’s reply was no, only in a crowd.   He is quiet with the TV off.

 

This morning as I sat with our Father; it is beautiful. Cold- 8 degrees.  I gave Him thanks for all my family and friends.  For this season of giving.  One of the greatest gifts to me is a new family, having lost it all before. He reminded me of who I am.

When I came in from the cold, I happened to glance across my dining room table.  There is an image there on the wall. To me it is the story of my life here and my life now.  It is called “Born Again.”

As I look and listen to the world around me there is this scurrying about looking for the perfect gift to give to a loved one.  The adds are relentless. People crowding and sometimes fighting to get every thing they want before you do, and at the best price.  The holidays can seem to have lost their meaning at times.

Traditions are a wonderful thing.   But if you forget what the purpose of the tradition means and is for.  It can become powerless.  It’s sense of purpose lost in distant memories with little sense of what life is and how He came to us.  Most of us today are not “shepherds in the fields.”  We live in a land of plenty.Our whole land and life has become about “Me.”  Yet oddly we are also a giving people.

We see war, sickness and death all around us.  We talk endlessly about this troubled world we live in.  Debating, arguing, blaming and fighting. Even when we play.  We lie, cheat, steal, covet and even murder one another.  Makings laws and demanding our rights. All this forgetting, denying, ignoring what this season is for.  Hearts grown cold.

I realize these are generalizations, but they also carry truth in this kingdom we live and see all around us.

But I have “Good News.”

There is a Spirit that has been poured out on all flesh.  There is a kingdom we can not and do not see.  It is a kingdom where peace and love abound endlessly.  It is not just a kingdom and spirit that is to come.  It is here now!!  We live in it now because we to are spirit. My flesh does not see it.  Nor can it do so.  Nor does it want to.  My flesh is not who I am, what I experience and what it does.  It came into this world by the breath of God and it will leave when the breath of God is taken.  I know because I have seen.

The “Kingdom of God, The Kingdom of Heaven” is in us now and forever.  I know not just because I have read it in the “Book.” I know because when it pleased God, He revealed Himself in me.  This world and  my flesh are falling apart, but none of it can touch me for it is not of His world in which I live.

Merry Christmas

For The One

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My name is Dave Kelly.

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