Suspended Between Heaven and Earth—Fly Fishing on the Madison River

Fishing has been a part of my life for as long as I can remember. When I was a little girl, my father would load up my brothers and me in a rented RV and take us up the 395 Highway for a week of lake fishing in the high Sierra. It leaves you breathless—and filled with expectation—for what is awaiting all whose hope is found in Christ our Lord.

When Fish Don’t Bite

You and your family go to church when the doors are open, you never miss a morning devotion, you teach Sunday school, you tithe your ten percent, and still, things just don’t go right. It can be frustrating.

God’s Prevailing Grace in the Outdoors

God’s prevailing grace can often times be seen in our experiences in the outdoors. I know for me at least, even before I came to know and fully love God, I experienced moments where God’s grace was completely apparent to me. Even now, after giving myself to the Lord I can see his work every time I am afield.