AUTHOR GOD
by Wendy Kleker
UNBEEELIEVABLE!!! Fifty Five years on this earth. I can’t believe I have been around that long! Yet really when I think about it, 55 years of my life is barely a blip in God’s scheme. Only a split moment in eternity. Inconsequential, unsubstantial, insignificant. As in, puny, microscopic, meager, trivial.
Oh but that is where I am wrong. My life, although I’m only one in millions upon millions, even if fifty five years is not much time in the whole scope of eternity, even though my life has been worthless in the eyes of the world; my existence, my being, my soul was fearfully and wonderfully made.
My days on earth planned out and numbered.
Even before my body was formed.
“Your eyes saw my substance, being yet unformed.”
You pictured me, Lord, what I would look like, how I would be before I was even created!
“And in your book they were all written. The days fashioned for me, when as yet there were none of them.”
Oh my God, even before my days began, even before I was started in my mother’s womb, You took out your book and wrote my story. You knew where I would go and what I would do and who I would marry. You knew it Lord and You planned it out.
You wrote the story. You know exactly how many days I have on this earth. You know the plot. You thought it up.
You know and understand exactly the path I walk and the words I utter even, Lord, every thought that passes through my mind every single day of my life. Not only here on earth but for eternity.
Imagine that! God created the plot, wrote the story and watched the movie of my life. In fact He has memorized every word I have uttered for these fifty five years of my existence! And knows every word I will say and thought I will think for all eternity!
Not only that, He is in the story! He surrounds me with His presence. The Author, the Creator of life, the Master of all that exists holds me in His arms!
Unless I choose to turn away from Him, there is no place on earth, in Heaven or even in hell where I can escape His Spirit. There is no fleeing His presence. Flying away on the wings of the dawn is not an option. If I hide in the deepest sea He will be there. Even the darkest night of my life will be illuminated by His light piercing the darkness.
Through it all, in it all, with it all, He is with me.
Always.
Almighty God leads me, holds me, keeps me all the days of my life, through eternity, for ever more. THAT is unbelievable!
Search me, oh God. I open my life to You. Look into my heart, try my every motive and know my anxieties, my worries, my concerns. Show me, oh God if there is any wicked way in me. Oh Father God, cut out and prune anything in my life that is between You and me.
I want to walk close to You all the days of my life. Lead me in Your way for ever and ever. Amen.
(taken from Ps. 139)
Falling for FALL!
Prairie Wind 
In Montana the only thing I ever wanted to do was hunt on my birthday and the icing on the cake would be to shoot an elk on my day. One time I did that, a looong time ago, a small bull, but we didn’t find it until the next morning. Big game season is not open on my birthday in ND so this year I went hunting with my camera in the Red Hills, near our house. I did see some deer, glassed them for a couple of hours. Two bucks, one BIG mule deer, took my breath away, but too far for a good photo. However I managed to get lots of shots of the glorious scenery around me, as you can see. Hope you enjoy them and sorry for getting carried away. Hunting with my camera is really the BEST hunting I’ve ever done. Doesn’t put meat in the freezer, however, but the freezer is full of beef! Wendy
Inspirational as I have come to expect from you. Thank you, friend. You shocked me though. Already able to order off the senior menu in most places. There are a lot of wonderful things in store for you. Be blessed!
Love you,
Martha
Martha,
Amazing how time goes by. Doncha think? Just think of all the water under the bridge since I met you when I was 14! Makes me long for Heaven where we will be able to see each other when ever we want. Not sure how it will work, maybe I’ll be able to think something like, “I want to talk to Martha today” and presto there you’ll be. Or maybe I will be able to fly to you. I do know there’s no goodbys and no long seperations, just enjoying each other in sweet fellowship, being always and totally surrounded and steeped in the bright light of our Savior and Lord. No growing old either. Amazing stuff! Anyway thanks for your encouragement. I appreciate you, a long time friend who never gives up on her friends. Love Wendy
Yes, Wendy, time just flys by and it gets faster as we get older. You, however, are a still a young thing! I am turning 60 this year and I remember when I thought that was ancient. I am so enjoying this phase of life though (for the most part), our LORD is good. I do enjoy your inspirational writing and photos, thanks for sharing. Let’s visit again, Terry
Can’t imagine you 60, Terry! Never thought of you as THAT much older than me, but then again five years is nothing. I’m glad you’re enjoying your, what is it now, silver years? Not golden yet, surely. CAn’t beleive we’re all getting there! Remember when we were the “young” ones out there backpacking, riding horses, skiing, canoeing, biking, hiking, camping, rafting, hunting, horse packing? Not that we don’t do some of that now, but what did we NOT do? I remember that bow hunt with Tom when he shot the bull and we had to wait hours for it to die. What a time! Remeber the backpack trip into Chiminey rock, the cold wind and rain and Kathy and Todd’s kids getting so cold, not to mention all of us. Setting up the three man tent very quickly and all seven of us crowding in it to fix supper and get warm. Running out in the rain and setting up the other tents, coming back in periodically to warm up, huddling over a whisper light stove. And Tom said, rubbing his hands together, “Man this is good dynamics!” I for one wanted to pound him at that point and I think Kathy had murder in her eyes. I could go on with the memories but I don’t want to bore other readers. Maybe I should write a blog on some of our adventures. Huh? Thanks a bunch for the encouragement. Praise God for internet! Sometimes I want to swear at it, but it’s really a
good thing. Love Wendy
Hi Wendy! And a Happy Birthday to you. Late of course, but what do you expect from me, haha. I so enjoy your blogs and your pictures! Keep it coming girl! We are busy getting ready for shipping and preg checking. I love this time of year cuz those are things I enjoy doing with my hubby. I have been staying quite busy helping him out. No great hunting stories to share. The wolf population take care of that for us. Dumb stupid things. Bridger and Jen have those same toads that you were talking about in your other blog. Millions of em. Clancy and Ravyn had a blast playing with them this summer. They even had a few funerals when they played with them a little too much. Bridger and Jen tell funny stories about how the funerals go, 🙂 Love and Miss You!
Mur
Hey Mur! Good to hear from you! Glad you enjoy the blogs. I’ll try, to keep them coming, that is. I write when I’m inspired. Sometimes that’s not often! Glad too you’re having a good fall and enjoying working with George. Funny about the toad funnerals! I almost had a few of those myself. One time I made John fish a dozen or more toads out of the window well when it was turning cold. It was kinda sad that a couple were already dead. Now we have covers on the wells. I’ll write an email and fill you in more. Thanks for your comment. We miss you guys too. Take care, Love Wendy