Life's Path

            Myra and I often take little glimpses back at where we have come from, how we have gotten here, and wonder what things would have been like had we made different decisions.  What would have happened had she traveled to Europe to play basketball after college?  Would my swimming career been different at a division 1 school or had I decided to continue after college?

            The thing is, we like where we are now.  We got here by making the decisions we did.  She went to teach in Elim, AK after graduating still staying crazy active (hard to completely stop after playing college sports) doing things we shake our heads at now.  I moved out to Savoonga, AK for what I promised my mom would be a three-year stint in Alaska before moving home.  We met and our paths merged.

            Since then, we have done a bunch of stuff… stuff that we think has been interesting and that people might like to read about.  We have logged on an island on the Yukon River floating a log raft 90 miles downstream to mill them into lumber, built a balloon frame house, timber framed, hunted caribou with snow machine, fished for salmon, learned to fly a small plane, cooked ptarmigan 101 ways, raised kids in the bush, trained a lab, maintained our own machines… stuff.

            But since a blog entitled “doing stuff” is both a little vague as well as kind of boring sounding, we have taken some inspiration from Psalm 16:11, “You make known to me the path of life; you will fill me with joy in your presence, with eternal pleasures at your right hand.”

            Every time we look back on the path we have been walking together, we see God’s hand in it.  The path behind seems so clear as the path ahead is only revealed a step at a time.  So, we continue making steps… even if they are just changing out the CV joint in our car.