Learning to Be A Fisherman February 4, 2010
Chuk found this video of our friend Wes Cooper. He taught us fly-fishing. He gave the boys their first fly-tying vice. I added this video and link to the story I wrote about Wes back in 2004. We would often saunter in on Sunday nights and listen to me preach. He is a devoted Christian man.
| Longtime Trout Unlimited member Wes Cooper |
A few years ago we considered taking up fly-fishing. When we wanted to learn fly-fishing we read about it. The literature on fly-fishing is extensive. The best fly-fishermen must spend most of the winter tying their own flies or writing first-class prose about the sport. It is an art-form and the aesthetic bent that draws a man to it must lend itself in many fly-fisherman to good descriptive writing. It is common for a good book on fly-fishing to be illustrated with some very satisfying watercolors.
Holly and the Evangel Choir November 11, 2008
Holly sang with the Evangel choir Sunday morning. I can’t tell you how thrilled I was! You can listen to it here.
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Real Tomatoes September 22, 2008
My cousin Di has Facebook now. When we were kids we saw each other regularly. We have our own families now and our own lives so we only see each other when someone dies, which is very sad. It was good to connect on Facebook. I scrolled through her pictures. We look a lot alike. We could pass for brother and sister. I read her interests. One of them made me smile. She has always been a bright girl, quick-witted and verbal. Even as a child she would commonly read an entire book in one day. She is a neo-natal nurse practitioner so she is a competent professional, but she still has a very simple, common interest that she inherited from our grandparents like our sharp, pointed noses – she likes growing tomatoes. (more…)
Spring at Granville Cottage April 21, 2008
We moved into the Granville Cottage just as the last leaf fell from the trees. I have to count again to make sure, but I think we have nine trees in our yard. There are a number of shrubs and bushes. Now that spring is here we’ve had some happy surprises around the cottage. A few days ago we were delighted to discover daffodils springing up along the fence in back and from the ground cover. Along the very back fence is a huge, brilliant, yellow forsythia bush. It just flames in the morning sun. We open the back door to the beautiful sound of dozens of birds. Maybe someday I will even get a Dogwood to grow in our yard.
Last week I had a happy experience. Jan Karon read a little piece I wrote about her and posted at www.kenpierpont.com and she posted on my site. So I guess I’m mixin’ it up with the big-hitters now. She is a very gracious Christian lady.
I hope you will take time to listen to the messages in my series Everything You Ever Need based on Psalm 139. You can find it on the podcast page at www.evangelbaptist.com
Well, Hope turned nine yesterday and we are going out for her little birthday breakfast today – so until next week, I have to run. I have a little girl here that’s growin’ up on me and I have to spend time with her while I can.
Spring Tomorrow March 20, 2008
Hannah and I ran some errands this evening. At the Riverview Library I found two nice, hardcover fly-fishing books for sale in the lobby. For a paltry quarter each they are mine. Leaving the library the sun had just sunk from sight. The sky is beautifully clear tonight. In the southeast a bright full moon is rising. Tomorrow is Good Friday and the first day of spring. My heart is quiet.
Who Couldn’t Worship Here? July 19, 2007
Michael Breznau is a student at Dallas Seminary and a past Eternal Vision staff member. He is spending the summer doing ministry near the Glacier National Park in Montana. Here is a picture of him worshipping in creation that stirs something deep in my heart. Praise to the Lord Almighty the King of Creation!
Sky Bridge June 29, 2007
This morning I wanted a special place to spend time with the Lord. I took a drive and a couple hikes in the Daniel Boone National Forest. I hiked to Princess Arch and Chimney Top Rock, then I drove to the Sky Bridge Area. In the first two places the dear flies were bad. In the third place there were only a few. I saw bats over Sky Bridge, maybe that’s why. I heard some cicadas that reminded me of home. I listened to a whippoorwill, a wood thrush and an oriole. Across the valley I could see gray smoke ascending from a camp fire it mixed with the morning fog and left a fragrance in the forest. When I checked the odometer on the Jeep I realized that all three hikes were within eleven miles of Campton in the Mountains.
(photo by Jeff Schaefer)
Just Outside the Window May 7, 2007
If I ever wrote myself into a story I would have to live in a house with a lilac bush outside our bedroom window so the evening breeze would carry the scent of lilac into the room as I say goodnight to the Lord and drift into sleep.
It is springtime now and I am thinking about things like that. This is our first spring in our house here in Hinsdale. I’ve been away some. The other morning was a glorious, sunny, spring morning. I was getting dressed and Lois opened the blinds. The sun shone in. The pines were noisy with birdsongs. To my delight, just below or second-floor bedroom window, at the corner of the stone patio was lilac bush in full flower.
A few years ago someone took the time to plant a lilac bush at the corner of the patio, just under our bedroom window. This spring it is ours to enjoy. It is my goal in life to nudge everyone I meet a little closer to the Lord Jesus, to lead as many to Christ as I can and spend my life obeying the commands of Christ and teaching others to do the same. Today I would like to plant some things and get some things started that will bring fragrance and beauty into the lives of others for years to come.
Ken Pierpont
Brook Place
Hinsdale, Illinois
May 7, 2007
The Call of the Loon April 25, 2007
Holly is in the Northwoods leading a Journey to the Heart and living for the week on Duck Point. She called to tell me that she had heard the loons. From what she described she must have heard male and female loons.
“It is my fervent hope that a time will never come when storytellers will say, ‘Once upon a time there was a bird called a loon – ..’ but that grandparents will always be able to take their grandchildren to northern lakes and listen together to that most haunting of boreal wilderness sounds, the call of the loon.” (Judith McIntyre)
My Faithful Witness in the Sky January 3, 2007
I just took Charles to work. It is about 32 degrees outside and clear, a beautiful morning. The sun is about to rise. In the west a full moon sets in the sky, a ring of haze around it, brilliantly reflecting the sun’s light. No wonder the Psalmist called the moon “…my faithful witness in the sky,” (Psalm 89:37) it has a special beauty this morning. It is beautiful and it is faithful, predictably obedient to the ordinances of God. I find myself praying; “Lord may I reflect your light into my dark world with a similar beauty.” “May the beauty of the Lord, my God be upon me – ”
Just as I wrote this into my journal I received an e-mail from my dear friend Paul Gardner who directs Camp Barakel. The Camp is clustered around a clear lake in the Huron National Forrest in the northern lower peninsula of Michigan:
older posts »Last night as I went home the moon hung low in the eastern sky. This morning as I came in it was dipping low in the western sky, and the air was not blowing– so the fog hung in the bare trees. What a great commute I have!
