
So many of you have asked me what was "the highlight" of the trip and I just struggle to answer that question. It was SO vast, SO beautiful, and just so many different areas. It is impossible for me to just pick one thing that was most beautiful or interesting because it all was. I absolutely love the mountains so for one final picture post, I am using this shot of the St Elias mountains. As you can tell, they were as beautiful as all the other scenes we saw like this but I don't think we posted this particular one.
Some of you have asked about the price we paid for gas. I asked Phyllis because she was the one "in charge" of that area. She said Canada took tops for high with it calculating out to between $5.50 and $6.00 per gallon. She said Alaska was between $4.00 and $4.50 per gallon. We had no difficulty getting gas. I believe I remember a time or two that a pump or two was "sacked" but there was usually another one available.
And I know I commented I was glad to get home and I was. I am glad to be home. But that is true of me no matter where I go or for how long I am gone. The final section of the last chapter of Bob Benson's book "He Speaks Softly" is entitled "A Faithful Father Waits." In it he writes about going to watch marching band competitions when his son was playing in the band and how the band spends hours and hours in preparation for these events. In this scenario, everything is judged on precision and that final "pulling out all the stops" to "give the judges everything they have." He asked his son if he could describe what it felt like marching toward the stands filled with cheering parents and friends and his son just grinned. He told him that some day he would probably experience that same "rush" feeling when he had a son that was competing. But then he concludes with some thoughts about the heavenly Father. As a closing thought, he writes:
"It was Jesus himself who reminded us that we were to call him Father -- 'Abba Father' -- which is a lot more like calling him Dad. I think Jesus was telling us that our Father is the one in the stands who is standing on the seat, waving his coat in a circle over his head with tears of pride and happiness running down his face." I don't personally believe He is standing up in heaven waiting and watching for us to trip over our shoe laces or looking for a smudge on our face and whatever else people might dream of to conjure up "fear" of God. He loves us. He gave His Son for our sin. He wants us to succeed.
That is the final scene I want to leave in your minds. Yes this land (USA) is beautiful and we are such a blest people. But I want what I do here on earth to be part of what God recalls when He sees me approaching heaven. Do I do everything perfect? NO! God asks us to do our best and I truly try but I'm sure sometimes I fail even at that. But God knows my heart! I must strive to keep it "right" with Him. I love Him supremely and I know He loves me. PTL!
Many of you have commented on how much you enjoyed our blog. Well, we enjoyed creating it. There were times when we were quite tired and that was mentioned and probably came through in the writing. But, it was fun to write and we had so much to tell about what we saw. We even had some humor to throw in some times. Who knows, maybe you will even go back and look at it again and enjoy it once more. We surely do hope so!



