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Bridgewater, February, 2013


 Geese in Motion 2

We are on a life raft together in a fearful storm.  We owe one another a terrible allegiance. 

                                                              GK Chesterton


      Grand Tetons National Park -- The John Moulton Barn on Mormon Row at the base of the Tetons           


A storm is coming, the storm of God’s judgment on America. We may well be at the tipping point where judgment is inevitable. So how should we prepare for the tough times that loom on the horizon?  We are in it together.  We owe one another a frightful terrible kind of loyalty.  Edwin Lutzer, Sr. Pastor, The Moody Church, Chicago.



Anyone who has been there will immediately recognize  the photo above was taken in magnificent Wyoming with that soaring backdrop of the Grand Teton National Park. Photographed so often, even the John Moulton barn has become famous.   I’ve seen the Swiss and Bavarian mountains at their finest, even Mt Fuji in snow-peaked grandeur, but none surpasses the Grand Tetons.  As I write these words, the weather folk tell us that indeed a snow storm is coming.  Fearless of storms, I prepare my thoughts with restful scenes of snowstorms past and remember with gratitude how many I’ve survived.  One most fearful displayed the relentless winter bite at Sondrestromfjord, Greenland , ninety miles within the Arctic Circle, whence  the Air Force dispatched me during the winter of ’57-‘58.  The storm began in early October and lasted seven months, burying in its wake all the Quonset buildings on base.  Ten years thereafter, the Air Force sent me to the northernmost tip of Japan [Wakkanai] where we were in listening range of Russian ‘s Sakkalin island, and all things military.   No less than 200 inches of impacted snow covered the entire village of Wakkanai for  five months.   Japanese workers tunneled paths for us to maneuver through tons of snow.   People who lived through those winter months, before and after, knew this era as the Cold War.  Wise people now who recognize the winds of war know that history does repeat itself.  A sober look at world politics does sound a fearful warning of the approaching storm and another Cold War. Hopeful signs of small bands of Christian believers, intent on returning to first century Christianity, in bonds of love and caring  relationships are breaking forth in small home churches in China and in other parts of our globe.  These “koinonia” fellowships are provi ng to the world St. Paul’s powerful truth written to the Romans.  “All things work together for good to those who love the Lord, to those who are called according to His purpose.“ (Romans 8:28) 

 Canadian geese in flight

I am thoroughly convinced that when the last chapter of humanity is written we will find that the implications of atheism, i.e., living without God,  is consistently carried through, will have made life plainly unlivable within the limits of reason or even of common sense.   Ravi Zacharias, Can Man Live Without God.

Cold Red

That I may know Him, and the power of His resurrection, and the fellowship of His sufferings, being made conformable unto His death; If by any means I might attain unto the resurrection of the dead.  Philippians 3:10-11 Tuesday Night Geese