"Esto Perpetua"

It is good to be back home from the hot and humid mid-west. I have meant to blog more about our trip to Iowa and the class I took at Faith Theological Seminary but have been sick this last week.

I did want to say "Thank you" to Lilrabbi and Andy Karas for each taking me to lunch. I greatly regret that I was not able to spend more time with each of you.

I also want to thank Art for talking me into another trip to Iowa. Thanks for your friendship and the wonderful fellowship! You have got to get out here to Idaho some time!

In the mean time its back to work here in Ashton. We have been studying the great book of 2 Corinthians on Sunday mornings and the privilege it is to be ministers of the new covenant. What a privilege it is to serve God here in Eastern Idaho where the seasons are changing from summer to fall and the end of harvest. This fall my prayer is that God will continue to reward our labor with a spiritual harvest.

Iowa State Fair

While on our trip to Iowa we were able to spend an evening at the Iowa State Fair. It is always fun for some of us small town Idahoans to see this many people in one place.

Josie was able to get her picture taken with Curios George. We saw lots of horses, cows, sheep and weird people. It was great. Here in Idaho we get to see cows in their natural habitat, roaming the mountain meadows eating wild flowers, and running for their life from wolves, bears and coyotes. We have very lean beef here in Idaho!

Funnel Cake

Great fun!

Quick Trip to Des Moines

Two whitetail bucks about a quarter mile from the Jordan Creek Mall in West Des Moines, Iowa.

I’m currently at the Ankeny Iowa library after sitting through my first session of Early Christian Theology at FBBC. We decided last week to try to make it out here to Iowa for this class and to see Michelle’s folks before they move from Des Moines. So far the class has been challenging.
Wow is it is humid here!

I-80 outside of North Platte, Nebraska.

Perfect Peace

HOW do thy mercies close me round!
by
Charles Wesley

HOW do thy mercies close me round!
For ever be thy name adored!
I blush in all things to abound;
The servant is above his Lord!

Inured to poverty and pain,
A suffering life my Master led;
The Son of God, the Son of man,
He had not where to lay his head.

But lo! a place he hath prepared
For me, whom watchful angels keep;
Yea, he himself becomes my guard,
He smooths my bed, and gives me sleep.

Jesus protects; my fears, be gone!
What can the Rock of ages move?
Safe in thy arms I lay me down,
Thy everlasting arms of love.

While thou art intimately nigh,
Who, who shall violate my rest?
Sin, earth, and hell I now defy;
I lean upon my Saviour's breast.


I rest beneath the Almighty's shade,
My griefs expire, my troubles cease:
Thou, Lord, on whom my soul is stayed,
Wilt keep me still in perfect peace.


Me for thine own thou lov'st to take,
In time and in eternity;
Thou never, never wilt forsake
A helpless worm that trusts in thee.