Lately I’ve been working on some small wooden scroll-saw projects for Christmas gifts.  It’s a time consuming process, depending on how much detail is involved in the pattern.  Usually, I trace the design onto the wood using carbon paper.  Then small holes have to be drilled in all the places that have to be cut out.  In each of those tiny openings, a thin sawblade is inserted and the required cuts are carefully made.  

 

If there ever was a time to pray...it's now.  More than ever, we need to seek God, to call upon His name, to draw close to Him, to bring the countless needs and petitions to Him, and to spend time in His presence, drawing upon the endless resources available to those who wait on Him.  

 

Come and receive, all that you need, for I am here

Walk in My strength, rest in My grace, for I am here

Abiding life and joy and peace, are only found in Me

For I am Truth and Love and Hope that never dies

I am here, seek Me and you will find

© Cyndi Aarrestad, June 20, 2017

This morning I listened to a devotional about Job - how it demonstrates to us that even in the middle of our times of deepest struggle, sorrow, or suffering, we can be certain God is there with us. T

 

So, we recently had an eventful week.  Our younger son had his lower leg broken during a high school football game, bringing his season to a disappointing, (and painful!) end.  He’s been quite stoic about it all, but for an athletic 16 year-old, being hampered by a cast for 6 weeks isn’t exactly an enjoyable experience!  Combine that with his recently graduated older brother moving away from home to venture out into the work force.  

 

Life is unpredictable.  So many unknowns.  So many unexpected twists and turns in the road. Times of amazing joy.  Times of deep distress and sorrow.  Times of routine and times of spontaneity.  Plans get made, but often they don't turn out quite the way we anticipate.  Sometimes they do, but more often than not, we face circumstances that we hadn't planned on dealing with.  These past few weeks have demonstrated that to me anew. 

 

Harvest.  The fruition of much effort and time.  The end result of what is planted - in hopes of much return.  It's the beginnings of harvest here in our area.  Hay is cut and bales are being made.  Beans and peas are being picked and frozen.  Berries are out in abundance, ready for picking, eating and being processed into jam or syrup.

 

This past weekend we went on a short hiking excursion, and once again witnessed the awesome beauty and majesty of the Rocky Mountain landscape.  Although this wasn't a backpacking trip this time, and only lasted two days, we still had to do the hard work of ascending the trails and scrambling up the steep slope.  It was challenging - requiring some endurance, strength, determination, and hope! 

 

About a week ago (while we were away at Church Camp), we had a crazy storm hit our little rural community.  "Plough winds", along with heavy rain and some hail hit us hard, and left a trail of uprooted trees, a few overturned granaries, and a power outage due to trees falling on power lines.  Our backyard play structure was "canopied" with large fallen trees, making it a true jungle gym!  Branches and leaves covered our property, and trees blocked roads throughout the area.

 

"I used to ask God to help me.  Then I asked if I might help Him.  I ended up by asking God to do His work through me."  - Hudson Taylor

 

This past weekend we celebrated a milestone in our family - our son's high school graduation.  The weeks leading up to this special occasion were very busy, as we prepared for it, as well as kept up with the usual hectic schedule that occurs this time of year.  But the day arrived, and whatever wasn't done was. well, left undone!  The important things happened though! 

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