Sitting here admiring the view.


Sitting here admiring the view. Sunlight strong and willing to put a shimmer on the world. Closing out the shadows and all they bring.

If today finds you struggling through a few dimly lit corners, fight for the view.
If we must surrender, let it be to the radiance.

Do we ever stop to consider the control we lend to darkness?
We allow it authority to eclipse truth.
It challenges our senses, nothing seems as it really is.
We live unbalanced, unbelieving and undone by the distortion.

What if we flipped the switch?
What if our reality was lit by the dawning of a new perspective?
What if we saw everyday, everything and everyone through vivid, brilliant Light?

If we rely on God as our beacon in the twilight moments, when our hearts and humanity fail us, He will flood our vision with a new panoramic reality.
He has complete command over lies that live in a veil of deceit and distortion.

Trust Him to light your way through.
Permit His love to shield you in the first hours of dusk when doubt finds it’s way in.
He is the Light, the Truth and the Way.

Sit back and admire the view. The SonLight is strong and willing to put a shimmer on your world.
All you have to do is surrender to the Radiance.


What’s courage look like?


Rocks, lots and lots of rocks! Big ones, small ones, tall ones, short ones. All have sharp, jagged edges, edges that could wound. It seems a little reckless to be climbing up with all risk laying there exposed for the viewing. Choices to be made, daring to be determined.

With heart beating, we take one step at a time. Looking forward and upward with boldness. No turning back. There’s no room for the meek, no room for the timid. Just enough space between the rock and the hard place for a little fearlessness.

We climb with positive resolve, not because we are unafraid, without anxiety, but because we look to trade uncertainty for confidence.

We shrink back from the unknown, untried, untrue. All the while we hover in fear and limit ourselves by living in this sheltered, shielded stance. At what cost?

Courage never grows from security. It’s a trait that is developed by danger.

We are confronted by the challenge of choice today. Will we stop avoiding that tight, trembling feeling? It’s that feeling we get when we are forced to climb exposed to chance.

Ah, but here’s the one true assurance, the one true insurance. When we relinquish the control to the One who has all control, we stop quavering and our steps become steady and sure and the threat of stumbling is eclipsed by His promise. There’s an outstretched hand and it offers an opportunity to live dangerously by faith.

“fear not, for I am with you; be not dismayed, for I am your God; I will strengthen you, I will help you, I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.” Isaiah 41:10

Take hold of that promise and live brave and bold my friends.
Living dangerously by faith, that’s what courage looks like!


Did we miss the sign?

Early morning rides with just my tunes from my iphone strapped to the bike, ah, sweet freedom!

I had to wait for dawn, not feeling safe or stable in the dark on just two, narrow wheels.
The darkness does that to us doesn’t it? It’s a place that causes us to lose balance. We start to question every move, meeting it with a fearful frame of mind.

Though if I am true to myself, I recognize it’s not just the darkness that causes instability. Even in the light of day, I miss the obvious. My focus causes the faltering.

I have ridden this path, run this path, traveled this path so many times that I am familiar with every crack along the trail. But, did I ever see this sign “WEAK BRIDGE”? How many times did I go right past, without so much as a passing glance? Was I always looking down? Just observing cracks?

If I don’t take notice of the signs, what am I missing in this journey?

Could my “weak bridge” be faulty focus? Is my view askew?

When I remember to look up, give up staring at cracks, it’s amazing the sense of balance that comes with right focus on Him.
I have ridden this path, run this path, traveled this path so many times that I am familiar with every crack along the trail.
But, today is a new day, and I am in search of the strong bridge.
The bridge that allows me to be connected to Him.
The bridge that spans the great divide between us.
He built it out of the strongest material known to humankind, love.
I’m focused on the trail that leads me there.
Ah, sweet freedom is in the crossing.