Lolo Peak Hike - Late Fall 2006

The Hallelujah Hikers' last Fall hike was on a nose-biting, ear-chilling day. We drove to the Lolo Peak Trailhead where there was only a skiff of snow and some Fall color left in the foliage. Once on the trail, the snow was 2-4 inches deep with questionable traction for those of us not foresighted enough to wear something other than tennis shoes for the hike. We all hiked for over 2 hours before I started to develop a severe earache & decided to

turn back. I had awakened that morning with congestion & a headache, but had not wanted to miss the hike. This was the first hike that I regretted going on with this dear group. My sneakers had turned from sloggy to ice,
my fingers & nose were numb, I nearly slid over the edge of the trail & down the steep banks when the snow deepened to almost 6 inches & I turned around.
My hike back was alone, so I was able to hear the forest sounds that our chatting had blocked out. I heard & saw several squirrels, a variety of birds & wondered if a bear was following me. I kept hearing snapping twigs behind me. At one point I heard a loud whoosh & the wing of the owl, ( not bear after all), who had been accompanying me nearly grazed my head. This owl flew from branch to branch watching my progress down the snowy trail until I was within a half mile of the trailhead. About that time I saw this neat, almost drift-woody photo opportunity. If I could have transported it back to my yard, I'm sure I could use it as a great focal point in a flowerbed arrangement.


The rest of the hikers returned to the trailhead about 30 minutes later than I did. None of them had reached the destination we had set for ourselves. We'll try again in the Spring to reach Lolo Peak.

God, Our Dwelling-Place for 2007!

The theme for 0ur 2006 Christmas card was God's dwelling-place in us & other cubes. (ie. the Holy of Holies of the tabernacle & temples & in the future in the New Jerusalem, as I blogged in August.) I've been reading Psalm 90 as I begin this New Year. This Psalm starts out with: Lord, you have been our dwelling-place, in all generations. So I am meditating today on my dwelling-place. God is my dwelling-place even as I am His. Moses, who wrote Psalm 90, also wrote in Deuteronomy 33:27: The eternal God is your dwelling-place, and underneath are the everlasting arms. The next Psalm expands on the safety of abiding in the presence of God... 91:1-2 He who dwells in the secret place of the Most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the LORD, "He is my refuge and my fortress; My God, in Him I will trust." 91:9-11 Because you have made the LORD, who is my refuge, even the Most High, your dwelling-place, no evil shall befall you, nor shall any plague come near your dwelling; for He shall give His angels charge over you, to keep you in all your ways." What a refuge!
"Ma'on" is the Hebrew transliteration for "dwelling-place" in English. It's root also means cohabitation, to be married & conjugal rights. That's how intimate we are to be with our God in whom we live & have our being.

We think of our homes or dwelling-places as our protective shelter. We are the sheep & our Shepherd is also the sheepfold in which we can lie down safely. David understood this and wrote about it in Psalm 34:7 The angel of the LORD encamps all around those who fear Him, and delivers them. Psalm 125:2 As the mountains surround Jerusalem, so the LORD surrounds His people from this time forth & forever. Psalm 71:3 Be my strong refuge, to which I may resort continually; You have given the commandment to save me, for You are my rock and my fortress. The Psalms are full of such images - Psalm 9:10, 17:8, 27:1 & 5, 37:39-40 and so many others. Other references: Colossians 3:3, 2 Samuel 22:2-3, Isaiah 4:5-6, Jeremiah 16:19, Joel 4:16. I could go on & on.

While facilitating the study in Habakkuk this Fall, I memorized & meditated on a dozen or more Scripture verses. At a time when a well-known Christian TV host is predicting a massive terrorist strike in the USA around or after September 2007, my mind returns to a couple of those verses. Psalm 62: 6-7 He only is my rock & my salvation, my stronghold; I shall not be shaken. On God my salvation & my glory rest; the rock of my strength, my refuge is in God.

God is sovereign. He is still on His throne & working behind the scenes to bring about His purposes. Everything that happens in 2007 will in the long run turn out for my best good & His glory as I rest in Him, my dwelling-place.

Questions????

1. Are any of you using the new version of Blogger? I'm just now familiar with the "old" blogger. What do you think of it? Is it worth the switch?

2. Have any of you attended "First Night" activities in Missoula or elsewhere? I'm going for the first time this year because my friend Janie has asked me to go with her & Dec. 31st is her birthday. She was diagnosed with lymphoma last year. Her lab. work remains the same, but she feels better than she has in years. Since the diagnosis, she has gotten more rest, exercised more & really watched her diet. A couple days ago, we hiked over 4 miles in the Larry Creek hills while she trained her Schnauzer puppy to heel.

3. Any suggestions on how to cut financial apron strings after an almost 19 year-old has left home yet still tries to have you foot all the bills?

4. My neighborhood Bible Study for women will be finishing Habakkuk on January 11th & starting in Ephesians with an emphasis on Spiritual Warfare. Does anyone have a favorite reference to recommend for spiritual warfare? I plan to show the Focus on the Family "That the World May Know" series portion on Ephesus as part of the overview.

Any & all comments appreciated!

I'm back...Esther & Tana are gone.

We've finally gotten a new computer, so I hope to post those photos I promised within a day or two. The motherboard on our old computer died, then our monitor went out. It's great to be able to read e-mail & blogs again.

The day before Thanksgiving, Esther moved into her own tiny, but cute apartment in Missoula near the Good Food Store. The Gatewest apartments do not allow pets, so Rachel cat stays put with us. She keeps meowing around the basement...looking for her bedmate. Esther now calls us from her cell-phone once or twice a day. I know more about her daily activities than I have for a couple of years!!

Two hours after Thanksgiving, our almost 14 year old female golden retriever slipped into eternity. Tana always considered herself my dog, although she was super friendly with anyone in her vicinity. Typical golden. She wasn't in pain at the end. Just quit eating & drinking & then breathing. We babied her a few days by spoonfeeding her, carrying her outside to do her business, etc. Finally she would not accept even her favorite spoonfed goodies. Her breathing became more & more labored the last day or so. So we took time to just sit with her, pat & brush her lightly, speak loving words & essentially say goodbye.

Treasure-hunting in the sun

How I love Montana's "Indian Summers"! Clear skies, day temps. in the 50's & 60's, night temps. in the 30's, snow-topped mountains & Autumn foliage declaring God's glory & showing His unsurpassed artistry, the smells of hay & apples & burning leaves... Yesterday, MaryLou & I returned to the Kootenai Creek trail, which we had hiked in the spring. Kootenai Creek was a raging, white frothy river with the spring run-off. Now it was a fourth the size, but picturesque in a totally different way. Light dappled the steep canyon cliffs & golden leaves blanketed the trail, the water & any horizontal plane around. The areas of golden larch/tamarack trees were sprinkled among the other evergreens. For the first time, we saw painters set-up along the trail edge trying to capture the Fall glory on canvas. I tried to capture the mellow feeling of satisfied senses with my new Olympus. (I'll add the photos to this blog if our dying computer will let me. In fact, I took a couple photos of our old apple press when we returned home...I'll add it to the previous blog if I can.) We only hiked 1 1/2 to 2 miles up the rocky, roller-coaster trail. It was a wonderful mini-vacation. It was just too gorgeous!!

Today is similar. I ambled slowly up our lane to the mailbox & back, soaking in the warmth of the sun & fully appreciating the rust & russet bushes. Turning back into our drive-way, I sunk to an all-time low to find a reason to remain outside. Why do I have to find an excuse to continue enjoying this gift anyway? Well, I started the evening chores early. I lingered at the sheep & horse troughs which I had just filled with sweet-smelling third cutting alfalfa & Timothy grass hay. I laughed at the antics of our 8 hens as they each tried to push themselves into the best position to devour the pear cores I had dumped into their outside dish. I even grabbed the shovel - Yes, I did - and started the chore I usually hate...cleaning up the dog doo! Dog doo & golden hair that sheds all over my home are the only two things I don't love about my golden retrievers. When my daughter was 5 or 6 years old, Louis introduced her first outside chore to her. He called it "Treasure hunting". He would try to find more piles than her to shovel up & throw over the fence into the pasture where the sheep & horses freely left their deposits. That game lasted a week or two. Then there were contests of how far they could throw the dog doo into the pasture. This game lasted longer & had wonderful side-effects for my daughter. She developed great upper body strength & won the baseball throw at the Hershey's Track Meet in Missoula so she could compete at State. When Esther got older, she would hurry through this chore. We started to tie letting her do extra things she wanted to do to how many piles we found after she said she was done with her chores. I was extremely thorough today & I'm sure I beat her best low score. I inched my way through our lawn. I almost congratulated Ari when he decided to squat & add a fresh pile. He has become my walk & jogging partner in the mornings...& had shadowed my every move through these evening chores done in the afternoon. I did not sink to rock picking in the field. That chore had been a disciplinary one for Esther. I was treating myself to a slice of rich colored & fully ripened Fall for my memory-bank.

New camera - more photos

Louis has been working at DirecTV for about 6 weeks now. He is past the 3 weeks of training & the 2 weeks of OJT with a coach. Those early 5 weeks were difficult for him as he is not a "Morning person" & yet he had to get up at 4:00 a.m. to 4:30 each morning & leave for work by 5:00 or shortly after. He survived with an average in the 90's on his tests & graded calls. He finds the work challenging & interesting so far. His peers average about 25 years old! Now he has started a later shift more to his liking... It leaves me with most of the animal chores, but that's "ok". We are paying our bills. After getting hay for the animals for the winter with his first few paychecks, (since we no longer have horses boarding here), Louis bought me an Olympus SP 350 digital camera for my birthday! I'm learning how to use it now.

We were given an antique apple press a couple weeks ago. The date it was cast - 1872 - is stamped in the metal parts of it. We spent one afternoon pressing 19 half-gallons of apple juice from Ron Smith's apples. He helped me to get the hang of the whole procedure. Then a few days later, we spent 3 to 4 hours pressing the apples we still had downstairs on tarps ripening from the pickings of our apple trees. I had been making apple sauce & crisps & had given a lot of apples away to friends & family, yet we still pressed 17 half-gallons of juice from what remained. Letting the juice sit for 2 to 3 days allowed it to become the cider that we then froze. What fun! All the bees in our immediate vicinity gorged themselves on the juice & apple mash. The horses & sheep loved the mash, gobbling it as fast as I could place it in their troughs. One bee did sting me, though it could have been worse, since a swarm of them surrounded Ron & I as we worked the press. A couple of the wooden parts broke during the last pressings, so Ron plans to find some hard maple to replace some of the wooden sections this winter. Now I am finishing the processing of our harvested & ripe pears & tomatoes. We've eaten a lot of homemade tomato soup lately!

The Impact of the Dead Sea Scrolls on Our Bible

That was the title of the latest lecture at the Univ. of MT. in the President's Lecture Series. My friends, Blake & Karen, invited me to a light supper of delicious pumpkin soup, salad & zucchini bread before we attended Eugene Ulrich's lecture together. (If I get the pumpkin soup recipie, I'll share it.) The Montana Theatre was packed with every seat taken & the steps on both sides used for seats to hear this professor of Hebrew Scripture & Theology from the Univ. of Notre Dame. Professor Ulrich has spent much of his career piecing together Dead Sea scroll fragments, translating & studying them. He also has helped to create a couple of our modern Bible translations. Eugene speaks & reads 12 languages, including French, Spanish, German, Hebrew, Arabic, Aramaic, Syriac etc. I found his lecture informative & insightful & far too short, although it was an hour, with a 30-45 min. question & answer session afterward. Here is some of what I learned:

. The Essene Qumran community existed for about 200 years - 140 B.C. to 68 A.D. - according to various dating methods. The common rooms have been dug up in recent years by archeologists. The Essenes themselves lived in tents & caves around these common rooms. The site has revealed an elaborate water storage system, with attached rooms for ritual bathing - mikvahs. Water is scarce in the Judean Wilderness so this system is understandable. There are also areas for ceremonial meals and for scribal work. Various scribal instruments have been found, as well.

. Professor Ulrich has worked with scrolls from 3 main Qumran caves: #1, 4 & 11. They all contained similar scrolls & in the same number of copies. Most of the scrolls were of parchment or animal skins/leather. One copper scroll was also found. The leather fragments are the most difficult to work with, since the ink is black & the leather has aged to a dark brown or black. The fragments are first sorted by penmanship to get the same scribe. Then compared to later manuscipts to put together sentences & paragraphs. The Masoretic & Samaritan Pentateuch texts were used the most for comparison. Josephus' work was also used frequently.

. The caves were very stable in humidity (low) & temperature (moderate) although the heat or cold or rain outside could become quite inclement! Each of the 3 main caves has a similar library of Biblical scrolls, other scrolls of the period like apocraphal books & some scrolls of writing by the Essenes. The Biblical scrolls were found in the same % in each cave. All the books except Esther & Nehemiah have been found in the Qumran caves. Three books are highly represented by numerous copies. Psalms with about 35 copies per cave, Deuteronomy with the low 30's & Isaiah with the mid-teens of copies per cave. Interestingly these books are the most quoted texts by Yeshua, Matthew & other writers of the New Testament.

. In comparing the copies & in comparing these oldest texts with later texts over the last few years, over a thousand or more variations & differences have been sited in each book. They are mostly grammar or spelling differences. Not even one of the variations affects our theology!! The Holy Spirit had to have superintended all the scribal work for this to be the result. Professor Ulrich didn't state it this way, but talked about the different slants in perspective in some copies, yet with an amazing sameness in meaning!!

. Prof. Ulrich handled the ?s very well, demonstrating his scholarship & enormous grasp on the Scriptures & related literature.

God's Hugs

I have decided God especially loves to give me His hugs when I am willing to step out of my comfort zone for Him. I was asked to lead the Precept Study in my neighborhood. Just before we drove across the state to Billings a month ago to attend a family wedding in Billings, Montana, I was talking to the Lord about this open door. I asked Him to confirm that I was to teach & what I was to teach. A couple of Precept books had been loaned to me as possibilities for the study. One of them was "Lord, Where Are You When Bad Things Happen?" based in the book of Habakkuk.

My nephew's wedding was Japanese flavored on the evening of September 9th at the Yellowstone Art Museum in Billings. We stayed overnight with my brother & his family so we could attend a baby dedication at my niece's church Sunday morning. After the dedication, their pastor distributed a wonderful outline and began preaching an introduction to the book of Habakkuk!! I knew that the Lord had given me His answer in a wonderfully supportive way.
(I am now 57 years old & this was the first time I have heard a pastor beginning a series on this small book of 3 chapters.) Within the next week, I read a quote from Habakkuk in the sedur service for Yom Kippur which my husband & I were preparing. Then a Habakkuk quote jumped out at me in the chapter I was reading from "Heaven" by Randy Alcorn. I told the Lord that I had gotten His message!


Eight women are in our Bible Study group at present. We met for an overview last Thursday. We listen to a tape by Kay Arthur during the second half of each study. The first tape was a message to teens from II Timothy, establishing how one should live in a decadent culture like Habakkuk's, Timothy's & ours. Kay talked about the early church using the saying "Maranatha" - just like I have been thinking all through these Fall Feasts. She also spoke about another saying that became an early church watchword, "Coram Deo", meaning "In God's Presence". The way we can live as we should in a sick culture, is to live:
. in His presence
. under His authority
. for His glory

Of course Kay fleshed out this outline a bit, but "Coram Deo" is a watchword I'm going to adopt as I teach Habakkuk this Autumn.

The Fall Feasts

Yesterday was Yom Kippur (the Day of Atonement) & the holiest day of the Jewish Year.
This year we learned a new song for the Jewish New Year - the Feast of Trumpets, as well as one for Yom Kippur. The words are good enough to share them.

YOM TERUAH
Isaac bound by Abraham -
it seemed this sacrifice would be,
but God looked on the faith of Abraham...
a ram's horn caught - meant Isaac would be free!

Chorus: Sound the Shofar from the highest hill!
Wake up people - no more standing still!
See the harvest nurtured by scarred hands -
Soon our God and King will reap the harvest from the land!

Hear O Israel;
The Lord our God the Lord is one!
And at this turning of another year
May we turn to see His Son!

See! Yeshua waits for you!
He longs to gather you in!
Oh hear the shofar calling out to you,
that you might know the ransom paid for sin!

You who know Yeshua
don't be silent anymore
sound the shofar to a dying world!
"Be ready for the coming of the Lord!"


YOM KIPPUR

Holy One can I walk with you like Abraham?
Could it be that El Shaddai is a friend to man?
Would You say those words to me - the words You told him?
Holy One can a man like me be called Your friend?

Chorus: Al tira, al tira - anochi magen lach
skhar-kha harbeh maod
Fear not, fear not - for I Am your shield
your reward is very great

Holy One how can I approach Your mercy seat?
Sacrifice & offerings seem so incomplete.
So I dream of atonement behind this curtain,
Holy One will I ever be certain?

Holy One when I reached for You, You took my hand
and spoke to me - oh Holy One, now I understand!
Hine El Yeshuati!! I've seen Salvation,
Holy One, in the sacrifice of Your only Son!

These were both composed in the last couple of years by Steve & Sue McConnell, who lead a worship team at a Messianic group in Connecticut. I wish you could also hear the wonderful Jewish music to which we sing these words. The last major Fall Feast is Sukkot - The Feast of Booths or Tabernacles. It starts this Friday at sunset. Beth Tephila will meet at our home on Shabbat, the 7th of October, to help us erect a sukkah (booth) in which to celebrate this 8 day feast. Observant Jews usually eat at least one meal each day of Sukkot in their sukkah.

L'Shana Tova 5767!

Rosh HaShana - the Jewish New Year - begins at sundown this evening. We are beginning 5767. Tomorrow after the Rosh HaShana service, we will celebrate with apples & honey. L'Shana Tova! ( To a good year!) One of these years, as the shofar is blowing at Rosh HaShana, I expect to be raptured. Maranatha!

Ingrown toenails & groups

My left big toenail has a tendency to become ingrown. I put off clipping that nail about as long as I can, since it is usually a painful procedure. It is nearly time to grit my teeth & get the nail clipper out again. This was at the back of my mind when we Halleluyah Hikers decided to host 27 ladies from Lolo Community Church & elsewhere this past week-end. We chose to become a blessing to others rather than to become ingrown as a group.

We invited these ladies to a "Women's Retreat" at Laura's Lodge on the Flathead. The Hawaiian theme was kept a secret. Our plan to pamper them was kept a secret as well. As the women arrived at the lodge a carload at a time, we greeted them with nonalcoholic pina colodas & leis. A large "Aloha" sign, draped in leis, greeted them in the livingroom area where we gave them a nametag & entered their name in a "drawing basket". Periodically during the retreat, someones name was drawn from the basket & they were allowed to pick a wrapped prize. Almost everyone received one of these prizes. The guests were escorted to their assigned rooms, where chocolate kisses & a scripture verse awaited on their pillows. Veggie snacks were available until everyone had arrived.

The Hallelujah Hikers spent Friday decorating several tables with flowers & seashells, Hawaiian napkins, etc. & preparing a dinner that we had served by two of our junior high girls, dressed in grass skirts. Hawaiian chicken breasts, wild rice with mushrooms, green beans with almonds, & angelfood cake sliced twice horizontally & filled & frosted with a crushed pineapple & real whipped cream filling & strawberries were the main scrumptious components. We had been practicing two hula dances that we performed after the dinner in our swimsuits & grass skirts. All of us were almost doubled over with laughter during the performances... & even more so when we took the grass skirts off & chose guests to learn & perform the hula dances. We had a great time singing a mix of Hawaiian tunes & Christian choruses. A couple of touching testimonies closed the evening.

The next day started with silence until the first of two sessions by the guest speaker. Coffee, tea, fruit & sweetbreads were laid out to tide folks over until the brunch between the two sessions on "Leaving our Past Behind". I could go on & on about this retreat, but suffice it to say that everyone had a blast. We were refreshed. Our newly arrived youth leader's wife was able to meet a good number of the women in the church. We left the lodge with sparkling eyes, lifted spirits & wondering how we would ever be able to top this retreat!

Stonecroft Speaker Consultant

The Stonecroft Ministries sent a speaker consultant to Missoula. One of my Hallelujah hiker buddies hosted her today so several of us could learn how to write out & later present our testimonies in a way that better connects with other women, especially non-Christian women. Jan started by profiling today's Non-Christian so we could better know our audience.


The basic philosophy of life for the average American adult:

. There is basically no "grand" purpose to this life. We live to achieve comfortable survival. We can define success as the absence of pain & sacrifice & the inclusion of happiness.

. There is essentially no value to focusing on or preparing for the future.
We must live in this moment & for this moment.

. There are no absolutes. All moral & spiritual principles are simply relative to the individual & to the situation.

. There is no omnipotent deity that guides reality. We rely on our own vision, perceptions & competencies to make the most of life.

. There is an entitlement mentality. We deserve every possible good & positive outcome without having to earn them.

This is such a change from the philosophy of life in previous generations! The old methods of sharing the gospel do not connect us with this generation. This generation has the following basic core values: (live for the moment mentality)

. Time is the single most precious commodity. Guard yours carefully & use it wisely. Spend money to protect your schedule.

. Minimize any long-term commitments. Keep your life flexible because things change too fast to justify any permanent commitments. Great opportunities are simply unpredictable.

. It is important to maintain your independence & individuality at all costs. You must be alert & protect yourself against the agendas of anyone who cannot be trusted to serve your personal needs & interests.

. Trust your feelings to guide you. Relying on absolute principles places extremely unrealistic limitations on you. Only you know what's right or best for you.

. Pursue love & acceptance from others with abandon. Without it, you will feel emotionally empty & all areas of your life will be undermined.

. Don't waste time doing things that don't produce immediate gratification.

. Set goals & achieve them. Achievement is what helps us to develop character, reputation, a desirable lifestyle & a sense of contribution to the world.

. Have fun! The highest end of life is to enjoy everything that is available to us. Life is too short to devote time & energy to anything that is drudgery.

. Stay in good health.

Jan quickly went on in her presentation, but my mind continued to mull over how the media has especially shaped these values. Read a paper or popular book or what's been shared on many blogs or "My Space" entries, watch a TV show or movie, or listen to secular radio & you will hear all of these values over & over & over. I see them reflected in my daughter's choices & sadly sometimes in my own. Much of what Jan shared today boiled down to how I will have to address the "felt needs" of women to connect with them. The connection is made at an emotional level now, not at an intellectual one with facts. To share the Lord with others, I must share in clear word pictures the contrast of before Christ & after Christ in my life. Sharing my own fears, insecurities, need to control, perfectionistic tendencies, etc. is where the contact is made. I need to consider all of this as I prepare my testimony & as I prepare to lead a neighborhood Bible Study starting next week on "Lord, Where Are You When Bad Things Happen". It is one of the ten-week Precept topical studies based in Habakkuk. Several years ago I took the courses to become a Precepts leader, but never followed through & taught one of their studies. Guess it's about time to put that training to work.

Plant life on the island.

On the 23rd of August most of the plants had dried. We found a few like this one that retained some life & beauty. 

Back to Laura's dock & lodge

 

Last look at a couple rams before entering the forest.

 

Some of the ducks we saw on the island.

 

On the boat looking back at Wildhorse Island

 

Hiking through dried Balsamroot plants back to the boat.

 

Third direction & view

 

Another direction & view from the ridge

 

One view from the ridge

 

One grouping of ewes with their 5-6 month old lambs.

 

One example of the bucks we saw

 

Bighorn rams all along the horizon

 

Bighorn Rams - First grouping

Wildhorse Island hosts the largest number of unfenced Bighorn Sheep in the United States. This was the first grouping of rams we encountered as we left the forest & hiked over the first rise in the foothills. 

Closer to the horses

We slowly advanced to this position before the horses turned & trotted away. 

First siting of the 3 wild horses

As we hiked through the pines we sited the 3 wild horses in the distance. 

Flathead Lake swim w/e of hike

On a mid-90 degree day, Flathead Lake was very refreshing. The noodles were great fun! Wildhorse Island is in the background of this photo. 

Wildhorse Island Hike - August 22-23, 2006

This is Laura's "Moose Lodge" as viewed from her dock on Flathead Lake. 

Wildhorse Island (in Flathead Lake) Hike

I stepped into the Millennial Kingdom during my latest hike! The Hallelujah Hikers were invited to Laura's lodge on Flathead Lake for the 22nd & 23rd of August. On the drive up to the lake, we stopped at "the Cove" in Polson for the scrumptious & creamy Wilcoxson's ice cream that I recall from my childhood. I had 1/2 of my favorite "Huckleberry" flavor & 1/2 of "Black Licorice" - a new flavor to me & quite delicious. (A flyer arrived in our mailbox today announcing that "The Pioneer Stop" now opening in Florence will carry Wilcoxson's ice cream - the best ice cream in Montana.) Upon arrival at Laura's "Moose Lodge" we changed into our swimsuits & jumped into the lake from her dock. Another delicious experience on a mid-90 degree day...only to the skin rather than tongue this time. I swam with a pink "noodle" in the lake. Have you watched children play with these? Well I had, but had never tried one for myself. They are great for floating or sitting on. We had wonderful appetites for the Balsamic Chicken Breasts for dinner. Would anyone like the recipie for this dish? It was sooo good! Laying on the warm lodge deck as the waves lapped nearby took us past sunset. We started picking out the various star constellations in the cloudless, dark sky... Cassiopia's Chair, the Big & Little Dippers, Orion, etc....Laura had a book that showed where constellations were in the sky on any month in our area. We double checked ourselves with it. God hugged me when I climbed into bed & started reading the One Year Bible selection for the 23rd. (I often start my devotions at the start of the Jewish day...after sunset. Then my mind can ponder Scripture during the night.) The Old Testament reading for that day included Job 9:8-10.

"He alone stretches out the heavens & treads on the waves of the sea.
He is the Maker of the Bear & Orion, the Pleides & the constellations of the south.
He performs wonders that cannot be fathomed, miracles that cannot be counted."

God knew we had just been praising Him for all those stars & let me know that He knew! We had also quoted Psalm 147:4-5

"He determines the number of the stars and calls them each by name.
Great is our Lord and mighty in power;
His understanding has no limit."

A hot flash & potty break at 5:00 a.m. awakened me enough that I decided to watch the sun rise over Flathead Lake from a couch in the gorgeous high vaulted family room with floor to ceiling windows. All of this was just a prelude to the main event - the hike on Wildhorse Island that began at 8:00 a.m. with the 30 minute boatride to the island.

We walked through a small forest of pine trees, stepping over countless fallen logs, the first third of the hike. After about 20 minutes, we sited the three remaining wild horses on the island. They allowed us to slowly advance toward them until we were about 50 yards away. One was a beautiful paint. We stepped out of the forest shortly after the horses trotted away & began to hike up the steep foothills towards the ridge that ran the length of the island. Dry balsamroot plants crunched under our feet & at times the slopes were of loose shale. There we carefully picked each step & tested it. This was a real challenge because we were so awestruck by the numerous groupings of Bighorn rams with huge curls all around us that we kept looking out instead of down. The sheep let us get within feet of them as they made eye-contact. I almost expected one to say, " Welcome to the island. We are enjoying this fine morning too!" In awhile we came to small flocks of ewes with their 5-6 month old lambs. They also let us get quite close before slowly ambling away. When we looked up at the ridgeline, we could see one curled-horned head after another silhouetted against the sky. Large bucks & their does were also here & there on the slopes. We knew this wasn't the Millenium though when we saw a coyote stalking a lone doe. After enjoying the view of the lake from the ridge, we stepped down into a narrow canyon & a flock of partridges. Later at the boat dock, we ate our lunch & watched families of ducks swim by. What a great experience!