A Sunrise Relationship Connection

20181203_102534.jpg“Grandpa at what time will we see the sun?”

“Well Grandson, it depends where we are standing.”

The grandson blew into his cupped hands, then asked, “What do you mean?”

“You see, if you stand far from the mountains, like we are now, we’ll see the sun sooner. But, if we were at the base of those mountains, we won’t see the sun until it cleared their peaks.”

“But Grandpa, Nana said that the sun rises at the same time.”

Grandpa patted his grandson on the head, chuckled and then responded, “Nana is right. The sun rises at a specific time every day. But if a mountain is right before us, it will block the sun from our sight.”

“Oh, I see.” The grandson cuddled in his own coat as the Alaska’s cold, morning air touched his skin. He then releases a deep sigh.

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“What thoughts are you wrestling with, grandson?”

“I was wondering, if the reason why my parents can’t see God like we do, is because of where they are standing.”

His grandpa wraps his arm around the Grandsonโ€™s shoulders, “You are wise for an eight-year-old.”

“Grandpa, you’re the wise one, for you bring me out here where God teaches man about him and ourselves.”

“How did you arrive to this conclusion?”

“By watching and listening to you.”

“Hmmm.” Grandpa remain quiet for a while before releasing a deep breath.

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The grandsons watched the cloud of breath float up and reshaped itself until it vanished from sight.

“Grandpa, did you just tell God a prayer?”

“I did.”

“What did you pray for?”

“That you and I will have many more mornings to witness the sunrise. And, for you to keep reminding me of the important things one must do. I also asked the Lord to help me stand where I will always see God so that He can shine through me.”

“I will ask the same things.” The Grandson released three puffs of breath and watched them transformed shapes as they floated to the heavenly sky. “Grandpa, the sun!”

Grandpa moved away from the rail, took the keys of the truck out of his pocket and told his Grandson, “the sun rays have spread making this Grandpa and Grandson connection time, extra special. Now let’s go to the mountains and explore.”20181203_103207.jpg

Tuesday Photo Challenge by Dutch goes the Photo ~ Connections

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Photography Captures Messages

20181021_1717591The wind quickened and the stormed continued to develop. Me?

20181021_1720411I happily drove south with my husband in the car. It was an opportunity which I couldn’t miss.

20181021_1720551No rainstorm was going to bound me indoors, keeping away from nature.

20181021_1721451The drive didn’t start out with rain. But once south of Turnagain Arm, Seward highway, heavy clouds moved low on the road onto the water and out to sea.

20181021_174528Wet terrain darkened the fall colors causing me to desire a hot drink. After coffee and a treat, I drove us back home to Anchorage.

20181021_174835With the rain pouring down and on coming cars lifting rainwater to my windshield, the view hid from my sight.

20181021_174543ย Therefore, I had to stop now and then.

20181021_174637Once out the car, I not only enjoyed the beautiful scenic view, but the weather bath me as I engulfed myself with its refreshing wind and cold rain, allowing it to run down my face and wet hair on to my raincoat.

20181021_174813Then, I remembered a photographed of a leafless bush.

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I ponder about deleting it as I drove.

Once home, I reviewed the photos and something told me to keep the photo of the lonely bush.

It wasn’t until a week later, that I understand why it caught my attention.

A message waited there, captured in the photo just for me only to be released at an appointed time.

My heart not only had to understand the message, but comprehend its importance in my life.

I posted the messages on the actual photo on Instagram, Facebook and here, on WordPress, as a journal to remind me where I’ve been and whatย life’s circumstance I’ve overcome.

Nature speaks to my soul.

In time, I’m able to write what I’ve seen, felt or heard. Many time I don’t under stand why I felt compelled to take a picture. But I’ve learned, to rust the nudge and the reason will gurgle up from my own life experience.

I hope you enjoy this short outdoors exploration. I sure did.

Blessings, Lidia.๐Ÿ˜Š

Nothing Is Insignificant

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Nothing of us is insignificant, nothing!

You matter.

You beautify.

You, yes, you.

You are valuable.

Cloudy With a Chance of Change

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Which clouds do your eyes focus on when you travel?

Is it the darkest ones in the far distance gathering for a storm, or the ones above you ready to release their showers, or the one drifting above the grown, soon to vanish before you draw near?

For me? It was the whitest one of all. It drifted low, rapidly changing, becoming smaller the closer my husband drove around the bend.

Clouds fascinate me. They deliver more than destruction or harm when they release the rain. They provide what’s needed for change to occur.

One day, maybe tomorrow or next spring, change will be seen. Not just by the new growth, but by the maturity and strength of how the tree, the bush or the vine endured the dark, heavy clouds that soon would appear.

The Majesty of Nature

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EAGLE RIVER,ย ALASKA

When the view is this pristine, its beauty runs through my veins bringing life into my heart, tugging my spirit and awakening my soul.

Suddenly, I, the me inside, can finally breath deep as I stretch my spirit to the heavens yawning my worry away from my soul to the only One who is in control.

River of Life

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Life grabbed me by the seat of my pants, placed me on a boat in the middle of a river with no paddles or motor.

Cold rainy days and nights I’ve experienced with moments where I felt as if I was drowning.

Then the sky clears and the sun shines and God’s glory is seen.

When moments like this come my way, I smile as I float by.

Slowly I close my eyes as the view vanishes out of sight.

I then savor the moment, guarding my memory in my heart, for I don’t know what lies on the other side of the river’s bend of tomorrow.
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Really, How Big is Life?

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IN THE FAR DISTANCE๏ธ
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To grasp how big life really is, one must:

Drink oceans of understanding,
Climb mountains of insight,
Trench terrains of awareness,
Breath rivers of experience, plus
Soak -up starburst of heavenly enlightenment.

Or just go for a hike in the wilderness of Alaska.

I promise, your mind, heart, body, soul and spirit
will be drench with all the above that you
will sleep like a child, who’d played all day
and for most of the night.
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Close and Personal

IMG_20180425_002659_199.jpg๐Ÿ‚CLOSE AND PERSONAL๐Ÿ‚
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Soon
The snow will melt
The leaf will blow
The new buds will grow

Then;
I must ask,
What change
will occur in me?

What
About you,
Are you ready to
Let go and mature?
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๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿ‚

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๐Ÿ‚CLOSE & PERSONAL๐Ÿ‚

Captured by the wind of doubt leaves one stuck between timidity and distrust.

Get close and see, not the leaf; but yourself. You have much to offer where you exist.

Much like these stuck leafs, they’re a piece of art to be admired – where they’ve landed.

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๐Ÿ‚CLOSE & PERSONAL๐Ÿ‚

Curled, we

Often hide

Embarrass self

Our ins and outs

Ups and downs

Seen and unseen

All in all

Right side or reverse

It’s what makes us

Perfectlyย unique

Let’s be grateful

Instead of shameful

Life’s experiences

Good or bad

Can become

Valuable jewels

Once polished

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