Showing posts with label Matthew. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Matthew. Show all posts

Saturday, August 10, 2013


On Highway 80 between Laramie and Rawlins, Wyoming, God used a rest stop to minister to me about His protection.

Have you  noticed? Life isn't fair. Bad stuff happens.

In a previous church home, my pastor preached a sermon about, "I have your back." Now, in all honesty, that man couldn't always "have my back," because no human is perfect. When life gets a person down, steps on them, and starts kicking, some individuals will fight until their last drop of strength is expended. Others will lay and allow the kicking. Some turn to drugs or alcohol to lessen the pain. None of these options protect us during the rough times.

What does all that have to do with a rest-stop west of Laramie, Wyoming?

The name of the rest-stop is Wagon Hound Rest Stop. We traveled this lonely stretch of highway with no businesses and very little traffic. When you leave Laramie headed west, you travel a long way in wilderness mountain area, so by the time you reach Wagon Hound, the building is a welcome sight. The first thing you notice when you step outside is the blast of wind. Walking is difficult. Hair-dos are impossible. Holding onto your jacket is hard.

The rest stop perches atop one of the mountains with a miles-wide view. I circled the parking lot where I got a man-against-nature feeling. I noticed fences built down the southeastern slope of the mountain. Every few feet held another fence. I stopped to read the posted sign telling the history of the area (which came from a wagon train that passed that way during that period of America's history). The sign also explained that winds whip through that area at up to 70 mph.

Holding the very hair on my head while I read the sign, I noticed that.

In Wyoming's harsh winters,  wildlife could easily starve. God, in His plan to protect the animals, causes the wind to blow the snow into heaps exposing dry land where the animals can scavenge and find food. Men assisted by building fences to stop the blowing snow.

     Behold the fowls of the air; for they sow not, neither do they reap, nor gather into barns; yet your Heavenly Father feedeth them. Are ye not much better than they?
     And why take thought for raiment? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow, they toil not, neither do they spin:
     And yet, I say unto you, That even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these
                                               Matthew 6: 25, 28,29

If God takes care of the wildlife in the mountains, how much more will He take care of you and me?

Only God cam bring victory out of defeat.

Only God can provide when all seems destroyed?

Only God can always "have our backs."

Who has your back?