In part I looked toward the setting sun because terror may ride with beauty, and a man needs to milk his hours of the precious things. To ride fast, to travel far, these were empty things unless a man took the time to savor, to taste, to love, to simply be.”
–Louis L’Amour (The Proving Trail)
“For He shall give His angels charge over you, To keep you in all your ways.”
–Psalm 91:11 (NKJV)
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Friends you’ll just have to wait to see what happens in the dramatic life of Miles Forrest. This will be the last Echo until, I don’t know when. The old steel mount is packed and the wife and I are taking one more ride. We’re heading out to that eastern part of the country and the Lord willing will be with my eldest for a few days. There possibly could be some flickering from the campfire, but don’t be counting on it. But then again, yuh never know….Today a few words of poetry, not my forte, but once in a while there are some good ones.
Sometimes it seems like I’m standing still,
Until I look back and see,
How deep my valley, how high the hill
And each step nearer to eternity.
I know not my future holds,
Lord, I have no way of knowing,
But I know the One
Who holds my future,
And I have no fear of where I’m going.
–Walt Mills
Here’s one from the great sage and pioneer, Bob Nolan.
I met a cowboy down the trail just the other day,
I still can hear his, “Howdy, boy!” as he passed and rode away.
He turned in his saddle, he waved his hand, this happy sort of a lad,
His smile was sent from Heaven above and Heaven made him glad.
The white clouds sail before the wind,
The grass bows to the touch of Him,
The hills are where they’ve always been.
Oh, Lord, You made the cowboy happy.
The plains are big and grand as You,
The skies are always clear and blue,
My heart is always smiling, too.
Oh, Lord, You made the cowboy happy.
I know that someday, somewhere, the trail will surely end.
I know that when I get there, this message I will send:
You gave this happy soul to me,
These eyes that beauty I may see,
Then, like the wind, You set me free.
Oh, Lord, You made the cowboy happy.
Lord, You set the cowboy free.
The Lord willin’ and the creeks don’t rise we’ll be back in the office soon, writing some more bunkhouse news.
Vaya con Dios.
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Friends you’ll just have to wait to see what happens in the dramatic life of Miles Forrest. This will be the last Echo until, I don’t know when. The old steel mount is packed and the wife and I are taking one more ride. We’re heading out to that eastern part of the country and the Lord willing will be with my eldest for a few days. There possibly could be some flickering from the campfire, but don’t be counting on it. But then again, yuh never know….Today a few words of poetry, not my forte, but once in a while there are some good ones.
Sometimes it seems like I’m standing still,
Until I look back and see,
How deep my valley, how high the hill
And each step nearer to eternity.
I know not my future holds,
Lord, I have no way of knowing,
But I know the One
Who holds my future,
And I have no fear of where I’m going.
–Walt Mills
Here’s one from the great sage and pioneer, Bob Nolan.
I met a cowboy down the trail just the other day,
I still can hear his, “Howdy, boy!” as he passed and rode away.
He turned in his saddle, he waved his hand, this happy sort of a lad,
His smile was sent from Heaven above and Heaven made him glad.
The white clouds sail before the wind,
The grass bows to the touch of Him,
The hills are where they’ve always been.
Oh, Lord, You made the cowboy happy.
The plains are big and grand as You,
The skies are always clear and blue,
My heart is always smiling, too.
Oh, Lord, You made the cowboy happy.
I know that someday, somewhere, the trail will surely end.
I know that when I get there, this message I will send:
You gave this happy soul to me,
These eyes that beauty I may see,
Then, like the wind, You set me free.
Oh, Lord, You made the cowboy happy.
Lord, You set the cowboy free.
The Lord willin’ and the creeks don’t rise we’ll be back in the office soon, writing some more bunkhouse news.
Vaya con Dios.