When you were a child, how did you respond to the question, “What will you be when you grow up?” I’d blurt out, “I’m going to be an Indian and ride horses all day.” With good humor my parents and their friends chuckled. I’m sure they scratched their heads and pondered, “How do you become an Indian from a Slavic dad and a Norwegian mom?”
How could I have dreamt something so far-fetched? And for a girl! Did you have crazy dreams like that too? As outrageous as it sounds, God used that dream to glorify Him. Crazy? It has been!
For that dream took me on an adventure of a lifetime into the Bob Marshall Wilderness of Montana. For most of 15 years, from May through December, I rode my horse and led guests on horse pack trips over the craggy trails of the Rocky Mountains. Mules traipsed behind, laden down with our duffel and camping gear. They were incredible years where I learned how to survive in the wilderness (and knock ice off my sleeping bag). And although I didn’t sleep in a teepee, I did sleep under the stars, under a wicki-up, and in a tent. In the evening we’d tell stories around the campfire, and then I’d toss my bedroll under a tall pine tree. I’d fall asleep to the serenade of the coyotes and wake to the first gleam of dawn with the chatter from the birds. I loved it—unless there were grizzly bears prowling around—and there were several of them!
As crazy as it was, I lived the dream that God put in my heart; I’d lived like an Indian and rode my horse all day. But the best was yet to come! God whispered in my heart that He wanted me to write of my adventures as parables, in a devotional format, that revealed His love. So I’ve corralled those Wild West stories of when the wilderness reduced my life to bare bones. Every day proved simple; either I lived or I died. If I lived, tackled another day of adventures, like with grizzly bears, falling off cliffs, and forest fires, days where God would rescue me.
I’d like to invite you to saddle up and ride with me through the pages of my books for an adventure of a lifetime.