Georgia Shaffer

Georgia Shaffer

How Great Thou Art

These are pictures from our latest hiking adventure, up to Upper Miner Lake. As we walk, we marvel at how awesome God's creation is. We see the beauty of His trees, mountains, hear the songs of the birds and the rushing water, rustling wind through the towering pines, and the crystal clear lake. We walk with a sense of worship and praise. His gift to us, because He loves us. Wow!
How Great Thou Art –
O Lord my God, When I in awesome wonder,
Consider all the worlds Thy Hands have made;
I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder,
Thy power throughout the universe displayed.

Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art.
Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art!

When through the woods, and forest glades I wander,
And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees.
When I look down, from lofty mountain grandeur
And see the brook, and feel the gentle breeze.

Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art.
Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art!

And when I think, that God, His Son not sparing;
Sent Him to die, I scarce can take it in;
That on the Cross, my burden gladly bearing,
He bled and died to take away my sin.

Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art.
Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art!

When Christ shall come, with shout of acclamation,
And take me home, what joy shall fill my heart.
Then I shall bow, in humble adoration,
And then proclaim: "My God, how great Thou art!"

Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art.
Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art!

Norman Hutchins God is Faithful Music Video w/ Lyrics

God is faithful!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GruQjcWzzzU

A lesson from a Lake

Today I learn a truth from Ecclesiastes 4. Yesterday I hiked up to Lake Canyon Lake, with the intention to experience God's creation and to, perhaps, do some fishing. I brought my flyrod and my trout net, both beautiful gifts from my husband. The hike was well worth it. Lake Canyon is a narrow canyon about 20 miles from my home. The walls are steep limstone ridges, Fall colors were beginning to appear, but there were still strong hints of this year's wildflowers. I got to the lake, and there was not a breath of wind, so the lake was a beautiful reflective pool. Awesome, God! But, the lake didn't look fishable-that is the bottom was densely moss covered. So, I walked around the lake, took in more of the wonderful sights, and rested by the "babbling" creek. Birds were singing, and there was a peace and calm. The only thing missing was someone to share it with-ah, that part of life is better with two. I stopped by the creek for a cookie and water and realized that my trout net was gone. I backed tracked some, and returned to the outtake of the lake along the trail I took in. No sign of the net. I ate lunch, went up the other side of the lake, took some more pictures, and convinced myself I dropped it along the trail. I headed back to the car, and couldn't see the net anywhere. "It probably is right next to the car"- well, no it wasn't. I was sad, mad, and perplexed. I prayed and pleaded. I went home. I headed back to the same spot today. I wandered around for almost 2 hours, still no net. I realized I lost my net and couldn't find it because no one was watching my back, no one to remember where we went, another mind to think and remember--Another to share and worship God.

It's better to have a partner that go it alone
Share the work, share the wealth
And if one falls down, the other helps
But if there's no one to help-tough!
Two in a bed warm each other
Alone you shiver all night.
By yourself your're unprotected
With a friend you can face the worst
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Don't Fence Me In

I was sitting down on the deck for a hot cup of tea, , and-WOW-200 yards from the fence was a herd of antelope. First, I grabbed the binoculars and watched for a few minutes. Then, as I grew more rational-I grabbed the camera to take a few shots. It's nice to live in an area with few neighbors. I wandered into the field in my own kaleidoscope robe-a coat of many colors-my husband's grandma's crazy quilt bath robe. In an adjacent pasture is our horse Libby and two pals. I thought I'd get a few photos of them-I have to work on this lighting thing. I looked at the fence between the two herds, and thought of the fences and barriers I have built in myself, some to keep people out, some to keep myself in--cages, barriers, fences, walls. Some boundaries-fences are necessary, but as a daughter of God, I am calling on Him to teach and help me tear down those barriers that impede me from being who I really am in Christ.

He's Got the Whole World in His Hands

He's got the whole world in His hands,
He's got the whole world in His hands,
He's got the whole world in His hands,
He's got the whole world in His hands.

He's got my brothers and my sisters in His hands,
He's got my brothers and my sisters in His hands,
He's got my brothers and my sisters in His hands,
He's got the whole world in His hands.

He's got the sun and the rain in His hands,
He's got the moon and the stars in His hands,
He's got the wind and the clouds in His hands,
He's got the whole world in His hands.

He's got the rivers and the mountains in His hands,
He's got the oceans and the seas in His hands,
He's got you and he's got me in His hands,
He's got the whole world in His hands.

He's got everybody here in His hands,
He's got everybody there in His hands,
He's got everybody everywhere in His hands,
He's got the whole world in His hands.

This song came to mind as I was taking time to pray for all my brothers and sisters. In that vein, I ask for prayer for:
1. Tyler and Donna Hildrith. Tyler was born at 27 weeks last April, and now Donna is faced with some tough decision. Specifically that the lung disease will be healed and the Dr.s won't need to consider a trach.
2. My SIL, Glynis who is having a broken leg set today . She fell of a ladder and broke both her tibia and fibula
3. My husband that he would realize yelling and screaming at me won't change his self caused problems.
4. y sister and BIL as they travel on their vacation

Up Barrett Creek

 
 
 
 
Instead of our usual hike to different mountain lakes in the area, I hiked with 4 of our dogs 6 miles up from our home. I'll share some of the sights.

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Thoough this is a power pole and a hawk's nest, I can not help but view this as a representation of the cross and the crown of thorns my Savior bore when he took all my sins away. It also reminds of the hymn, "When I Survey That Wondrous Cross:

When I survey the wondrous cross
On which the Prince of glory died,
My richest gain I count but loss,
And pour contempt on all my pride.

Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast,
Save in the death of Christ my God!
All the vain things that charm me most,
I sacrifice them to His blood.

See from His head, His hands, His feet,
Sorrow and love flow mingled down!
Did e’er such love and sorrow meet,
Or thorns compose so rich a crown?

His dying crimson, like a robe,
Spreads o’er His body on the tree;
Then I am dead to all the globe,
And all the globe is dead to me.

Were the whole realm of nature mine,
That were a present far too small;
Love so amazing, so divine,
Demands my soul, my life, my all.

[Added by the compilers of Hymns An­cient and Mo­dern]

To Christ, who won for sinners grace
By bitter grief and anguish sore,
Be praise from all the ransomed race
Forever and forevermore.

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Palm of My Hand

Today I read a devotional by Sharon Jaymes, and was once again reminded that God loves me so much that He has written my name on the palm of His hand. Why do we write on the palms of our hands? Mostly, we write as a reminder of something or someone we don't want to forget. What a special God we have. He collects our tears in a bottle, write our names on His palms, sings to us. Oh how we are loved. a link to that devotion:Girlfriends in God - Sept. 13, 2010
As I read this devotion, tears start to well up and I again felt the shame and humiliation from the actions and comments of a 4th grade teacher. I stood before my class of 30 9 years old and was told to demonstrate how I blew my nose or didn't blow my nose. I must have suffered from some type of allergy, as my nose was always running. Oh how I wish I could have seen Jesus, wiping my tears, holding and hugging me that day. Instead I felt the tears-tears God was collecting, and the anger and the hurt-the anger and hurt He bore on the cross and knew He loved me above all else. Praise Him I know that now.

Tendoy Lake

The latest adventure of the Food Pantry Hiking Society headed us to Tendoy Lake. 3.5 miles into a beautiful cirque lake. Three hearty souls with God's song in their heart, visited this part of God's creation. and oh did we so enjoy it. It was the last hike of the all for one of the members. School beckoned, and so did the need for a paycheck. We may pick her up on some of our fall & winter adventures.

rainbows

Every time I see a rainbow, I think of God's covenant with Noah, a covenant not to destroy the world. I personalize it and remember God has no plans to destroy me, but to prosper me, to calm me, and to rejoice in me. I love rainbows