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This morning as I woke, my mind was filled with a childhood memory. I remembered those nights when Mother & Daddy would get a quilt out of the closet and say, “Let’s go outside and look at the stars”. Sometimes it would be with a cup of homemade ice cream and sometimes with a glass of Iced Tea or Dr. Pepper. Most of the time it was just them, a quilt, and me. We would lay down on the quilt looking up at the beautiful heavens and start commenting on the beauty and wonder of it all. Inevitably Daddy would talk about heaven and how “of the increase of His government there shall be no end”. It always made me want to go there. I remember thinking that if God could speak all of this into existence then He can surely take care of me. Mother & Daddy was always quick to point out that this great God that made this incredible sky loved me and cared for me more than His creation. An aha moment indeed! I still believe the same today. Maybe that’s why the memory filled my mind this morning, to remind me that He hasn’t changed. He’s still just as great as He was when I was just a child! He still loves me and cares for me more than all of creation! If he can make that beautiful sky and put all the stars in place, He can surely take care of anything in my life that needs attention.

🎶God is bigger than all my problems, bigger than all my fears; God is bigger than any mountain that I can or cannot see. He’s bigger than all my questions, bigger than anything….!🎶

🎶Bigger than all the giants of fear and unbelief! Bigger than all the confusion! Bigger than ANYTHING! God is bigger! 🎶

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Yesterday I found myself humming a tune.  As I realized what it was, I began to sing, “God likes people…”, softly at first.  However, by the third time I sang the chorus I was singing rather loudly.   

“God likes people, any shape, any color, any size.
You don’t have to be an angel to be really special in His eyes.
He said it in John 3:16 and He proved it on Calvary, too.
God likes people, ordinary people, people like me and you”.

This is a little song the childrens choir use to sing many years ago, but somehow it made its way back into my conciousness yesterday.  God likes people!  It doesn’t matter your color, your status in life, your shape, skinny or otherwise, where you live or anything else.  If you are a human being God thinks you are pretty special.  “God likes people, ordinary people,  people like me and you”! 

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Here’s a few pictures I took today. The hills are so beautiful this time of year. The winter rains make everything so green. In the summer the hills turn golden but all the trees are in full bloom and green. It is beautiful then too. It’s like God drapes the hills in gold velvet and then takes a handful of emeralds and sprinkles them across the landscape. I’ll try to remember to take some photos in the summer too. Enjoy! (you can click photos to enlarge)
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In Santa Cruz on a

convertible ride.

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some surfers having a good time

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“Sailin’ takes me away…”

Today in Hollister

around the neighborhood.

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Today I went with several ladies from our church to Filoli House and Garden. Located thirty miles south of San Francisco on the eastern slope of the Coast Range, the 654-acre Filoli estate contains as its central portion a historic house and sixteen acres of formal garden. The house contains 36,000 square feet of interior floor space on two floors and a mezzanine. There are forty-three rooms and seventeen fireplaces. It was quite a site. The manicured gardens are absolutely beautiful. In the rose garden I took several pictures but this one caught my eye the most and reminded me of this poem. It is so true!

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It is only a tiny rosebud,
This flower of God’s design;
But I cannot unfold its petals
With these clumsy hands of mine.

The secret of unfolding flowers
Is not known to such as I.
This flower God opens so sweetly,
Would in my hands fade and die.

If I cannot unfold a rosebud,
This flower of God’s design,
How can I think I have wisdom
To unfold this life of mine?

So I’ll trust in Him for His leading
Each moment of every day.
I will look to Him for His guidance
Each step of the pilgrim way.

The pathway that lies before me,
My Heavenly Father knows.
I’ll trust Him to unfold the moments,
Just as He unfolds the rose.

(author unknown)

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Just 27 miles south of Hollister is Pinnacles National Monument.  Yesterday Nathan and I drove out there again to see them.  It is amazing.  You are traveling along in the beautiful rolling hills and all of a sudden these jagged peaks are in view.  Rising out of the chaparral-covered Gabilan Mountains, east of central California’s Salinas Valley, are the spectacular remains of an ancient volcano. Massive monoliths, spires, sheer-walled canyons and talus passages define millions of years of erosion, faulting and tectonic plate movement.  It is quite an awesome sight to see.  It also never ceases to amaze me the micro-climates there are in California.  When we left Hollister it was only 76 degrees and just 27 miles south it was 94 degrees.  When we left the Pinnacles we drove south a little way and then cut back across the hills toward Salinas.  By the time we got to Salinas the temperature was 58.  Then by the time we got back to Hollister it was 72 degrees.  I can’t figure that all out but it’s really interesting to me.

Pinnacles National Monument began as a volcano that first erupted about 195 miles south of its present location. It has traveled northward along the San Andreas Fault, and currently moves at a rate of about 2 – 3 centimeters per year. 

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The hills that surround Hollister are snow-capped. The winter rain has made everything else green.  It is quite a contrast.  Simply beautiful this morning.  Everything is just beautiful and crisp.  It’s something how everything seems washed after a good rain.  And, I like the mornings because everything seems new.  I guess I’m one of those people that wake up to a new world every day.  LOL 

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