Jonah prayed to the LORD his God from the belly of the fish: 2 “ I called out to the LORD in my distress, and he answered me. From the belly of the underworld I cried out for help; you have heard my voice. 3 You had cast me into the depths in the heart of the seas, and the flood surrounds me. All your strong waves and rushing water passed over me. 4 So I said, ‘I have been driven away from your sight. Will I ever again look on your holy temple? 5 Waters have grasped me to the point of death; the deep surrounds me.
Yes, we hit a deer on I90 , but we're all ok. Set our schedule off a bit but we are with SROM now heading into the mountains will not be in contact untill wednsday afternoon. Thanks for all the prayers
Be sure to welcome home trip one they all arrived home safe at eight thirty tonight.
When reading poetry, I do not feel at home. While I appreciate the rythmn and rhyme of poetry, at times I find the elusive nature of poetry frustrating. I must fight against the impulse to pin a poem down until it surrenders “it’s meaning,” because at their best, poems are less about what they mean, and more about what they do to us. Poems stir in us feelings, awaken our senses, to the rhythm and meter of life around us.
After 2 long days of travel, we arrived in Lame Deer, MT on the Northern Cheyenne reservation. Wow, what welcome and hospitality! Along with 2 other youth groups (Wisconsin & Colorado), we completed our first day of work projects, Kids' Club and OSC (Outrageous Sports Camps). Most comments I've heard from our students are about how much they loved the kids they've met so far. Bonds were made quite quickly, and they are eager to deepen them on day 2.
I just returned from a family vacation to Glacier National Park. As we drove west across North Dakotaand Eastern Montana, a laundry list of worries and stresses flooded my mind. Then I saw the mountains and their “purple mountain majesty.” As we climbed the “Road to the Sun” and then hiked at snow-covered Logan’s Pass, I witnessed the multi-colored layers of rock forming the mountains that were surrounding us as though they were embracing us. In these awe-filled moments, the petty troubles and concerns seemed to slip away. I was reminded of God’s view and God’s perspective.
24 high school students and adult leaders left the South park lot on Saturday, July 7...
Welcome to the 2012 Bethlehem Mission Trip!
We are about to embark on a journey - a journey of discovery of amazing adventures and lessons of faith! Already, God has been at work in our hearts, minds and bodies, pulling us together in anticipation and expectation! We have all been brought here this year, this month, this week and this very day - for it is indeed a day that the Lord has made, and I hope that you are ready to rejoice in it and be glad for what unfolds!