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Recently while traveling through Montana we stopped at a rest area and happened to witness an older lady trip and fall backward on the concrete. Just minutes before, she had cheerily greeted me and we made conversation about the lovely day. I noticed then her shuffling walk and swollen ankles and almost asked her if I could take the garbage to the bin she was obviously headed for, but didn't because she seemed of an independent nature and if our roles had been reversed I would have wanted that respect.
While I was in the restroom, I heard a cry of pain and instantly knew she had gone down. Thankfully, Bruce was by her side in seconds and also her retired nurse husband, so she was in good hands. Getting her off the ground was not easy but between the expertise of her husband's experience and Bruce's they soon had her up on her feet.
However, something was not right because she felt she couldn't walk or move forward. She kept going forward toward the ground. Eventually bet…

Part Three...Baja

This type of cactus is only found in the Bahia de los Angeles area...or so they say...It is rather plain and ugly except at Christmas it throws off a beautiful bloom right at the top...


Leaving Bahia, we parked the sailboat at the end of a remote road and did a bit of off road driving. Bruce had read about some rock paintings in the area...and a lady from the museum gave us directions here. We drove around for a couple of hours looking...our vehicle did great in this sand...


We finally gave up and headed north on this peninsula that is called Baja California. Later that afternoon we drove into a small coastal town and checked into a hotel that was cheap and clean. So nice! After talking to a few locals and eating more fish tacos, we relaxed a couple of hours before heading out to find the Pacific coastline. We planned to be there for sunset... 

                         After traveling narrow rutted roads, this one was a treasure...




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Bahia Part Two

I left you with the dolphins. And I do realize the first part sounded pretty dreamy. Had you been there though, ending up on the rocks with a hole in your boat...that isn't exactly a dream. The threat of not staying anchored because of high winds and sun blistered arms, legs, and lips was not pleasant either. Another reason we were done, some of our family cannot take the bugs. I was doing pretty well with everything but the not staying anchored part. Because of that, I wasn't sleeping much. My duties on the boat change little from what I do at home. There is still food, laundry, and cleaning to keep up with all on a tiny little space. So not a relaxed mama...
Not a full ten minutes later we met with an amazing amount of wind coming across the water towards us. You could literally see the line across the water of calm water and whitecaps. This was directly in  our route into Bahia and there was no avoiding it. Thankfully, the sails were put away and we quickly deflated and b…

Trust and the First Leg of Our Journey

There is so much to say I have almost given up on telling our story of the last month. I know that everyone experiences trials and difficult things in life. I have hesitated to talk about ours because it is not special or different than yours. And really, how much of what we go through or endure does anyone want to know about?


In preparing for our trip to Bahia de los Angeles, Mexico, our brains needed a thought of a reprieve or destination in order to survive the last grueling weeks of school. Bruce did pass his semester...he has one more to complete...I did finish with my third year of teaching and put away the classroom all in time for us to leave on the day we were planning. We met our accomplishments. We prepared really well in spite of trying to finish everything under pressure. Or so we thought.

We left as planned on May 23, four days after school finished. God had been speaking with me long and hard about trust in the last couple weeks and this continued as we journeyed uneven…

The Ground We Tread and How We Do It

It is not supposed to be a dog eat dog world in a Christian's point of view...and no...we do not eat our young as the phrases go. But is this our reality?

I looked up both those phrases with Wikipedia and was sorry to see that even we, good church going Bible believing people are guilty of both attitudes towards our brothers or sisters from time to time.

Most often it happens innocently. We expect that if someone can afford to build a house, they can easily help with hot lunch for the school on any given day. We assume if they can afford to adopt, they can surely afford to help remodel the kitchen of the church building. Also we assume "if I can do it, they can do it"...Which has not one ounce of compassion in it.  

We watch how others are spending their time and money and then judge how things are for them. We forget to stop and think that perhaps there is more than meets the eye. We forget we are not able to know all, that we simply cannot look into the hearts and soul of…

Longings For God's People

In a single day so much can hit you sideways, like hail on skin. I often wonder why it is that God made some people with better resiliency than I seem to have. Did He make me weak and sensitive and fragile or did I become that way from being worn down and because I don't have my roots deep down? And why is it some can be given far greater trials than I and come forth as gold?

Such questions are too deep for me and so at the end of the day, I run back to the arms of my Abba Father. Once there, it becomes clear that I am not to question my lack and frailties. I simply surrender to worship. I cave in and fall flat on my face in awe of what God is doing. I can't see anything visibly but I know He is doing far more than I can imagine or think...(Eph 3;20) 

Going to church service has been my hard thing, yet it has been my needed thing. Let me try to explain. I go there every day, to that building, since our school and church is combined. I teach the children of my friends five days a…

Some Things You Cannot Know

It is rather painful to be waiting on answers but I think it would be worse to know too much. It's during the time of not having answers or a plan, we must learn to rely most heavily on God and His divine knowledge.

We are currently in a time of waiting and discouragement. Bruce is nearing the end of his second semester of nursing school and it is not looking good. Fact is, we are trying to face reality that he may be looking at doing this semester over. We are still striving and praying and giving it everything we got to make this semester a success. But it looks pretty bleak. While not knowing if we will succeed is hard, giving up would be even harder. 

It also means that I can acclimate myself to thinking about working a job a couple more years. Which I really feel sad about...spoiled lady that I am. I have already given my word to teach another school year, this much I already know. But imagine looking at being near the top of Mount Everest and then finding out you need to stay …