Adventure - Golden

This is the most idyllic setting. The Kicking Horse River flows through Golden. The Golden municipal campground is situated beside the dike that bounds the Kicking Horse River on the west side. Looking across the river I see the railway trains passing. There are seats along the dike walk facing east.  I’ve taken Madigan my cockapoo walking along the dike each morning I’ve been here.  

There are snow capped mountains all around the town.  I feel nestled in this special sacred place.  I am sleeping so well at night. I dreamed of being with a group of women , friends old and young.  One of those auspicious dreams of good boding.

I’ve enjoyed the stimulation of Jordan Peterson’s, We who wrestle with God.  Many times I’ve thought of Jacob wrestling with the angel.  Moses at the mountain of God, Horeb saw the burning bush that was not consumed.  God called to Moses saying he was on sacred ground.  God said his name is YHWH, “I am that is who I am”.  In English versions of the Bible this is commonly translated as Lord

I pray to Lord God or his son Jesus Christ and sometimes Holy Spirit for I have been taught that God is this trinity.

God the creator though seems supreme.  Jesus Christ, his son, only begotten son is described as advocate.  He says that he will send the Holy Spirit to his followers.  I experienced this as ‘conscience’ or the ‘wee small voice’. 

Thy will be done not my will.  Pride goest before the fall.  One’s own ‘righ size’ is a measure of good self esteem and gratitude for what one is and what one has with thanks to God the giver of all gifts.  There is destiny and free will.  I seek to know my purpose as that is the purpose of God.  

Here I feel God’s presence. In high places.   The ancestor worship which was prevalent in the earliest of humans I studied last year at Oxford, even Neanderthals, appears the earliest of worships.  Ancestor worship.  God the creator.  Respect for the old and those who have gone before.  

I am grateful for my parents, John and Jean, and my grandparents on both sides. I was blessed to meet three of them in my life and know two well.  Now I’m the old one and am listening to an audio book by Jordan Peterson, we who wrestle with God.

I would said I play “peek a boo’ with Jesus.  Peek a boo is possibly the earliest game a child plays with mother.  Pat a cake may be the second. I would have to be more advanced to wrestle with God. These days I’m working up to pat a cake.  I’m certainly playing with toys.  Interesting that showing the face with surprise is the beginning of relationship. I feel awe and wonder when I see the finger prints of God.

Here in Golden the beauty of creation is incredible.  I liked the mice in Hitchiker’s Guide to the Universe finding 42 was the answer.  The earth was made as a computer to help the process and the creator was rather pleased with the fjords he’d made.  I liked the Rocky Mountains myself.  Most appealing to the eye.  Frankly I enjoyed the flat of the prairies though it was hard to stay alert’

I’m looking forward to returning to my home in Burnaby/Vancouver.  Today I’ll begin the return journey and tomorrow the plan is to be in Chilliwack

Thank you God for this day. Thank you God for creation.  Guide me Lord. Watch over Madigan and me and keep us safe in the journey ahead. Help me serve today and do thy will.

Thank you Lord.