O how easily men are forgotten, eh? “Then I saw the wicked buried, who had come and gone from the place of holiness, and they were forgotten
Author: Joshua
Day 43: Ecclesiastes 8:4-9
Isn’t it great to be under the control of a sovereign God? All that we can see is the present and part of the past, but the future requires trust, patience, and contentment.
Ecclesiastes 8:6-8 says, “Because for every matter there is a time and judgment, though the misery of man increases greatly. For he does not know what will happen; so who can tell him when it will occur? No one has power over the spirit to retain the spirit, and no one has power in the day of death. There is no release from that war, and wickedness will not deliver those who are given to it.”
W.I.L.D. 2011: Friday- The End of the Adventure
Friday’s Journal Entry:
“Last day. Bittersweet in so many ways. In four hours we went from our sleeping bags to the shore on Rain Lake that we first launched off [of]. Along the way I ate breakfast, had my final devos in I Timothy, fed nuts to a chipmunk right out of my hand, steered a canoe for the fourth and final day, and ate trail mix on two more portages.
W.I.L.D. 2011: Thursday- Water, Wildlife, and Warmth
Thursday’s Journal Entry:
“Long day today, but probably my favorite so far (with the exception of solo day). We ate breakfast, had devos, packed up camp, and headed out at about 9:00am. We had to cover a lot of ground today so that tomorrow will be shorter. Our goal was to get into camp no later than 3:00pm so we’d have plenty of time at camp to relax. However, Chris took all watches from anyone who had them, and we set out with a destination, a goal, but no way to monitor our progress toward that goal. I liked it and was eager to see how we did.
W.I.L.D. 2011: Wednesday- Solo Day
Wednesday’s Journal Entry:
“So I woke up after nine hours of sleep, ate my oatmeal, and was welcomed by the announcement of solo day. I dropped Cody and Charles off at two other locations, and now I’m at a different campsie. I walked and talked with God while collecting some birch bark to write on. I have found a cozy spot here on this large campsite to think and pray and read and write.
