Monday, August 17, 2009

It's to quick.

Ecclesiastes 12:1-8
1-2 Honor and enjoy your Creator while you're still young,
Before the years take their toll and your vigor wanes,
Before your vision dims and the world blurs
And the winter years keep you close to the fire.

3-5 In old age, your body no longer serves you so well.
Muscles slacken, grip weakens, joints stiffen.
The shades are pulled down on the world.
You can't come and go at will. Things grind to a halt.
The hum of the household fades away.
You are wakened now by bird-song.
Hikes to the mountains are a thing of the past.
Even a stroll down the road has its terrors.
Your hair turns apple-blossom white,
Adorning a fragile and impotent matchstick body.
Yes, you're well on your way to eternal rest,
While your friends make plans for your funeral.

6-7 Life, lovely while it lasts, is soon over.
Life as we know it, precious and beautiful, ends.
The body is put back in the same ground it came from.
The spirit returns to God, who first breathed it.

8 It's all smoke, nothing but smoke.
The Quester says that everything's smoke.





Saturday, August 15, 2009

(above: my one-man tent in the 2nd Meadows of Mt. Dickerman
at roughly 4,800 ft "guessing")
(above: Mt. Forgotten - I made the summit twice at 6,005 ft.)
Church planting is fun, exciting, and draining. To be pioneering out away from familiarity, friends, and family can be taxing over a course of time. You end up buying a season pass on the emotional roller coaster of ministry. You have "ups" and "downs" with only God, you, and maybe a few others to keep you sane. The cool thing is God gives you ways in your life to deal with the stress, pressures, and burnout. My new thing has been hiking/camping.

Over the last few months, Tim Corbin (My pastor/friend) and I have decided to make a weekly trek in the woods. We both dig the epicness of the outdoors and the challenge and adventure of hitting the summit of a vast mountain. It's quite interesting pushing my body, my mind, and will to push up and down the mountains. The bigger picture is that it gives me time to unload life out of my mind and heart and give me some exercise as well. I find God on the trails, among the creation of the scenery, and towering over the colossal mountain peaks. It puts things in perspective of how big He is and how small I am. Just thought I would share..

~Cham

p.s. - What do you do to reset yourself back to normal?


(above: Wondering who brought all the rocks up to the top of the mountain)
(above: Corbin drying out the socks. It rained pretty consistent.)






Thursday, August 13, 2009

Reason #1::..

We go hiking, camp in the rain, and summit mountains...

Reason #2::..
Nuff' said....






Tuesday, August 11, 2009



A life devoted to things is a dead life, a stump; a God-shaped life is a flourishing tree...



Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Hmmmm...

"Today Christians spend more money on dog food than missions."

~ Leonard Ravenhill

Tuesday, August 4, 2009


"We are shaped and fashioned by what we love."
~ Johann Wolfgang Goethe

Saturday, August 1, 2009