Wilderness Survival

Friday night and there are few places that i’d rather be than in the middle of the desert with my boy scouts. we are working on the wilderness survival meritbadge and that has required that all the kids essentially make forts and sleep in them. as I was working on I amanda called and I told her I couldn’t talk because I was making a fort. she laughed at me and for the first moment I realized I was truly enjoying the time out here with the scouts. they are a random bjnch of kids but together they are a good time. to end the night we all sat around a camp fire and listened to stories about not being alone in the world. at the end of that meeting all 100 of us knelt down and prayed in the middle of this desert. really humbling and it gave me a sense of the sacred. it has made the whole time worth while. hopefully ill wake up tomorrow with out a migrane so I can enjoy the rest of the activity.


Just a walk in the park…

Amanda has started to feel a little better from her surgery. She wanted to get out of the house for a little while so we decided to go to Freestone Park. While walking around we were able to relieve a little tension that had begun to arrise over the last few days. The lack of stability of anything in our lives right now has gotten us a little on edge. While the nessicities of life are taken care of, and our day to day is alright there is just so many things that are unsure. The future is what weighs most right now, and the need for some kind of rock, some stability is lacking. The Gospel of course is there, and we strive to remain true always to that, but we find ourselves on sandy ground when it comes to other aspects of life. With some closure beginning to creep forward within the next few weeks we will be able to make some important decisions, and regain that rock that we are looking for.

It was so great to just walk around the park, and see everyone enjoying the weekend. As we passed the mini-carnival filled with kids on the merry-go-round we paused at the bridge that passed over a pond filled with ducks. It was there that we reflected on that past week or so, and were able to just “let it go”. We remembered the last time we had walked around a lake in Tempe and had befriended a one-legged duck. Poor guys kept swimming in circles. That little walk helped me gain perspective again for my life, and some of the goals that we seemed to lose sight of out of frusteration.