Does the Lord punish us?
Tuesday, August 3, 2021
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Thursday, July 29, 2021
Martha got it Right
Whoever believes in me and dies will live, and whoever lives and believes in me will never die.
Wednesday, July 28, 2021
Sell in order to Buy
Selling out for Christ is using all our resources for the building up of His Kingdom.
Tuesday, July 27, 2021
Monday, July 26, 2021
Sunday, July 25, 2021
Saturday, July 24, 2021
Wyoming Catholic Priest
July 23rd marked the one year anniversary of Fr. Carl Beavers' death. To commemorate the day, we set him a Wyoming Catholic Priest head stone.
Once we discovered how long it takes to get a traditional grave stone cut, we started to think outside the box.
Greg Hampson and I took on the challenge. Why don't we just build him something, we thought.
The only thing I know how to work with is 2 7/8", while Greg turned to some railroad plate for the plaque.
Father's sister Jeanette and her son Matt came for the anniversary. While there they asked if I knew how to have Mass intentions said that Fr. Beavers was unable to fulfill. Just wanting to help out I said I would take care of them. Little did I know the impact that would have on me. Being his successor is big shoes to fill.
Thursday, July 22, 2021
Pumpkin Buttes
One of the perks of being a missionary priest in God's Country is seeing new terrain. The Pumpkin Buttes are on many peoples' bucket list. But being on private ground, they are not easy to get to. Good thing I have friends in high places. Trent and Kahla Mills have the lease on the North Butte this year, so we saddled up for one of the coolest cattle drives I’ve been on.
The North Butte is one of four major buttes that make up the Pumpkin Buttes in Campbell County. A geological oddity, they rise out of nowhere like islands on a sea of prairie. They are called Pumpkin because at the foot of the North Butte lie hundreds of round orange colored rocks that resemble pumpkins. History tells us that they were used by the US military, outlaws, and no doubt they were sacred grounds to the Native Americans.
The day started before sun-up to beat the heat. Loading up the 22 pairs, we trucked them about 10 miles to the north foot of the buttes.
This was pretty much new territory for all involved. So Kahla pointed out the gun site on the horizon that we were going to drive the cattle through. I'm always up for a challenge.
Surprisingly to me, there are quite a few springs coming off the rim of the Butte. Here the cattle will come down to water and back up to graze. The Mills have a camera set up so they can keep an eye on things.
Now the final stretch. For not being here before, the cattle sure pushed nice.
Sure enough, right through that gun site.
There she be. The top of North Butte. Flat as a pancake and as lush as Hawaii.
Big bucks and elk even roam these parts. In the center of the pic is part of about 70 head of elk we kicked up.
Another well job done.
That was cool. And Mollie loved it too. What a vast garden our Lord has given us to explore. I'm super thankful for the opportunity to get a bird's eye view of this land that I call home. In the end, all we can really do is just that, give thanks.
Tuesday, July 20, 2021
He ain't Heavy, He's my Brother
We are closer to each other through our baptism than we are to our own family.
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