Wild Gray Goose: July 2011

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.

About Me

Name: Windmill Duke

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, July 18, 2011

MYSTERIOUS AND WONDROUS

Pretty much sums it up, Mysterious and Wondrous. That date just below, April 14, should read today, July 18. I liked reading what I sensed in the journey back then. The mystery is in the Sovereign Father's gracious care over me compounding the mystery of Prostate Cancer. Don't feel a thing. It's the monster lurking in the shadows. But as death has no sting, Grace tames the monster. While it is still ugly and barely restrained by medication, the taming is in my sheer lack of fear. The Gray Goose comforts me; His call is slightly muted and doesn't drive me wild as before, but there is no more assuring a chorus, than His call...I swear I hear tones of the Heavenly Host echoing in the background.

Labels: cancer, death, God, Grace