Lunch At The Lodge

Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens.

Let thy glory be above all the earth

Psalm 57:11

This is a particular favorite time of year for Vicki and me.
We love the change not only in the weather

but in the trees.

Colors come forth and just explode

all around us.

Funny how this happens right before

Winter.
Right before death.

The leaves die and fall from the trees so that

new life can come forth next spring.

Yet right before the death there is this incredible

explosion of color as if to say, "Death isn't that bad."

Death isn't that bad especially when you have hope.

Hope that points to another step in this progression

we call life.

Hope that is directed at someone, that someone being Jesus.

That hope born in a heart that has been made right

through salvation, will enable us

to take the next step.

Hope.

Hope is greater than death.

Hope defeats depression at every turn.

Hope sees where the eyes cannot.

Hope is powerful when coupled with faith.

Yesterday Vicki and I took the afternoon off and went for a drive.

We took off up H'way 11 and just enjoyed the view,

the drive

and

each other's company.

We found ourselves headed for the Little River Cafe, a place

we have eaten at several times and is a favorite of ours.

Big sign out front "Closed:foreclosure".

Bummer!

A victim of the economy.

We drove on down to DeSota State Park and found

ourselves at the lodge restaurant.

A hearty meal of sandwiches and seafood gumbo

(Vicki loves the gumbo..not me)

and

more conversation.

I guess the one thing I enjoy about our times together is

that she makes me laugh.

We went out on this huge deck behind the lodge and just stood and

admired God's handiwork.

What a view!

We drove on over to DeSota Falls and spent some time there.

As the sun began to set and the air began to cool,

we began our journey back home.

Yesterday was one of those presents that God offers to you

and would be so easy to miss if you weren't careful.

Thank you, Lord

mb