He said, "Come." + some pictures

The wind trilled; the sea mist rose. Not to harm me, but to prove me. He reached out his hand and touched my forehead. An anointing of perfect peace. I stepped further into the storm, but it was no longer a storm to me.

"He said, 'Come.' So Peter got out of the boat and walked on the water and came to Jesus." Matthew 14:29

p.s. here are some pics from a little sunset hiking trip!



Doesn't look that cool in this picture, but this is a giant, frozen waterfall. A GIANT, FROZEN WATERFALL



The snow helped me out a little, and I got to take a few short-cuts on the way down :-)

Crack-Seal Mechanisms

I went to a time of soaking prayer, last night, and, for the brief period that the Celtic soundscapes did not elicit in me sweeping visions of horseback and gallantry, I sat contending for a way. I saw a vision of a rock through which a vein of water was slowly and powerfully moving. Later brushing up on my knowledge of natural hydraulic fractures, I reveled in the wonder of a substance like water cleaving its way through a force like rock. “When the confining pressure is too great, or when brittle-ductile rheological conditions predominate, vein formation occurs via crack-seal mechanisms.” I felt the pressure of the Living Water all around me, carrying me as it proceeded through the sheer rock bed. “I will make a way for you.”

Whatever impossible way you need made, exete pistin theou! Have the faith of God because that glorious Spirit lives in you.