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.

Thursday, April 14, 2011


Following the call of the Wild Goose frames the way early Celtics saw God's leading, His Holy Spirit. That quiet, haunting, clear call comes from within for those indwelt by that Spirit.  Rebirth through Jesus,  our Savior, assures the Goose has nested, though He never rests.

Then there is life's long journey to consider...actually our lives are a very short trail when looking back from its latter parts.  It's value beyond survival is all about following the call of the Wild Goose.  The unexpected--like our son's sudden, untimely death at 31--or the inevitable--like aging often accelerated by cancer like my slowly progressing variety--is an expected part of the short story we call our life.

When seen in this context, life's design and purpose takes eternal dimensions.  We all think about it now and then.  Life's end, I mean.  Ironically, the earlier the better.  Here is where I put in my pitch.  If I may extend the metaphor,  I want to repeat the Wild Goose's call.

Life's end is not about "passing away," a strange euphonism, to be sure. LIFE IS ABOUT PASSING ON. Ok, "passing on" to a better, an eternal life.  Sure.  But what about passing on the values, the spirit, the milestones of a Walk With God to those heirs of your journey can impact what seems sure a much darker, more chaotic world than we have known.  It's called LEGACY.  And a godly legacy is not accidental, it's intentional.

That's why I invite visitors here to www.gendads.com, my blog.  The blog is all about passing IT on.  This site is about what's going on in me.  Inside the cancer (prostate) journey and in my heart, a heart made so much richer by my following the Wild Goose call to invest my life in my grandchildren.

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