On Thursday mornings, I head out south to one of the elementary schools in Ketchikan for the school savings program that the credit union sponsors. I drive directly into the sunrise ("out south" doesn't really mean "south" in Ketchikan). Most mornings, Ketchikan is cloudy and overcast and the sunrise doesn't show its colors. This morning, however, was different. The past few days, we have been bombarded with snow. We have more snow than is normal here in Ketchikan, and it has definitely hung around longer than it usually does. The schools even had a snow day, and people were stuck in various places. Most of the roads going up the mountain in town have been closed. Despite the difficulties with transportation, the snow is absolutely gorgeous. It looks exactly like what one would picture an Alaskan winter to look like. The snow is high, it covers the mountains, and it is as white as can be. This morning, the air was mostly clear, and the sunrise shone on the water. There were colors of blue, orange, pink, and gold. The water looked like glass. A low cloud cut directly across one of the mountains. As I drove out south, I tried to concentrate on the slick roads instead of on the beauty around me. A bald eagle soared directly above me, and I thought that if I hadn't been driving, and if I had been a great photographer, it would have been a perfect photo. When I got to the school (which is beautiful and brand new and decked out in kid-friendly art), I sat behind my table facing the front door. The door is glass, and it is surrounded by windows, so I can look out at the water and mountains. From the parking lot, I could see Gravina, Prince of Wales, and Annette Islands. It leaves you speechless. It's amusing to watch the children trickle in. They have no idea that they are in a beautiful place. They are still waking up, wishing that they had another snow day, and axiously awaiting Christmas. I am awestruck, and I think, "I get to live here for one year." I realize that I am blessed and that even though I miss my family, and this year has its challenges, I appreciate the environment, culture, and town that I am in. I like the people of Ketchikan, and the culture shock is wearing off. It takes time, but I am here. Most people know that I am skeptical of natural theology, because while the beauty of nature might lead someone to believe in a god or divine being, it will not lead you to Jesus. It does not lead you to a God who became a man and died on a cross and defeated death and ascended into heaven. However, I think that the nature of Ketchikan comes close. In the winter, life in Ketchikan is dangerous, and many deaths occur. Planes crash, boats sink, and accidents happen. Death is in your face a lot. But, so is the beauty of God's earth and his creatures that you can't avoid. The smell of fish is prominent, birds of every kind are everywhere, and people bring their dogs with them everywhere. We are happy to have some pooches put their paws up on our stations at the credit union, and we even have biscuits for them. Life and death are very closely related here, and when I look around, I just know that Jesus Christ has defeated death. I can see it on the face of the old woman who I helped the other day. Her husband had died the day before, and she came in very (understandably) bitter and depressed. When she left, she thanked me for my help and for being so nice to her and for offering her my prayers. She had a smile. Now, don't think that I'm getting all mushy, crazy on you, because I'm not. But, I am paying special attention to how Jesus Christ is present here and what he is doing. I'm trying to get in on it as best I can. For the past two years, I studied how he has worked in all parts of the world throughout time, but I was always reading or listening to someone else's experience of it. So, despite the challenges and frustrations and everything else, I am appreciating the opportunity to see Jesus Christ in everything.
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