Guest post from one of my group members… because honestly, this is not my method with slot canyons at all! I’ve always had a mild case of claustrophobia. Growing up, my family and I spent a lot of our vacations…
Darkness is for Rest
There is a lot of talk about “dark times” in our Christian churches today. You even hear it spoken of in our society. “Everyone faces dark times, sometimes,” people say. “Don’t worry; you can get through it. You just have…
The Top 20 Pages on Anne’s Travels in 2019!
It’s the end of 2019, which means it’s time for the annual roundup of the Top 20 Pages on Anne’s Travels! The top pages are pretty much the same as last year – Out of State Learner Permit Laws, 10…
Healed without Knowing It
One day, God said to me, “Anne, do you know how much you were healed on that trip?” The “trip” (vacation) He was referring to was one where we spent a glorious week hiking the trails around the Mt.…
Dealing with our Socks!
A couple of weeks ago, a friend posted a silly picture to social media (as many of us are wont to do from time to time, if for no other reason than to give our friends a good laugh). It…
Created in the Image of God
Many of us who read my blog do so because we enjoy being out in the wilderness. Or if wilderness isn’t available, we’ll settle for a good walk or jog through a local park. I’ve been guilty of saying, “I’m…
The Fruit of the Spirit in the Wilderness
Last week, we talked about how good trees bear good fruit. One of the interesting things is that God, too, produces fruit. Of course, He is behind the trees bearing their fruit in season here on earth (Jeremiah 5:24). …
Good Trees Bear Good Fruit
The last few weeks we’ve enjoyed fall at its finest. The leaves on the trees have been changing color and slowly falling to the ground, the sun has shined brightly illuminating the leaves. The weather has been warm enough to…
A Pure Form of Acceptance
A few weeks ago, a hiking friend posted on social media her thoughts about acceptance and the wilderness. She ended by saying, “In nature, though, I’ve found myself more at peace than ever before. The water, trees, and critters…
The Time In Between
For no special reason, I was thinking last night about rest areas along I-80 in Iowa. They’re usually in the middle of a cornfield, very hot and humid in the summer, and bitterly cold in the winter. I was also…