A Painterly Picture

I was on a walk with my lovely wife in Purgatory Park. One of those quiet, beautiful days. Along our walk I stopped and looked at Purgatory Creek. So lovely. I took a picture.

Recently I entered that picture in the 2019 photo contest for my local community. I think the picture just captures the moment and the place.

When I say that this is a “painterly picture” it is because I am thinking of getting my oils out and doing an oil painting of this.

Please visit the link below of my entry and give it a LIKE.

Thanks everyone!

Purgatory Park
https://www.facebook.com/cityofminnetonka/photos/a.3025044684388257/3025046507721408/?type=3&theater

Knife Edge of Winter

Out on the trails for a short run. I could feel the knife edge of winter in the air. Blustery and cold. There is a change to each person, a drawing into ourselves. We sense it at this time of year and prepare for winter. We remember dead frigid chill-bone runs and dangerous glare ice. Yes, the blast cold will come. It is always so. But for now we will have taken refuge within ourselves. We prepare our hearts. The winter will teach us new things. Yes, today I could feel the knife edge of winter. But just the edge. The trail goes on.

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The Nature of Our Trails

Northshore, Minnesota USA

You will run today. Your thoughts will drift along a thousand rivulets, your eyes wide as you gaze across an infinity in your mind. You like the solitude the run affords. You find a comfort in your thoughts along the trails. Do we see as we ought to see? Do we smell for deep forest and feel the wind against our skin? Are the dirt and rocks a mere signature left for us beneath this wide heaven? You wonder and you are overwhelmed. It cannot be measured. It is all so beautiful. So simple, yet profound.

“Sometimes our trails are made of dirt and rocks and brush and roots and cause our hearts to leap skyward in praise and worship. And sometimes our trails are woven through a string of days and through the hearts and lives of others, and leave our spirits trembling on the rim of eternity as we watch Him touch those lives through our frail words. The trails that God lays are trails laden with the fragrance of His glory, and they lead indelibly into His purposes – far above the ways of men and the pursuits of this earth. Along the trails that God prepares we walk and run into the divine unknown; a place where the Lord rules in sovereign wonder. We plan our days, yet in the end it is the Lord over it all . In this place of wonders, I find continued solace in His faithfulness, above the passing struggles of each day…. But then there was India and the trail it provided me.”

From Laughter Near the Edge of Heaven, Henry Lewis

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Seeing and Remembering

Seeing and remembering on Wutong Mountain and the Great Wall of China

When I ran places like Wutong Mountain or the Great Wall of China I was overwhelmed by the seeing. The breadth and magnitude was breathtaking and inspiring. And as I ran I thought a lot about the nature of seeing.

“The seeing is important. René Daumal, French spiritual writer and poet, once said,

‘You cannot stay on the summit forever; you have to come down again. So why bother in the first place? Just this: What is above knows what is below, but what is below does not know what is above. One climbs, one sees. One descends, one sees no longer, but one has seen. There is an art of finding one’s direction in the lower regions by the memory of what one saw higher up. When one can no longer see, one can at least still know.’

When we have been in the heavens, we still know; we still have awareness of deep and holy realities there. And God is like that for us. We can see His handiwork in the mountains and in the great structures from ancient times. We can see His glory… And as we see His glory, as we know Him and draw near and allow ourselves to be vulnerable with Him, He teaches us.”

From Laughter Near the Edge of Heaven, Henry Lewis

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A Lifetime of Sunrises

“As I made my way along yesterday morning, I was reignited with a fresh passion for Him. Sometimes just being quiet before Him can transform how we are walking and dreaming. I felt like I set my sails anew toward my heavenly home, pursuing the pearl of great price, the treasure hidden in the field that Jesus spoke about. Oh, there is work involved, hard work. But with His strength I will run this race. I’m in this for a lifetime. I have a lifetime of sunrises, and early mornings. I have a lifetime of praising heavenly musing with the Lord. If you want, you can come along. I’ll be along. We can run together on this Calvary road. I’ll be looking for you down the trail.”

Excerpt from Laughter Near the Edge of Heaven – Confessions of a Trail runner

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Listening to Heartbeats

How do we accomplish amazing things? We listen to others. We listen to their heartbeat. We listen to their passions, their dreams and longings. And in the end, we help them achieve the impossible. This is the joy we have – serving one another in love. Maybe we’ll meet along the trail somewhere. Until then, run hard and true.

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Solitude and the Long Distance Runner

“Solitude is necessary to the long distance runner. Through many hours, the runner moves along the trail, through the breezes or the stillness of the day. Over the miles, through the quiet, he paces forward accompanied only by his reflections. This is the stuff of distance running: to be alone….”

“Yes, solitude is woven into the life of the long distance runner. But for me this solitude is entwined with my passion for God, my love of Him, and the things He loves. When I run, I usually enjoy a solitude, a quietness. My own restlessness and longings to run are often signals to me that I need to draw near to Him for a quiet season. The long run offers me an extended solitude with God; time to reflect and allow Him to put things in perspective, to listen, to love more deeply than yesterday, to run with steady heart and resolve, to set discomforts aside and reach for His fellowship, digging deep and learning once again to wait on Him, just to wait on Him. Solitude with God on the long run gives me time to be truly alone with Him. I need this time. I need His fellowship.”

From Laughter Near the Edge of Heaven, Henry Lewis

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