Another beautiful day begins on the Maine Coast, where there is always something old to be taught and something new to learn … Down east accents murmur and drift across the water as this old salt and his unseasoned stern man (maybe father and son) plan the day and begin their work adventure together. DuringContinue reading “Commending God”
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Whose Hills These are, I think I know…
One wonders who the Psalmist was and what was running through his mind when he wrote down the words to this beautiful song: I lift up my eyes to the hills. From where does my help come? My help comes from the LORD, who made heaven and earth. (Psalm 121:1-2) Was heContinue reading “Whose Hills These are, I think I know…”
Full Sails
July is a great month for sailing in Maine. Watching sails appear and disappear on the horizon makes one yearn for swift winds and stiff breezes, to hoist sails, and to be propelled into open ocean with its invisible boundaries, clear horizons, distant skies, and the mysterious deep. The forces that compel usContinue reading “Full Sails”
Morning Prayer
A new day with its fresh possibilities is best begun with thoughtful consideration of our Great God, whose purposes for us are grand and wonderful and whose thoughts toward us are “precious” and “vast” and more numerous that “the grains of the sea”. (Psalm 139) Praying Psalm 143 is a wonderful way to start eachContinue reading “Morning Prayer”
Peace Like a River
Perhaps you can hear the song rising from the heat soaked cotton fields? I’ve got peace like a river, I’ve got peace like a river, I’ve got peace like a river in my soulI’ve got love like an ocean, I’ve got love like an ocean, I’ve got love like an ocean in my soulI’ve gotContinue reading “Peace Like a River”
Becoming Gold
This Great Blue Heron stood staring into the river for what seemed like hours. He never lost hope as he patiently watched for his meal, and his perseverance eventually produced satisfaction. He is a reminder that patience, stamina, and the confidence of good endings are characteristics of a life of faith. Christian belief is moreContinue reading “Becoming Gold”
Distorted Reflections
” Now we see things imperfectly as in a cloudy mirror, …” (1 Corinthians 13:12) If you want an impartial assessment of yourself ( and probably you don’t), spend some time under the innocent but brutal scrutiny of a three-year-old. Recently, while I was playing with my granddaughter, she offhandedly revealed that I have bigContinue reading “Distorted Reflections”
Whose Story?
Last week we remembered D-Day, that historic day which began the joyful reclamation of Europe from tyranny but which was tragically stained by the tremendously sad sacrifices of young men dying to restore liberty. Remembering people and events from our past helps to define us as people and as a country, to understand and evaluateContinue reading “Whose Story?”
Just A Glimpse
Andrew Young, a Scottish poet, compared his ongoing but somewhat futile quest for meaning to searching for lady slippers: “…I peer in every place: Seeking for what I cannot find/ I do as I have often done/ And shall do while I stay beneath the sun.” (Lady-Slipper, Orchid) We “see”, and we are amazed atContinue reading “Just A Glimpse”
Slack Tide
Oddly enough, this canoe facing a setting sun reminds me of two people, my grandmother Viola Bancroft Preble (1886-1973) and Alfred Lord Tennyson (1809-1892). They never met but briefly were contemporaries! My grandmother loved to read his poetry to us when we were children. One might question the appropriateness of reading The Charge of theContinue reading “Slack Tide”
Sweet Words from Maine 