Wild Gray Goose

Celtic tradition identifies the Holy Spirit as a Wild Goose. He is the wings of a Wild God best followed by the wildest of men. I'm gray. I'm wild. Like He, I am not always predictable, rational, or safe. I believe my full life and my still maturing years of Walking With God offer both heart and substance for younger lads to consider. Now with 4th stage prostate cancer, following the Wild Goose has a different pace and perspective worth reflecting on...and sharing.

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Location: Full Time RV, mostly near Temecula, California, United States

I'm a young fella not far from 73 who's made it to the far and frayed edges of the adventures I‘ve been hankering for since boyhood. The age thing and my pursuits are relevant since I now have advanced 4th stage cancer, moved from unsuccessful chemo treatment to oral med...and they seem to be working. Now, after selling the ranch, my beautiful life-mate of 48 years and I live and travel in an fifth wheel RV we call our "covered wagon". The new and rich development of 2012 is our purchase of ranch in the marvelous plateau above GRAND JUNCTION at the head of the Colorado National Monument where my young family with six children run a whole-family therapy ranch, DEEP RIVERS FAMILY RANCH.

Monday, August 30, 2010


What's the difference in 3.4 and 10.7? Well, if you just turned 70 and the the recent operation for prostrate cancer was suppose to drop the PSA down to below .5, you'd be faced with the challenge that faces me. Is the Lord God Almighty, Maker of Heaven Earth and Commander of Angel Armies paying attention? He's busy. Did this one get by Him?

How many points was Calvin? Five? When it comes to handling poverty, sickness, miscarriage, evils of war and greed, all that stuff, I'm a six-pointer. What about my own sickness, the kind that is invisible but aggressive and deadly? Am I down to three points, or do I truly know that, inexplicably, this Father of mine is as tender, understanding, gracious, merciful and even as powerful as ever. And, no, He has not neglected and overlooked me.

Stepping away from the comfort of the theology of sovereignty (knowing that no matter, you are in the loving life-management of God Himself with HIS Story unfolding as your story), the simple facts are that my cancer was not contained by a recent operation, I'm ten days away from my Urologist appointment. He has the numbers and on the 9th we'll come up with a plan; there are a few options remaining. And, no, my life is not significantly shortened...not at all if we have His eternal plan in mind...HIS Story/My Story.

So, this and GenDads blogs will continue, as will the book. If the Lockerbie bomber has ten more years, think I can beat him?

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Anonymous The Pauper said...

Know that I am praying for you.

9:55 PM  
Blogger JC Dude said...

I will pray my brother...I think the world still needs to hear your message. God speed!


6:58 AM  
Anonymous barely saved dave formanek said...

You have daid it well, and I will pray.

11:29 AM  
Anonymous DennyLouWho said...

As JCDUDE says, and I am in agreement with, the world still needs to hear your message!!! Keep the mighty pen to parchment and release those words of life to those who need to HEAR the GOOD NEWS! That no matter how dark, scary, unsure and what's next; the one thing we can all hold on to is Jesus Christ who died for us so that we may be with HIM for all eternity. Praise God for a future and a hope. Our ending is only a beginning with Him face to face. God Bless you Gary. Praying for you. Caring for you. Thankful for you.

3:26 PM  

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