Echoes From the Campfire

The river went on and on, growing dimmer, becoming a mere thread, to vanish in a blue haze out of which the Rocky Mountains rose, first obscure and like low masses of clouds, and then clear blue, to rise up and up magnificent reaches to pierce the sky with their snow-like peaks.”
                    –Zane Grey  (Wyoming)

       “For behold!  He who forms mountains, and creates the wind, who declares to man what his thought is, and makes the morning darkness, who treads the high places of the earth–the LORD God of hosts is His name.”
                    –Amos 4:13 (NKJV)
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               “Life’s troubles can function as signpost warnings.”  –Lloyd Ogilvie

Amos, after dealing with the women and the apostates, now turns his attention to the people, the nation as a whole.  He speaks five oracles, or better–five calamities that the Lord has attempted to use to draw their attention back to Him.  I’m one who says that most natural calamities and disasters are just that–natural.  God created the law of physics and nature and put them in place so things just naturally happen.  Weather and climate are part of the natural course of things.  However!  God often uses His creation in various ways and for various purposes.  I remember when Katrina was heading for New Orleans.  I heard a preacher say it was not from God because God does not miss.  If you remember, the storm did not hit New Orleans straight on.  However!  Perhaps it was not judgment, but only a warning.  2001, the attack by terrorists, was it a warning or judgment?  Amos points to the warnings that have come from God and notes that each concludes with “Yet you did not return to Me.”
     Verse 6 — famine.  “Cleanness of teeth” means hunger, or empty stomachs.  There was famine in the land.  Not on everyone, but enough to bring hunger.  Ogilvie says that “no particular famine is focused, but a general period of hard times.”  Times were tough, the people probably grumbled.  As Wiersbe points out, “When farmers can’t grow crops, food is scarce, food prices go up, and people suffer and die.”  Hmmm, have you noticed in the recent year how high your grocery bill has become?
     Verses 7-8 — rain comes and goes.  Cities that received rain did not turn to the Lord in gratitude; those in drought did not connect it to God’s judgment.  “The people had become insensitive to Yahweh’s control of nature and their lives.” (Ogilvie)  This also shows that God is in control.  Rain or no rain; it is up to Him.
     Verse 9 — pestilence.  Blights, scorchings, mildew, locust came upon the land and the food supply.  Crops were destroyed, but it did not bring repentance.
     Verse 10 — plagues and war.  It would do us good to review Deuteronomy 28; there we see the results of obedience versus that of rebellion.  Sickness and disease were on the scene. (Hmmm, COVID possibly?)  War came upon them, enough so that there was death and that brought a stench.  I wonder if it was not just the stench of decay and death but of the system they were living in, a way of life that opposed God.
     Verse 11 — destruction.  Some cities were destroyed, others were saved.  In all of this the people maintained their “stubborn infidelity” to Him. (Ogilvie)  Warnings had been given, but were not heeded.  This shows “their ingratitude and hardness of heart was even more wicked.” (Wiersbe)
          YET YOU DID NOT RETURN TO ME
     These were all warnings.  These miseries and calamities were sent to bring the people to repentance and get their focus back on the Lord.  Since they ignored the warnings, God will “unleash full punishment of the whole nation.  If Israel will not meet God with humble repentance, she will meet Him in judgment.” (Ogilvie)  
          “Therefore thus will I do to you, O Israel; because I will do this to you, prepare to meet your God, O Israel!” (Amos 4:12, NKJV)  
Too late to repent.  Today is the day of salvation. (2 Corinthians 6:2)  Verse 12 gives a description of the Lord of Hosts.  “This is the God who was coming to judge His people, and they were not prepared.” (Wiersbe)  Craigie makes mention of the people singing, “O come, all ye faithful.”  Amos would blast and say that they were singing, “O come, all ye faithless.”
     As a nation we should look back at the message and warnings of Amos.  Do they fit our country?  Are we doing the same things?  Even more important, perhaps we should turn inwardly to ourselves.  “It never hurts, and frequently it helps, to reflect upon the dramatic events of our lives, to consider the road we are taking, to ask if it is still the road in which we walked when we first embraced the faith with joy.” (Peter C. Craigie)  Let each of us examine ourselves.  Ogilvie helps us along the way with these words, “Consistent fellowship with the Lord helps us know what He is seeking to give us in the ever-changing drama of our lives.  Daily, moment by moment, God-centered worship makes for worshipful living.  God is constantly calling us to worship Him.  This requires a contrite spirit and truthfulness about our lives.”

 

The Saga of Miles Forrest

Be joyful always; pray continually; give thanks in all circumstances, for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus.”  — 1 Thessalonians 5:16-18 (NIV)
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     Charlie had found no paperwork regarding a will or his daughter.  Mostly it was ledgers concerning the store, invoices, statements, and other such things.  There was a picture of his wife and Agatha taken some time before the mother had died.  For the life of me, I can’t remember her name.  I didn’t know them well when the epidemic swept through. 
     He pronounced that the Peabodys could move in.  And with their few possessions it wouldn’t take them long.  They didn’t need furniture since Martin’s was already in the apartment.  As soon as they could start working and making money they would be able to feed themselves on a better diet than just beans, then warmed up beans and if they were fortunate, eggs from the widows.
     Marshall Peabody was a little concerned about doing his community chores.  Lucas said he would cut wood for the widows and Darnelle and Mateo said that Alejo was old enough to do most of the other work.  He wasn’t a carpenter, but he could repair things such as chicken coops, chop wood, clean up around the town so that was a relief to Marshall.
     The very next day, I went by to find the store open.  Lois was dusting off the shelves and items on the shelves.  Marshall was doing inventory and acquainting himself with the products.  When I came in he laughed, “First time I’ll be able to come home from work looking half human.”
     The miners up in Silverton that worked in the larger mines made a decent salary, but much of it went to pay rent for the company houses.  Those that didn’t waste their money on booze had to pay exorbitant prices for food.  It was really much like the sharecropping system–go broke, stay broke, die broke.
     Lois ran over to me to give a large hug.  With tears in her eyes, she just repeated, “Thank you,” over and over.  Standing back and wiping the tears away, she said, “That nice young girl, Miss Foster, said she would come by and show us how to set up ledgers and order.  Then after we’d been working a month or so, she come by to see how things we going and help organize better.”
     “Darnelle is a good girl,” I replied.  “I don’t know much about storekeepin’, but Molly and I’ll help in any way we can.”
     As I left the store, the thought struck me.  “Darnelle isn’t a girl any longer.  In fact, she is in her upper twenties.  I just don’t figure how some guy hasn’t swept her up and married her.”  Then I laughed as I walked getting strange looks from a couple of people on the street.  “Course Darnelle might have a say in the matter.”
     Entering the diner, I saw Mateo sitting with Doc.  Mateo doesn’t come by to make himself at home like Charlie and Doc does.  He is friendly, but stays busy working the streets.  In fact, it’s hard to find him in the office sitting down doing the paperwork that comes with the job.
     I grabbed a cup and filled it before sitting.  Molly was in the kitchen having a meeting with Marta and Emelda while Lola was wiping down tables.  Doc started right up with the conversation.  “Heard that we’re having beef this year for Thanksgiving.  I don’t know why you don’t go out and get a few turkeys.”
     “Nothin’ from Grizz?” I asked.  Grizz usually showed up around this time with elk and venison for the dinner, but we hadn’t heard a word from him this year.
     Mateo was shaking his head.  “Lots can happen traveling alone, especially in those mountains.”
     Both Doc and I nodded our heads, then I began to drink my coffee.  “Molly was telling us that Cecil Thompson and Bert Winfield would supply the diner with beef for the dinner.  Emelda’s eyes lit up when she heard; she wants to make menudo and barbacoa.”
     “Cecil said that he’d sent his cook, Reese Donovan over to bbq the steer along with a couple of cowboys to help him,” Doc informed me.  “He further stated that he might send his whole crew into town for the feast.  That along with the miners and townsfolk that come by could mean quite a crowd.”
     I smiled, finished my coffee, then pointed with cup in my hand at Mateo.  “Our illustrious marshal should be able to handle them readily enough.”
     “I thought I heard you in here,” came the voice of Molly walking towards me with a piece of pumpkin pie in her hand.  “Figured you might want a taste.”
     Just as I was ready to take a bite, there was the sound of gunfire across town.  Mateo glanced at me, then took off towards the sound.  I thrust a large piece of pie in my mouth and followed after him with Doc on my coattail.
     Lola came to Molly.  “What could have that been?”

 

Echoes From the Campfire

All a man could do was go on; but I had found that many a problem is settled if a man just keeps a-going.”
                    –Louis L’Amour  (Killoe)

       “Though he fall, he shall not be utterly cast down; for the LORD upholds him with His hand.”
                    –Psalm 37:24 (NKJV)
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               “The root of all steadfastness is in consecration to God.”
                         –Alexander MacLaren

Most people want a “good life.”  But what is that in reality?  No matter how much God wills it, good doesn’t happen in the midst of turmoil and trouble unless the person also wills it; the right attitude must prevail. (Wood)  In this psalm of ascent, Psalm 129, the travelers are two-thirds of the way up to Jerusalem.  They are realizing that it is not an easy trek and that there are no shortcuts or easy solutions.  One writer calls it “long obedience.”  That’s life–long obedience, a lifestyle of endurance.

          1 — “Many a time they have afflicted me from my youth,” let Israel now say–
          2 — “Many a time they have afflicted me from my youth; yet they have not prevailed against me.
          3 — The plowers plowed on my back; they made their furrows long.”
          4 — The LORD is righteous; He has cut in pieces the cords of the wicked.
          5 — Let all those who hate Zion be put to shame and turned back.
          6 — Let them be as the grass on the housetops, which withers before it grows up,
          7 — With which the reaper does not fill his hand, nor he who binds sheaves, his arms.
          8 — Neither let those who pass by them say, “The blessings of the LORD be upon you; we bless you in the name of the LORD!”  (NKJV)

     When I read this Psalm, I think of the words of the hymn by Esther Kerr Rusthoi:
                    Oft times the day seems long, our trials hard to bear;
                    We’re tempted to complain,
                    To murmur and despair…
                    It will be worth it all, when we see Jesus;
                    Life’s trials will seem so small, when we see Christ;
                    One glimpse of His dear face, all sorrows will erase,
                    So bravely run the race till we see Christ.
At times it seems like it is a battle for survival, and, in fact, it is.  Endurance, steadfastness, keep plodding onward.  Steven Lawson writes, “Resilience marks the determined drive of God’s people to be faithful to God’s calling.  An overcoming perseverance causes them to bounce back from defeat.  The person who trusts God may be knocked down but never knocked out.”  Get up, dust yourself off, and continue the journey.  Lawson continues, “Christianity is not the subtraction of all problems but the addition of God’s grace to overcome those problems.”  
     Look at the agony of the psalmist:  “My back is covered with cuts, as if a farmer had plowed long furrows.” (NLT)  Don’t despair my friend if that seems to be your cause.  Keep your focus on the journey ahead; keep your eyes upon Jesus.  There may be real or spiritual lashes upon your back inflicted by the hand of the enemy.  Deep welts that cause pain, but…now verse 4:  the Lord is on the scene.  He cuts the cords, He stops the swinging of the whip, He soothes the wounds that have been inflicted.  I recall the words of Paul, “We are pressured in every way but not crushed; we are perplexed but not in despair; we are persecuted but not abandoned; we are struck down but not destroyed.” (2 Corinthians 4:8-9, HCSB)
     Focus, attitude, and fortitude are required if we are to finish our trek.  The road is often hard, the obstacles may be many.  There may be foes along the way, the devil may be doing his best to hinder our progress.  However, the Lord is with us.  We must trust, we must have the attitude that we will make it.  As the old missionary Charles Greenaway often said, “We may not look like much when we enter heaven’s gates, but we’re going to make it.”  Then all will be worth it all!
                    “Thou are my hiding place, thou shalt
                    From trouble keep me free;
                    Thou with songs of deliverance,
                    About shalt compass me.”
                              –Old Scottish Psalter

Coffee Percs

He took the offered chair, saw the steaming cup of coffee, and lifted it to his lips and took a long draught. ‘Ummm, that’s good coffee!’” 

                    –B.N. Rundell  (The Trail to Retaliation)
 
Pard, missin’ yur smilin’ face this mornin’.  I left the door open, so go on in an’ make yurself a pot.  The missus and I are out in the Hill Country for a weddin’, won’t be back ’til tomorrow.
     Whoopdi-ay, I see where some folks are runnin’ scared.  Maybe this time something will get done up there in the Marble City.  For shore, they need to get rid of that wokeness in the military.  That’s a sham and a shame that nonsense goin’ on with our military.  Yep, those top generals should be losin’ their jobs.  Wish ol’ Krulak was around, or some of the others of days gone by.
     Pard, I’m tellin’ yuh that it’s gonna be a hum-dinger those first hundred days of office.  The President’s gonna show ’em how the cow eats the cabbage.  An’ Pard, he’ll do it with a smile on his face but with a firm hand.  Get rid of some of that graff and smugness of some of those there politicians.  
     What’s that yuh say?  Nope, nary a one.  Come on Pard, yuh know that them Hollywood sort and entertainers are mostly gab.  Run their mouths but when it’s time to put up an’ follow through with what they said, ha.  Do yuh really think they’d leave the good ol’ USA?  Be better off if some of them would hit the road, that’s for shore.  
     Don’t be lettin’ this day go without mentionin’ Grandma’s birthday.  She was a determined person, possibly the strongest person I’ve known.  An’ could she cook, why the onliest one that could beat her would be my darlin’ Annie.  Side by side there’d be no match agin them.  She’s up in glory, possibly helpin’ out gettin’ that Marriage Supper ready.  The irony of Grandma was that she always kept the coffeepot ready for company even though she wouldn’t touch the stuff her ownself.  When yuh sit yurself down at that table in the sky, be shore yuh get some of Grandma’s dumplin’s or a bite of her pie.
     Listen, since I ain’t ’round to be checkin’ on yuh, yuh be shore to do things right.  Don’t get lax just ’cause yuh think better days are ahead.  Might not be that way, so stay alert, an’ Pard, don’t go ridin’ off without checkin’ yur cinch.  Why I reckon I’ve checked mine a time or two already on this trip.
       Vaya con Dios.