Thursday, June 25, 2015

In My House There Are Many Mansions ?


Is there somewhere you'ld like to go?
 A secret place you've only dreamed of?
A bridge to happiness?

In places all over the world I've seen mansions, and been lucky enough to be in a few. Wood, Stone , Metals and designs of all sizes, I enjoy them all for different reasons and styles. Now in my youth i would vist a mansion somewhere and think "what must it be like to live in something like this?". I want one of these. As Dylan said "ooh times are a changin".

Well I woke up the other morning and once again i rolled over to see sweetgrass and mountains and a blue sky from my tent with the sound of a river right behind me.
I once again opened my bible to see where it landed. (Do we ever stop doing that) There in my morning chair outside my tent along the Madison River drinking french press my bible opened to Ps 84 i read from the (message).  What a beautiful home. 
  You kidding me God,  You mean right here? 
I keep reading, " I've always dreamed of a room in Your house where I could sing for joy"..
Ok, God you had me at house but "room"? 
Then the verse "In my house there are many mansions" hits me like a V8 moment.  Wow God, I never thought of places on earth as mansions and rooms within Your house. I always thought of those 10 to 30k sq ft palaces as mansions.
Game changer in my brain. 
Mansions.... ? Oh heck yea.  I'm living in one right now for a time that my father owns.  He told me to take care of it cause one day someone else and then someone else will have that same dirt to dwell in and on.  

Solomon said this over and over in Ecc., and Don Henley said if a few years ago in his own way "there are no luggage racks on the herse down the block".  

You  ever stare at an old clock and watch the seconds tick by on the minute hand and think "i'm never gonna get these seconds back"?  I have, and those moments along with my own personal medical journey  have made me desire the road less traveled the longer I live.  I used to think green people and hikers with a notepad and a water purifier were a bit left of center. Well the older I get the more I find I have in common with many of them regardless of how we see that big picture. In fact the older I get the more I have in common with most the folks run into.  

Is it possible that one of the bridges we cross one day in life says "once you cross this bridge, it's less about you from here on out, and more about others".  Mind you, you can kill yourself trying to please people to be who they want you to be for their own "self-esteem", but I'm not talking about that mountain of dysfunction. I'm more talking about viewing life and each day and it's events with others in mind not just self. Hmmm. Got a lot to learn here, but that's part of what draws me 1,000 miles out to this dirt,rock and water each year to ask God these questions and listen for answers.  
Just what do you see here in Montana along a stream in the middle of a forest? How does God talk to you through the wind and the colors of a rainbow...

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The Old Varney Bridge looking East over the Madison River.  (Ennis Montana)



Thankful for 2nd Chances.

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