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| This photo may explain why Gibson didn't take a nap on Tuesday. It's hard to sleep when your brother is spraying water in your window. |
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| A big hip, hip for Sophie mowing the lawn this week. |
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| We took advantage of an unscheduled weekend to go camping. Our goal is to find our favorite local campground. At our current rate of overnighters, we should have one picked out in about 30 years. Becky bought some really enormous marshmallows to roast-- maybe 4 times the size of regular marshmallows. They're really too big to roast or eat. Most of them ended up in the campfire after a bite or two. |
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| Perks of the campground were easy access to hiking trails and the Rogue River. We spent lots of time hiking and a little time playing in the river. Helen carried this very sticky pine cone for a couple of hours before Brandan convinced her to abandon it-- he didn't want tree sap dripping into his hair while he gave her a shoulder ride. Gibson carried his backpack the entire time. It only had apple slices in it, although his siblings tried to slip their sweatshirts in when he wasn't paying attention. |
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| The trail along the river was beautiful-- shaded, lush, easy to walk along. Becky remarked on the loveliness of the trail repeatedly until Brandan smiled and quoted, "the gentle slope, soft underfoot, without milestones." --Yes, that's it! The perfect description of this trail! ~ It was a good object lesson for the full quote from The Screwtape Letters, in which the devil Screwtape teaches his nephew how to deceive humans and lead them from "the Enemy," which to a devil is God: "But do remember, the only thing that matters is the extent to which you separate the man from the Enemy. It does not matter how small the sins are provided that their cumulative effect is to edge the man away from the Light and out into the Nothing. Murder is no better than cards if cards can do the trick. Indeed the safest road to Hell is the gradual one -- the gentle slope, soft underfoot, without sudden turnings, without milestones, without signposts." Becky was a little jarred by the image -- hiking to Hell, that's us. |
6 comments:
Gibson is the cutest thing in his little apple slices back pack. Bravo to you for putting in all the work for camping. Looks like everyone had a good time, worth the effort I am sure.
I don't think you guys are hiking to hell, I think you are all great!
Rob
Rumor has it that hell isn't that green and beautiful. If I'm wrong on this, there will be a lot of happy sinners. Love your Sunday posts.
Becky you made me laugh out loud. Sorry, week after week of reading your blog I am quite sure you are not hiking to hell. I want to read Screwtape Letters again.
We too have experienced the "Gigantor Marshmallow" and loved it, although it defintely is challenging to roast. Loved Gibson's backpack. When Brandan, Gibson and I hiked on our vacation he was such a trooper! Loved the quote - made me want to reread Screwtape Letters. :) Congrats to Soph!
We have a favortie local camp ground. I love that it has electricity, so I can plug in my cpap machine. We loved the Screwtape Letters when my children were little. I had forgotten with time. Thank you for the quote. I am thinking hell would be a bit more brimstone-ish. I think I will get my book out and read it again. Thank you for making me laugh.
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