Reading the Morning News

Hey, Guys.
Check out the story on B-1 of today's Morning Call.
It is entitled "Linking Logs in Lehigh County".
The teaser on the front page, left, is "Hidden in plain sight..."
I posted here on last month! See September 1st.
The Shelter House is one of the historic
log cabins that would be on the county driving tour.

Hands on. . .

Isn't this weather wonderful?
Saturday, I went to the Memory Day and Craft Fair in Emmaus.
It is sponsored by the Friends of 1803 House.
There was good food, musicians, a balloon-shaping clown, face painters, lots of crafts for sale and
several artisans demonstrating their work.
One was Ivan, the blind potter.
You could watch him shape a pot on his wheel.
Some people put their hands on his to feel what he "saw" as the pot formed.

More thinking about seeing.
In the psalms and in the prophets, like Jeremiah, we read that God is compared to a master potter who holds us and molds us. God sees the best in us and pulls it out of us...if we are willing to rest in God's hands.

The 1803 House was built by a Revolutionary War soldier and shoemaker-- Jacob Ehrenhardt, Jr. It is located on South Keystone Aveue and is one of the oldest structures in the borough.

Hidden in Plain View

I've heard that natives of Philadelphia have never seen the Liberty Bell. And that it is possible to live and work in Manhattan and never go to the top of the Empire State Building. So if you don't know where the "Shelter House" is in Emmaus, it's okay. Sort of.

This is an oak and chestnut loghouse built in 1734. It "sheltered" community members in times of Indian raids. Families lived in it until 1952 when it was purchased by a preservation society. Emmaus Borough now owns it and the Shelter House Society helps maintain it. Extensive repairs where made in 1991. Occasionally, it is open for tours. Don't miss your chance

to see this unique German colonial farmhouse.

There are treasures all around us. Eyes wide open, please!

They Raced in the Rain

Sunday, after worship at St. M's on Elm, I went over to Ridge Street. For the second day, there was a soap box derby being held. Boys and girls raced in the rain. I like the contrast in this photo between the youth, color, and speed of this contestant in contrast with the solid grey of the background. The cars were clocked at 16 to 18 mph at top speed near the end of the downhill run. But sometimes speed does not get you where you need to go. Sometimes you just have to go slow. The trick is knowing when to go slow and when to let go.