The Cabin

There is a quiet here.  It soaks into my soul.

A peaceful kind of quiet, that speaks to my heart and makes me whole.

This is a place God has touched, and in it,touches me.

 

 

  Squirrels racing madly round and round the trees.

 Chipmunks with their faces full.

 Bird songs trill.

Hummers hum.

Yet midst it all, that quiet still is here.

 Here in my heart, soaking into my soul.

I’m at the Cabin.

  Here I find something I find no other place.

Something that shapes and     strengthens my faith. 

  It must be You my Father,

Yes, I know it’s You. 

     Thank You for this place.

Thank You for your Grace .

Dad to some,Grandpa to others

I am taking Dad home...to bury him along side Mom and my brother Rich. This will be a journey of faith and healing.
Before I start my road trip, let me tell you a little about Richard LaSalle Reneau, my Dad.

Dad was not a perfect man. He would be the first to tell you that.

But the thing I remember the most is that he was a man of prayer. He prayed daily for his children and grandchildren. He was not the most gentle man, but he believed God wanted him to tell the 'good news' of Christ, and he did it the only way he knew how...straight out. He didn't know how to do it any other way.

Before Dad came to Christ, I often  heard him wonder aloud that God could save such a sinner as he was.
On Dad's 90th birthday, we had a family reunion and all but a few grand- kids and great grand- kids were there.  Dad had a burden that his family should know Christ, so whenever we were together, he would take the opportunity to "preach' to us. This time was no different, but God had mellowed him over the years, so he said he only wanted to tell us the two most important things in life. One, was that we know Christ as Savior, first and foremost. Second, was that we love  and be faithful to our families. God has given us both, he said...our Savior and our families. I guess it hit home, because one of his Grand-kids, Patrick I , reminded us all of that very thing at Dad's memorial service. He challenged us to live for Christ and take care of our families. Patrick has picked up the mantle.

 

 Dad loved the outdoors. He never missed a chance to 'go to the hills.'

 He and mom could always be found in that old blue van somewhere in the hills...Big Flat, Ship Mtn Road, the Go Road, French Hill, Bear Basin...

You name it, they had been there. What a blessing  and example it was to me to see their love for each other and how much they enjoyed being together.

After Mom was gone, he didn't go to the hills much anymore. Just wasn't the same. 

 

Dad also liked to golf. Not because he was especially good at it,and he was pretty good, but because it gave him a chance to talk to his friends about the God he loved and served. Dad golfed 3 to 5 days a week until he was 90 yrs old.

That's when he began to feel the effects of the cancer that had been growing in his body for several years.

 

 Another thing Dad loved was to walk on the beach. He and mom often went to Fort Dick beach to walk, look for agates(well mom did), and just sit and have a cup of coffee together. Even when mom was too sick to walk anymore, they would drive up the coast for the day, get something from Mac Donalds and find an  ocean overlook to eat their lunch together, or to their favorite place...the hills.

 

Dad was proud of his service in WWII. He was proud of being a Marine, and he would tell you that he knows God's hand of protection was on his life. Before Dad came to Christ, he was a drinker and a fighter. He spent many a night in a military brig.  But God saved him out of that life and sent him to men who needed to know Christ and what He could do it for them. That's why he believed God spared his life and sent him to preach to prisoners, which he did for over 50 years.
 He said he spoke their language, because he had been in their shoes.

When Dad came to live with me in October of 2015, his body was filled with cancer. He was in a lot of pain and needed help getting around. I know he was sorry to leave his beloved Del Norte County, and it was a sad time for him leaving his youngest son Pat,as it was for Pat, but I loved having him here. I will always be thankful God allowed me to be there when Dad was ushered into the Kingdom. 

His last few months here were not easy. I often heard him praying at night when he could not sleep, asking God to take him home. He longed for his heavenly home and to see his Savior, but I would also hear him say, "Father I know You know best." He often wondered why God was leaving him here so long, but as I heard him talking about Christ with his hospice aides,nurses and even the doctor, I knew why. God still had work for Dad to do, and he was faithful to the end. Just one day before God took him home, he told the doctor that he had nothing to do with how good his children turned out. God had done it all, along with his "dear,sweet wife, Mary".

So, thank you Dad for teaching me to trust, 

even when I cannot see around the bend in the road. For teaching

me the importance of prayer and of being in God's Word every day.

I will always remember our times together and 

thank God for you.

Snow,Snow and more Snow

  

Snow,Snow and More Snow.

The Winter of 2013-2014 has been a long,cold, snowy one. In spite of a little 'cabin fever', the beauty of it more than makes up for it in my mind. 


 
There hasn't just been several inches of snow, but rather, several feet of the white stuff. It has given me lots of opportunities for photos of the birds coming to my feeders when their other food sources were buried. 


But it wasn't just the snow that was a problem for the birds,but the extreme cold, 
sometimes -10 with a wind chill 
of -35 degrees was a real danger to them as well.


                Were they worried? Not a bit! 

 Matthew 6:26 says, "Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them..."

 





Can we learn a lesson from the birds?




 

Yes! No matter the problems we face,we do not need to fear or worry!



The rest of Matthew 6:26 says,"...Are you not much more valuable than they?"









Once again, Gods Word tells us to trust in Him.


"But seek first His kingdom and His righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. Therefore, do not worry about tomorrow,for tomorrow will worry about itself."

Camp Barakel...Where God has Blessed

I recently returned from a weekend at Camp Barakel where I volunteered in the kitchen for a weekend retreat.

While there, I took several walks around Shear Lake and in the surrounding woods.  What a beautiful time of year it is here in Northern Michigan. 

I have always said, my two favorite seasons here are Winter and Fall. I know that may seem a little backward to some, because many  retired Michigan residents,  head for warmer climes  in our colder months. In fact, many people have asked me why I spend my summer months out West, and the winter months here in cold,  snowy Michigan.  I love the Winter, that's all I can say. Of course it helps that I no longer have to drive to work on snowy days. I can sit inside with a cup of tea and enjoy watching it fall lazily to the ground.

But, back to my purpose for this writing....I love the colors of the Fall season,I love Camp Barakel, and I want to share them both with you.

As I already stated, Barakel
is situated on beautiful Lake Shear. Not a very big lake,about 65 acres, but a real treasure that's tucked back in the woods off M-72 and offers a real retreat for many city bound people. 




 

Follow the link and check it out.
You  just may find yourself up that way someday.

Wait on the LORD

 Last week was a stressful time for me.  I am trying to prepare for my summer road trip, and that means tying up all the loose ends of my finances. One of those loose ends is the mortgage on my home.  Up until now, I have always paid my taxes and homeowners insurance separately from my house payment.  That meant coming up with large sums of money in August and again in October.  It has not been a problem, since I was paid twice a month as long as I was working.
Now that I am retired and am receiving payments only once a month, it has become problematic. 
Long story short, I applied for a refinance with money put in escrow for the taxes and homeowners insurance. Anyone who has gone through this process can sympathize with me as to the minutia needed to make it all happen; appraisals,credit reports,closing costs etc.
Those details are all taken care of now, but a week ago, I was stressed ,not sleeping and definitely, NOT trusting God!  How silly of me, but if I am being honest, that's the way it was.
Then one morning in my daily Bible reading, I came across (accidentally? I think not!) a couple of verses God had given me a long time ago, when  my husband was dying of cancer.

Psalm 27:13-14
"I would have despaired unless I had believed I would see the goodness of the LORD in the land of the living. Wait for the LORD; Be strong and let your heart take Courage; Yes, wait for the LORD."(NASB)

Why does it take us so long to turn to the LORD in times of stress or worry? God has seen me through so many trials, and He has never failed me, yet still I worry.  I was reminded of this passage in the New Testament.

Matthew 6:26-27
"Look at the birds. They don't need to plant or harvest or put food in barns because you heavenly Father feeds them. And you are far more valuable to him than they are. Can all your worries add a single moment to your life? Of course not."(NLT)
                                                                                                      

Father, let me be like this little Chipping Sparrow and always look up, before I look around!

Images of Spring

I think Spring is finally beginning to reach Michigan.  At least I thought that last week, when the temps reached nearly 70 degrees.  Today?  Not so sure. When I got up this morning to let the Abby out it was 34 degrees!! Not at all what I wanted to hear.  

             I have been waiting for my Daffodils to bloom so I could get some good photos, and this week they finally began to do that. So, this morning the plan was to get out early with the morning sun to do just that.                             
                                                                                                                      

I was so afraid the cold had gotten them overnight, but lo and behold, they weathered the frosty night.  They do look a little water-logged, since we got 8 inches of rain this week, but they aretough little guys.

Isn't it wonderful how God's creation knows just what to do and when to do it, even when we think the circumstances are against it?  Those little blooms just seem to hunker down in the cold, and stand up tall when the sun comes out to catch all the warmth they can during the day. I makes me realize that when the cold winds blow in my life, and the storms rock my world, I can hunker down in God's love and wait for the sun to come out, then stand tall,stretch my arms out to catch all the blessings He has for me, to strengthen me for the next storm to come.

"When I said, "My foot is slipping." your love, O Lord supported me.When anxiety was great within me, your consolation brought joy to my soul." Psalm 94:18-19

...The Lord has become my fortress and my god the rock in whom I take refuge." Psalm 94:22

 Another  sign that Spring has finally arrived are, of course, the birds that begin showing up in my yard. Some of them have been with me all winter, like the showy male House Finch.

Others  welcome the Spring  with new summer outfits, like the American Goldfinch, seen here.

 And then there is the Ambassador of Spring, the Robin.Though he  is around most of the Winter it seems, he still says 'SPRING' to me.

He is usually the first one in the bird bath.....not just drinking from it, but actually bathing in it.  What a mess he makes on my windows with his splashing around

When I hear his 'Song of Spring", I want to sing right along. Join me  in praise to God for His wonderful creation, and more than that, His salvation.

Come, let us sing for Joy to the Lord;let us shout aloud to the Rock of our salvation." Psalm 95:1

Abigail

I guess it is time I introduced you to my traveling companion. Her name is Abigail May, Abby for short. I have had Abby since she was 8 weeks old and she is now nearly seven years old.









She came to me through some long time friends at just a time I needed her. I had been without a dog of my own for several years, and now my children were on their own as was I. 
I needed her, and she needed me.
She was the runt of the litter and the only girl left with four bigger brothers.
She is now my constant companion and wants nothing more than to be by my side. She seeks to please me  at all times and loves me unconditionally, and trusts me explicitly.


In this way, she reminds me of what my relationship with my Creator and Redeemer should be...one of complete trust,unconditional love and obedience.
Psalm 18:2  The LORD is my rock and my fortress and my deliverer,
My God, my rock, in whom I take refuge;

She depends on me for her every need as I depend on Him for my every need. 
Psalm 37:5  Commit your way to the LORD, trust also in Him, and He will do it.

As you can see, she is well traveled...
                                                                                                        

                                                           

                                                             ...and she loves to explore

All of these things God has given to me. I love to travel.  I love to explore.
Though I cannot run like the wind,  I love this life God has given me,
and I want to enjoy it and share Him with whomever He brings across my path.

Psalm 59:16 ...as for me, I shall sing of Thy strength;
Yes, I shall joyfully sing of Thy loving kindness in
 the morning.

 Abby just loves life as a dog and as long as she can be with me,she is happy. I love life being God's child and serving Him, and as long as I can do that, I am happy.
Psalm 86:12  I will give thanks to Thee, O Lord my God, with all my heart; and will glorify Thy name forever.