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Pastor John’s View

Pastor John’s View August 2020

Thoughtful Ramblings For much of my adult life, I thought small groups were, well, silly. Maybe a waste of my time. Oh, I was in quite a few from Boy Scouts to law enforcement, there always seemed to be a need for a small group to work together. I think I equated the church “small group” to many of the leadership training seminars I had attended where they break you into “triads” or “quads” to discuss the points the facilitator…
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Pastor John’s View May 2020

Tales from the Mountain December 13, 1967. I don’t remember a lot of dates (though I ALWAYS remember Valerie’s birthday and our anniversary!!!) but this date sticks in my mind. It was the day that two weather fronts collided over Flagstaff and then decided to hang out for a few days dropping 84” of snow; 7 feet! I was just 8 years-old and staying at my cousin, Tim’s house on Fort Valley Road, just outside the city limits, though in…

Pastor John’s View for March 2020

I remember a conversation starter we did in our high school youth group.  It went something like this: You are about to be marooned on a remote island, but you have three minutes to gather three things to take with you. What three things will you take? Of course, there’s no right answer and sometimes the responses are pretty hilarious. There is a deeper question to ponder, though, and I think it is worthy of asking. On Sundays we are…

Pastor John’s View for Feburary, 2020

Tales from the Mountain Aunt Jewell was my Uncle Charlie’s wife. She was his second wife and had been Charlie’s sister-in-law though I never knew Jewel’s sister. Charlie and Jewell owned all the houses on our block except ours. Sometime back around 1915 or so, he moved the house from Leroux Street where it was the parsonage to the Methodist Church and where the living room served as the town’s public library. My grandpa Rawson bought the house and Jewell…

Pastor John’s View January 2020

Tales from the Mountain, January 2020 It was December 31, 1999. For months, people were in a tizzy (there’s a word I don’t use often!) over the dreaded Y2K. Predictions said that the turning of the millennia would mean everything from, “Oh, it’s the end of the world, fer sher!”, to “Water systems, electric, and telecommunications would all come to a screeching halt.” I had been to meeting after meeting explaining why 911 was still going to work and, “yes,…
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Pastor John’s View for December 2019

December 2019 Tales from the Mountain Sunday afternoon we had our regular video chat with our daughter, Jeannette, and family in Fairbanks, AK. Jeannette gave us an early Christmas present informing us they are coming for Christmas this year! YAY! But, then, Valerie and I started to panic; it’s Christmas, it’s going to be crazy busy getting ready for the season here at Lakeview and at Spirit Song, it’s the end of the year and we have reports due, new…
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Pastor John’s View for September 2019

For some of our Lakeview Family, the summer has included travels home for the summer, family visits, vacations to near and far and other adventures. Soon our winter residents will be returning and the pace of life here at Lakeview will pick up again. If you are one of those who have been traveling, I hope you’ve stayed in touch by watching Lakeview Live on Sundays or later watching the worship recording. You can also share the experience if you…

Pastor John’s View for July/August 2019

Tales from the Mountain When our son, Richard, was  in  Boy  Scouts,  his troop had several trips that were their ‘signature’ trips. One of them was the Rainbow Bridge hike. This one was for the older boys and those deemed in the best shape. If you don’t know, Rainbow Bridge is in Southern Utah along the shore of Lake Powell. It’s an amazing sandstone bridge, 234’ high, it truly looks like a rainbow frozen in stone. Today, just about anyone…
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Pastor John’s View – June 2019

Tales from the Mountain I look up to the mountains; does my strength come from mountains? No, my strength comes from God, who made heaven, and earth, and mountains. ~Psalm 121:1-2 The Message When I learned this Psalm, it became a reminder that the San Francisco Peaks of Northern Arizona (Or just “The Peaks” to Arizonans) are not my source of strength. For many of the native peoples of Arizona, particularly, Hopi, Navajo, Havasupai, and Apache, the mountain is the…
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Tales from the Mountain – May 2019

Pastor John’s View I knew it was going to be a great camp out when we piled out of the cars at Lockwood Springs to see a black bear loping away from the springs. Lockwood Springs was a favorite spot for Boy Scout Troop 33, and I was an assistant senior patrol leader that year. Boy, were we excited at the rare treat to see a bear! Well, everyone but Lyndall Rhodes, that is. He wasn’t even a tenderfoot, but…
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Pastor John’s View for April 2019

Pastor John’s View In February, we spent our Sundays together talking about prayer; why we pray, having a love for prayer, and having a burden to pray for others. For some, prayer comes  very  naturally,  easily flowing into a conversation with God, but for many prayer takes a bit of preparation, work, and planning. If you missed one or more of these messages, they are available in the Archives, along with a large library of other information, videos, and activities.…
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