Still the same

In sorting through lots of photos and documents, I came across this handwritten report by Karen’s uncle. It may have been an assignment for a seminary class as Uncle Harry was the pastor who performed our wedding ceremony.The only date is indicated as around 1925. The subject concerns the German Baptist Church in a small southern San Joaquin valley town.

The picture that emerges is of a struggling church locked into it’s own familiar culture. The preaching and singing was done only in German. The church could not reach the larger community around it and in fact lost it’s own young people (who had difficulty maintaining proficiency in German) to other churches.

The report’s conclusion is relevant today even though written 80 years ago.

“The great need that is felt in this church is greater spiritual power in the lives of its members and much effort is directed toward its cultivation and reception in our lives. As soon as possible, teachers must be trained to really accomplish and not just fill time and space… There must be more class rooms so as to avoid distraction and finally the preaching and singing of the services must become English if the work is to go on into its greatest work for as it is we can’t even invite many who are Baptists and would be glad to come if they could only understand the German language.”

The church today needs fully committed followers of Christ, trained leaders and teachers, and the ability to communicate understandably to the current culture the truths of God.

Bend

Karen and I spent a week in Bend, Oregon for some much needed R&R. Despite the cloudy and sometimes showery weather, we wanted to be outdoors. We used caching to direct us to different areas.

The caching culture in Bend is sure different than here. For instance, we spent one day southeast of Bend in Juniper forest and old lava flows on BLM land (think thousands of acres). A number of the caches in the area were multi-caches requiring 4 stops before finding the final. Each stop was .25 to .5 miles apart. Here, each of those stops would be a cache. I found no evidence of any power caching trails around Bend.

Another day we drove northwest from Sisters, crossed over Green Ridge near Black Butte and down to the Metolius River, then north and back up over and along Green Ridge. It was great having the Ridgeline to drive these forest service roads. Regrettably, it was so cloudy we missed the great views of Mt. Jefferson.

Last year in August we were prevented from going to some locations by the Black Crater fire. This time we drove to a cache placed near the origin of that fire. In fact, forest service crews were busy in the area cutting down the dead snags.

We explored a bit of the badlands east of Bend along highway 20. There’s more to see, with some lengthy hikes involved (no vehicles since it’s now designated a wilderness).

We thoroughly explored Charcoal cave, which impressed me as one of the most unique locations for a cache (it wasn’t in the cave). It took 3 trips (not all on this visit) and several hours to locate the cache. The coords are off and the hint doesn’t help narrow the search area. Finally located after reading all the logs and finding some hints in them.

Some San Jose caching and event

It’s been a while to get out caching so Dan and I took a brief trip to San Jose and the Little Shop of Horrors event. We couldn’t stay long because we needed to get back for a much postponed birthday dinner. I got 9 caches, including the event.