Road-Trip Throwback

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This is a panoramic that I snagged on my way back from a wedding in Eagle, Alaska. The wedding was amazing! It was two friends I’ve known for some time that were getting married. Pictures are the threads that hold my memories together. Even one memorable picture ties to hundreds of thousands of wonderful memories. Every memory with every friend is something I treasure.

Photo Memory

Memories of a bygone era...

Memories of a bygone era…

Times long since forgotten,
Now, are remembered;
In forests, begotten,
I, again, have wandered.

More memories are seen,
The deeper I go;
The light doesn’t gleam,
But glimmers and glows.

Sunshine from above,
Peaks through the leaves;
Some times I love,
Others are too dreary.

I recognize old landmarks,
And see the pathways there;
Travels there, we did embark,
Dependent on each other.

Someday, I will tell these tales,
Of every perilous moment;
Times of victory or of failure,
Each, a memorable monument.

So many memories,
Stored up in my heart;
Memories so distant,
I weep as I depart.

I emerge from the forest,
Shaken and tired;
With sorrow and joyfulness,
To my home I retire.

God gave us these moments,
So precious and so few;
I cherish these fragments,
These snapshots, and these moments with you.

Raining Sunshine

Sometimes, sadness and happiness come at the same time, like when it's sunny and raining!

Sometimes, sadness and happiness come at the same time, like when it’s sunny and raining!

Drops fall down, down from above;
Each shines bright, as bright as the sun.
Even in sadness, sadness with tears;
Joy can be found, found without fear.

Droplets of dew, dew on the grass;
Each, a tiny lens, a lens made of glass.
Our eyes cannot see, see every blessing,
We see only us, and besides us, nothing.

Sunlight hits each, each a small star,
Illumined to brilliance, brightness seen afar.
Christ gives us light, and sight to see;
He is the source, the source of eternity.

So let the sun show, show its bright light;
To the lost world, a world without light.
We are the drops, the drops of sunshine;
To light up the world, the world for Christ.

Leaves of a Golden Pathway

Leaves of Gold

On a walk through sunny shade,
The wind whispers gently through the trees;
The path before, like lemonade,
Yellow, golden, fallen autumn leaves.

Even in these quiet times;
There are changes so uncertain;
Yet God still gives us sunshine.
The clouds of doubt are now broken.

Once the leaves from trees have all fallen,
To the floor of the forest so far;
Once they darken, and their gold is stolen,
How barren the birch trees now are.

The leaves will grow back after a season,
Even though the trees appear dead.
Just so, every scar, bruise, and grievance,
Will heal after time trods ahead.

Take heart, have faith, seek Christ right now;
Though now may seem so sorrowful.
Time will tell what, when, and how;
The spring will bring something wonderful.

And so I find comfort, on a walk,
Through the shadows of today;
I thank God, for the lessons I’m taught;
As I walk on a golden pathway.

A Golden Pathway Through the Forest

A Golden Pathway Through the Forest