My last, but not the last post from my trip to Guatemala this past summer. Not the last because I will return, but the last in this particular series. Thanks for stopping by.
In this post you can read about this stunning location. I have a deep love and appreciation for the wonderful people we partnered with in Guatemala, and and equal love for this beautiful country. Thanks for stopping by.
bright morning crystal skies catch the train breakfast on the run markets open late for work elevator rising immovable tower the world at your feet traffic another day bright morning fire in the sky darkness disbelief disorientation confusion from the earthquake in your heart falling everthing inside you around you is falling no other day is this day bright morning red light blue light heroes rise through the fire running climbing fearless angels fight through the fog of hate that fills the sky the streets are drowning in fear in tears in a ticker paper parade of madness souls rain down oh my God bright morning when all our souls were crushed under the weight of all that fell that day where is mom is my sister there my friend have you seen him my brother was with my dad my son she was just a little girl God oh God please God no bright morning names etched in our hearts carved in the stone remember pray forgive God heal us help us to be free the pain is still here God you're here too so please let a bright morning rise in me help me see you are my hope your love is here open my heart let Light make a bright morning in me
you are not the lies that tattle and rattle inside a beauty will rise when you tell those lies to slip away and die in the Light of your Maker oh the song of your life is greater than those failures want you to believe because we’re all a crazy remix and mash up of brilliant stars and tattered rags of bumps and dents that’s who we are so don’t do anything just stand in the Light of your Maker oh the song of your life is greater than shame and blame want you to believe breathe just be and breathe and see the Light inside you breathe just be and breathe and see the Light inside you you are more than all you do just breathe your identity is more than all you do you are here a masterpiece just breathe and be at peace and receive His love His light receive
In part 4 of this series I talked about our missions team arriving at a children’s home situated near the Bay of Santiago Atitlan. Some of the team members stayed at the home with the children and some of us hiked to the top of a ridge above the home. It was a wonderful hike along a narrow, steep path, with thick trees and plants. By the time we reached the top, clouds were carried over the ridge by the wind and we stepped into a mysterious world of beauty shrouded in mist. I thought a Hobbit might step into this Middle Earth-ish world. Part 5b will have more images from this location. Thanks for stopping by!
so i think that we should sing about the sad sad shadows why do i keep remembering their darkened glance it seems that they want to dance into the story and at any moment the sad sad shadows fall on me so about those sad sad shadows inside those weathered picture frames a broken promise here something undone there framed fractures and failures each one calls my name and the struggle starts again with one word oh the shadow of shame falls on me so listen sad sad shadows i remembered today that you don’t have to stay you’re not the whole story Light and Glory can rewrite your songs mend all the wrongs and scatter the darkness not just for a moment but for eternity all these parts of me will be restored once more oh sad sad shadow the final say will not be yours the Light will end the night and all the sad sad shadows will go away and there will be only Light
One of our rest days took us on a road trip to a children’s home located on the Bay of Santiago Atitlan. Our journey took us over twisty mountain roads that had spectacular views. Unfortunately, there were few places to stop and pull over to enjoy the views, or take some pics. As we got closer to our destination we passed through a small town that afforded us a wonderful view of the lake. The four lake view images in this post were taken from that spot.
Once we arrived at the home some of our team stayed and played with the kids, while others took a steep hike to get to the top of a ridge behind the home. The two images without water were taken as we ascended the ridge. The beauty of this country is truly stunning. Stay tuned for the next post where we will see what I saw at the top of the ridge. Thanks for stopping by.
Back to our hike at Pacaya for this post. Pacaya erupted in early 2021. The black, cooled lava fields were spectacular to see, as were the hiking paths through the those fields. In the center of the large image in this gallery you can see a small eruption from Fuego, an active volcano in Guatemala. Thanks for stopping by.
Guatemala is a beautiful country that has at least 37 volcanoes! On one of rest days we had the opportunity to hike Pacaya. The path itself was easy to follow, but it was a challenging, steep climb. The locals followed us for quite some time hoping to get a passenger for their horses. More Pacaya pics in the next post. Thanks for stopping by.
at this ripe young age can it be three score as i turn each page i know less not more and the more of less i know it seems it’s about letting go i let go of the boy i used to be though he still seems to want his own way so still letting go of my selfish ways that boy won’t go away that’s okay i’m learning letting go i let go of just me “i do” means now “we” can it be two score and there is so much more of letting go that i need to know for “we” letting go of seeking me in her letting go of smashing mirrors with my pride letting go of thinking it’s better to hide letting go of staying inside my head letting go of keeping my heart to myself i guess the long slow road of letting go of self letting go of expectations of well everything and everyone letting go of just taking letting go of just faking that we’re all okay i pray i practice well all the lettings go’s that wait for me ‘cause someday soon the last let go will come into my room and i want peace and i want to know that all those other letting go’s will help me see what waits for me is an eternal embrace it really is amazing grace He never has and never will let go of me