Tag: hidden beauty

  • Mistakes Matter

    Mistakes Matter

    NOTE: My upcoming book is requiring time to meet exciting deadlines. In order to maintain a 12/9/25 pub date, I will be blogging once every two weeks for a while. That means my next blog will come to you on Monday, 9/1/25. See you then!

    Years ago I bought an expensive sandcastle bundt cake pan. And so, last week I devised a plan. It would be simple. I’d prepare dinner and bake a cake for my family to celebrate my own birthday. I had made this cake before. But in a hot second, I messed up and didn’t know it until it was too late (see video).

    The family, not knowing I had a yummy cake on standby (store bought!) showed great compassion as I placed the messed-up cake in front of them with lit candles and a smile. I lingered, apologizing for the mistake and thanking them for their kindness. Then I brought out the store-bought cake and put it front and center.

    Because it was my birthday, I knew I could choose a table topic of conversation. My topic of choice? “How can we make mistakes matter?” The response of our guest, perhaps pertaining to sports, but applicable to burned cakes was:

    “In winning you are gracious; in losing you seek gain.”

    We seek gain by learning from our mistakes. I seek gain but putting on my readers before setting the oven temperature for a birthday cake … for starters!

    The Treasure:  If you’re not making mistakes, you’re probably not doing anything.

    If you’d rather read than watch the video, here’s the full video transcript:

    I made a mistake this week. I wanted to build a cake—a sandcastle cake. I had the ingredients and made it from scratch with my grandson and put it in the oven, but I made a big mistake. I set the oven for 475 instead of 325 and I burned the cake. I made the mistake because I read the directions on a small phone without my glasses, and I ended up not being able to use the cake, except I do have a plan for the cake. I’ll tell you that in a minute. I decided I can’t really use that cake. So I went to Publix, and I bought a cake and I had them write on the top “Mistakes Matter.” And we’re going to talk about that a little bit as a family tonight. My mistake wasn’t very costly, but some mistakes can be, but all mistakes are valuable if we use them well. So, I took a hunk out of this cake just to see if I could eat it. It actually isn’t too bad inside; it’s kind of dry, but it tastes char-grilled on the outside. And so, I decided I’m not going to make another one, I’m going to make it easy and get a new cake.

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  • Maybe It Ain’t So Bad

    Maybe It Ain’t So Bad

    I met a woman who lost everything. The tree took down an electrical line that set fire to her log home on a mountain lane. Only she and her pets escaped. I had the privilege of meeting this seventy-nine-year-old widow in a motel lobby where she works to rebuild her life.

    The resilience in her voice and her gratitude for the outpouring of comfort and support in her community made me take pause for the next hour and listen. Then she locked her eyes with mine and said, “Maybe starting all over ain’t so bad after all.”

    My new friend is choosing to find the riches within her suffering. Dr. Robert Grant writes:

    “All [victims] must come to accept that life involves a series of losses that have the potential to hollow them out [missing their inherent] riches … [becoming] detached critics rather than vital participants in life.”1

    We might not be able to say, “Maybe starting over ain’t so bad after all.” But God’s promise to watch over us and to never sleep (Psalm 121) can inspire us to participate fully in life (see video).

    1 Robert Grant PhD, The Way of the Wound, (Oakland: copyright by Robert Grant 1996),

      The Treasure:  Our help comes from the Maker of heaven and earth who never slumbers.

      If you’d rather read than watch the video, here’s the full video transcript:

      The day is settling down; you can hear the birds, and I’m looking out to the mountains. I’m in Orange, Virginia and I’ll be picking up Pilgrim in the morning and taking her back home with her new air conditioner. It’s so beautiful here! I love the sky; I love what it means…such a great Creator that we have. And I love that He’s awake all the time. The sun may sleep and hopefully we sleep but I love that He never sleeps. Psalm 121 says, “I lift up my eyes to the hills. Where does my help come from? My help comes from the Lord, the Maker of heaven and earth. He will not let your foot slip. Indeed, he who watches over you will not slumber nor sleep. The Lord watches over you.” It says, “He will watch over your life. He will watch over your coming and going both now and forever. That’s what I think of when I see the mountains … well, that’s not all I think of. Sometimes I think about how I want to be in them and walk trails in them. but for tonight I’m at this very economical hotel called Round Hill Inn, in Orange—$120.00 total for the night. It’s really a sweet spot. It’s time for a few laps in the pool. Wish you could be here with me, but there’s no one in the pool right now.

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    1. After the Storm (Hidden Beauty Part 2)

      After the Storm (Hidden Beauty Part 2)

      The flurry of snow scenes in the last couple of blogs reveals my love of winter. I last blogged from a mountain trail in a white-out storm in Colorado.

      I returned to that trail one year later (see video) and paused in the silence. Its beauty reminded me of St. Augustine’s writing on how nature points to God. Check out this passage of his from the Confessions:

      I asked the earth, and it answered. “I am not He.” … I asked the sea and the deeps and the creeping things, and they answered, “We are not your God, seek higher.” I asked the winds that blow, and the whole air with all that is in it answered, “I am not God.” I asked the heavens and the sun, the moon, the stars, and they answered, “Neither are we God whom you seek.” And I said to all the things and the throng about the gateways of the senses: “Tell me of my God since you are not He. Tell me something about Him.” And they cried out in a great voice: “He made us.”

      The Treasure:
      Creation is God’s craftsmanship on display for us to enjoy. It invites us to ponder His majesty and give Him our hearts.

      If you’d rather read than watch the video, here’s the full video transcript:

      One year ago this month I was standing in this exact place on Morning Star Trail in snowshoes. If you remember it was a blizzard, and I said how things can look gray all around us—but that there’s beauty if we were to see beyond the gray of the storm. I just wanted to show you what it looks like on a beautiful, blue-sky day in the middle of the Aspen trees at 9,600 feet elevation with snowcapped mountains all around. So, a whole year has gone by, and maybe one year ago you were in the gray in a storm and hopefully you’ve come to some new beginnings this year. I know I have and I’m very grateful to have some of that trek up the path behind me and to be able to look out over beauty. We can’t be in the beauty all of the time, but when we are, it sure is nice to enjoy every moment of it.

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    2. Hidden Beauty

      Hidden Beauty

      I wish I could go back and talk to the woman who said, “I feel guilty because I doubt God.” Would I give her ten top reasons to trust God when she can’t see to take her next step? Although there are many more than ten, that wouldn’t be my first response.

      I think I’d say, “I doubt too.”

      I’d tell her about the time a white-out storm blocked my view and how scared I was to put one step in front of the other. I’d tell her how, in time, the storm became the catalyst that helped me deal with my doubt.

      My ninety-six-year-old grandfather, Harry the Ancient, once told me, “The first hundred years are the hardest.” He lingered with me in that reality before giving me the second half of ancient wisdom, “But God is good and can be fully trusted with your life.”

      My grandfather’s words began to awaken me from spiritual amnesia to see the evidence of God and to begin shifting from doubt, into a posture of trust.

      Someday I will thank that woman for her honesty. Her words gave me a visual—God embracing her with His left arm and opening His right palm for her to deposit all of her doubt—and the guilt that went with it. What a beautiful picture.

      This reminds me of a snowshoe trail my friend and I hiked in a white-out storm on a mountain in Colorado (see video below). There was no color that day—only gray. But when I returned to that trail one year later the pristine view took my breath away. In the white-out days of life, there is always more going on than we can see as we shift from doubt to trust.

      The Treasure: “Honest doubt sends us on a quest for what is true and real, for that which we cannot only give intellectual assent, but can entrust our very lives to.”
      (from Your God is Too Safe, by Mark Buchanan)

      If you’d rather read than watch the video, here’s the full video transcript:

      Hey! I’m out here in the cold weather on Morning Star Snowshoe Trail in Colorado. You’ll notice behind me maybe some skiers coming down…and then there’s this snow shoe trail. The thing that occurs to me today is – sometimes life can look all gray. Actually, if we could see—if it were clear, there’s an amazing beauty all around us up here. But it’s so gray, all we can see is the snow, the trees near us, and just a little bit in front of us. And that’s the way it is in life. Sometimes we plod along with one foot in front of the other on snow shoes, and sometimes we can be like skiers that are coming down—whisking down knowing exactly where they’re going. So wherever we are in our lives—whether we’re plodding along one step at a time, or whether we’re whisking along knowing exactly where we’re going, it’s worth it to walk every step with God. See you next time.

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