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High Country CommentaryHigh Country CommentaryA Separate CountryWritten by: Ed ChinnNarrated by: Kara Lea KennedyWashington, DC, summer of 1994. From the muggy blanket of city heat, sounds, and odors, I stepped into a new and magical cocoon of coffee aroma, cool air, muted greens and charcoals, and Sinatra crooning “In the Wee Small Hours.”They called the place “Starbucks.”It was more than a coffee shop. I had surely slipped through a hidden door in the cosmos, passing from mess and madness into peace and protection.One day, I noticed the 23rd Psalm reads like David wr...2025-05-0804 minThe Timberline LetterThe Timberline LetterA Separate Country Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe2025-05-0704 minHigh Country CommentaryHigh Country CommentaryThe Holy Moment of ReleaseI was sitting in a session of occupational therapy, watching the therapist patiently yet persistently coach my son, Caleb.“Release.”The room was small. The air was thick. I was intent, watching Caleb’s face. He was even more focused. He stared at the toy car he had grasped moments before, willing his fingers to open and release the object. Naturally, Caleb wanted the easy way out. He wanted to use his right hand to pry it from his left hand. It was a painstaking moment.The therapist’s calm voice continue...2025-05-0103 minThe Timberline LetterThe Timberline LetterThe Holy Moment of Release Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe2025-04-3003 minThe Timberline LetterThe Timberline LetterFighting for Blessings Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe2025-04-3003 minHigh Country CommentaryHigh Country CommentaryFighting for BlessingsAs a sophomore in high school, a friend once told me I had not landed the role I so desperately wanted in the school play. But my mom refused to believe it. She had seen my work, heard the lines, and even witnessed a miraculous answer to prayer when I could not eke out a New Yorker accent for days. After asking God for help, I woke up speaking with a voice that would make Barbra Streisand proud. Mom just knew I had the part. So, she drove us to the school to look at the list ourselves.2025-04-2403 minHigh Country CommentaryHigh Country CommentaryThe Way of a TreeWritten By: Ed ChinnNarrated By: Kara Lea KennedyLouis, an old Basque shepherd, wrote of the night he and Baptista, another shepherd, moved over 200 sheep through a high mountain pass. Suddenly, “…a mountain lion sprung lazily, and likely without threat, across the trail ahead.”That mere sighting of a lion caused most of the sheep to silently plunge off a 300-foot cliff. “Splitting their bellies, breaking legs and backs … Baptista had to clamber down and cut their throats…”[1]People often inflict more damage on themselves than any external threat might bring. Seeing...2025-04-1704 minThe Timberline LetterThe Timberline LetterThe Way of a TreeNarrated by Kara Lea Kennedy Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe2025-04-1604 minThe Timberline LetterThe Timberline LetterFriendship AfloatNarrated by Kara Lea Kennedy Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe2025-04-1605 minHigh Country CommentaryHigh Country CommentaryFriendship AfloatWritten By: Craig DahlbergNarrated By: Kara Lea KennedyThe fight was on. Rick’s fists grazed my head as a giant, feather-engorged pillow collided with my face. Feathers exploded into the air, drifting throughout the cabin. When our pillows finally ran out of feathers, we called a time-out. It was 1958; we had just met aboard the USS United States.Steam billowed from the four turbine engines as we cruised east across the Atlantic. Ford Motor Company was transferring our fathers and moving our families to Germany. We had five days of open se...2025-04-1005 minHigh Country CommentaryHigh Country CommentaryMother Antonia’s Great AdventureWritten By: Ed ChinnNarrated By: Kara Lea KennedyMy grandma Chinn probably had Alzheimer’s. But we didn’t have a name for it in those days. Her quirks were just… “Grandma.” We knew her, not a disease. By the time her son, my dad, was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s a decade later, we knew a lot about it. In fact, I grew to despise my knowledge of that disease. I found it too easy to relate to Alzheimer’s, not to Dad.The Bible says that knowledge “puffs up.” Sure does. Knowledge is like...2025-04-0303 minThe Timberline LetterThe Timberline LetterMother Antonia's Great AdventureMy grandma Chinn probably had Alzheimer’s. But we didn’t have a name for it in those days. Her quirks were just… “Grandma.” We knew her, not a disease. By the time her son, my dad, was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s a decade later, we knew a lot about it. In fact, I grew to despise my knowledge of that disease. I found it too easy to relate to Alzheimer’s, not to Dad.The Bible says that knowledge “puffs up.” Sure does. Knowledge is like vodka; a little of it gives the bluster, the ignorance, and the permission...2025-04-0303 minThe Timberline LetterThe Timberline LetterSpringing to Life Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe2025-04-0305 minHigh Country CommentaryHigh Country CommentarySpringing to LifeA springtime haze has settled across our property, a mixture of pollen and dust kicked into the atmosphere by my trusty rototiller. The air is alive with birdsong and bees buzzing past me as I sit atop my Massey Ferguson. It’s been several months since I’ve felt the desire to accomplish anything. I’m pregnant. But, in sweet mercy, the morning sickness has faded just as the peak planting season has come into full focus.Last year, my overalls, boots, and ball cap had me dressed like an old man. Now, I walk like o...2025-03-2705 minThe Timberline LetterThe Timberline LetterWhat I Learned at the Movies Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe2025-03-2004 minHigh Country CommentaryHigh Country CommentaryWhat I Learned at the MoviesWritten By: Darrell HarrisNarrated By: Kara Lea KennedyMy love affair with movies began in 1955. I was six years old, looking up at James Dean on the big screen in East of Eden. I watched his brooding character Cal come to terms with the soiled dove that was his mother, while also destroying the ice that could transport his father’s lettuce crop to market. As the film concludes, we see Cal caring for this aging, ailing, self-righteous patriarch.A six-year-old could not possibly unpack the complexity of all that. But seventy ye...2025-03-2004 minThe Timberline LetterThe Timberline LetterA Timberline LifeOnce, in a race against famine in Mexico, and having no tractors or oxen, agronomist Norman Borlaug and his associates made harnesses for themselves in order to pull cultivators. They pulled them many miles, knowing they were racing against time to save a nation.Borlaug was not rich, entertaining, or charismatic. So, how did he become one of the most significant people in world history?Because of wheat. Most of the world’s wheat today comes from the disease-resistant, high-yield varieties that Borlaug and his colleagues developed. When he won the 1970 Nobel Peace Prize, the co...2025-03-1306 minHigh Country CommentaryHigh Country CommentaryA Timberline LifeOnce, in a race against famine in Mexico, and having no tractors or oxen, agronomist Norman Borlaug and his associates made harnesses for themselves in order to pull cultivators. They pulled them many miles, knowing they were racing against time to save a nation.Borlaug was not rich, entertaining, or charismatic. So, how did he become one of the most significant people in world history?Because of wheat. Most of the world’s wheat today comes from the disease-resistant, high-yield varieties that Borlaug and his colleagues developed. When he won the 1970 Nobel Peace Prize, the co...2025-03-1306 minThe Timberline LetterThe Timberline LetterSmoke and HeartThe smoke pits are the beating heart of Terry Black’s Barbecue Restaurant. The aroma, thick enough to chew, drifts up over the pits like a fog bank.After dinner, my natural curiosity pulled me to the smoke pits. I stood in the shadows, watching the pit-master, half-concealed by the smoky clouds, systematically lift the heavy pit lids, stoke the orange coals, and meticulously arrange the various meats. Like a conductor, he knew each subtle maneuver to bring each cut to perfection.Fearing I was interrupting a religious rite, I gained his attention with a gu...2025-03-0605 minHigh Country CommentaryHigh Country CommentarySmoke and HeartThe smoke pits are the beating heart of Terry Black’s Barbecue Restaurant. The aroma, thick enough to chew, drifts up over the pits like a fog bank.After dinner, my natural curiosity pulled me to the smoke pits. I stood in the shadows, watching the pit-master, half-concealed by the smoky clouds, systematically lift the heavy pit lids, stoke the orange coals, and meticulously arrange the various meats. Like a conductor, he knew each subtle maneuver to bring each cut to perfection.Fearing I was interrupting a religious rite, I gained his attention with a gu...2025-03-0605 minThe Timberline LetterThe Timberline LetterThe Taste of SilenceIn 1988, Bieke Vandekerckhove, a 19-year-old university student in her native Belgium, was diagnosed with ALS (Lou Gehrig’s disease). At that time, the average life span with ALS after diagnoses was two to five years. She lived 27 years with it.Her only book, The Taste of Silence (English translation from Liturgical Press, 2015), is a beautiful, candid, sometimes searing, but wise view of her journey into ALS. Like so many others in history, she found a vast and pure view...in prison. But for Bieke, that prison was her body.What do you do when a li...2025-02-2704 minHigh Country CommentaryHigh Country CommentaryThe Taste of SilenceIn 1988, Bieke Vandekerckhove, a 19-year-old university student in her native Belgium, was diagnosed with ALS (Lou Gehrig’s disease). At that time, the average life span with ALS after diagnoses was two to five years. She lived 27 years with it.Her only book, The Taste of Silence (English translation from Liturgical Press, 2015), is a beautiful, candid, sometimes searing, but wise view of her journey into ALS. Like so many others in history, she found a vast and pure view...in prison. But for Bieke, that prison was her body.What do you do when a li...2025-02-2704 minThe Timberline LetterThe Timberline LetterPhotoshop Your DisappointmentsIn my childhood home, it was common to hear my dad laugh until he cried. He inherited that laugh from my grandma. I remember my friend’s face lighting up as my dad’s laughter shook the house. “I love your daddy’s laugh,” she told me. I treasured this effect his joy had on others. I was proud of him, not only for the things he had accomplished, but also for the humor he carried with him. I still am proud of him, for the same reason.Please understand, we didn’t laugh all the time. I remember t...2025-02-2004 minHigh Country CommentaryHigh Country CommentaryPhotoshop Your DisappointmentsIn my childhood home, it was common to hear my dad laugh until he cried. He inherited that laugh from my grandma. I remember my friend’s face lighting up as my dad’s laughter shook the house. “I love your daddy’s laugh,” she told me. I treasured this effect his joy had on others. I was proud of him, not only for the things he had accomplished, but also for the humor he carried with him. I still am proud of him, for the same reason.Please understand, we didn’t laugh all the time. I remember t...2025-02-2004 minThe Timberline LetterThe Timberline LetterSailorsIn the summer of 1992, while driving a dirt road near his Pratt, Kansas home, my dad saw a tractor—driverless—rolling across a field, pulling a land leveler.Dad felt a chill. He owned that equipment. His brother Harold had borrowed it and would have been driving it down that very road about that time. Dad soon found Harold lying beside the road. He was fully conscious, but Dad could see he was facing the worst day of his life.Harold’s death brought a hard freeze to our family landscape. But it blew a deep a...2025-02-1305 minHigh Country CommentaryHigh Country CommentarySailorsIn the summer of 1992, while driving a dirt road near his Pratt, Kansas home, my dad saw a tractor—driverless—rolling across a field, pulling a land leveler.Dad felt a chill. He owned that equipment. His brother Harold had borrowed it and would have been driving it down that very road about that time. Dad soon found Harold lying beside the road. He was fully conscious, but Dad could see he was facing the worst day of his life.Harold’s death brought a hard freeze to our family landscape. But it blew a deep a...2025-02-1305 minThe Timberline LetterThe Timberline LetterThe Fullness of TimeWhen I was nine years old, I wanted a bicycle more than anything. If you had a bike, the world was yours. Anything was possible. But bikes were expensive, and you could outgrow one so quickly.In 1961, my parents bought me a J.C. Higgins 26” Flightliner Bicycle for Christmas. Sears’ top of the line bike was red with whitewall tires, dual headlights, rear luggage rack, and chrome fenders. It was one of the most impressive things I had ever seen.The problem was that even with the seat set in its lowest position, I still coul...2025-02-0604 minHigh Country CommentaryHigh Country CommentaryThe Fullness of TimeWhen I was nine years old, I wanted a bicycle more than anything. If you had a bike, the world was yours. Anything was possible. But bikes were expensive, and you could outgrow one so quickly.In 1961, my parents bought me a J.C. Higgins 26” Flightliner Bicycle for Christmas. Sears’ top of the line bike was red with whitewall tires, dual headlights, rear luggage rack, and chrome fenders. It was one of the most impressive things I had ever seen.The problem was that even with the seat set in its lowest position, I still coul...2025-02-0604 minThe Timberline LetterThe Timberline LetterThrough the FirestormMy neurosurgeon declared my back a disaster zone. “You’ve got major problems in every part of your back, all the way down.” My MRI agreed; weird twists, turns and dead ends. Doc said it best, “Your back looks like a pack mule’s path down into the mine.”As the Los Angeles firestorm raged a few miles from my hospital room, needles had invaded veins in both my hands in preparation for my back surgery. Pain clawed my brain. The world around me—my body, other hospital patients, caregivers, and all those fighting flames—seemed to struggle against...2025-01-3005 minHigh Country CommentaryHigh Country CommentaryThrough the FirestormMy neurosurgeon declared my back a disaster zone. “You’ve got major problems in every part of your back, all the way down.” My MRI agreed; weird twists, turns and dead ends. Doc said it best, “Your back looks like a pack mule’s path down into the mine.”As the Los Angeles firestorm raged a few miles from my hospital room, needles had invaded veins in both my hands in preparation for my back surgery. Pain clawed my brain. The world around me—my body, other hospital patients, caregivers, and all those fighting flames—seemed to struggle against...2025-01-3005 minThe Timberline LetterThe Timberline LetterYou Can Only Keep What You Give AwayAs young Christian leaders, Bruce and Lenore Mitchell took God, life, their marriage, and faith seriously. But then something strange happened. Bruce began to feel they should give their possessions away. Furniture. Appliances. Even wedding gifts. Everything.After a few days, he cautiously shared his feelings with Lenore, only to discover she felt the same thing. She had been struggling with how to tell him! Confident that God was directing them, they began giving things away.Within a few days, everything was gone. Bruce recalls, “Even the original painting my grandmother had painted—a family heir...2025-01-2302 minHigh Country CommentaryHigh Country CommentaryYou Can Only Keep What You Give AwayAs young Christian leaders, Bruce and Lenore Mitchell took God, life, their marriage, and faith seriously. But then something strange happened. Bruce began to feel they should give their possessions away. Furniture. Appliances. Even wedding gifts. Everything.After a few days, he cautiously shared his feelings with Lenore, only to discover she felt the same thing. She had been struggling with how to tell him! Confident that God was directing them, they began giving things away.Within a few days, everything was gone. Bruce recalls, “Even the original painting my grandmother had painted—a family heir...2025-01-2302 minThe Timberline LetterThe Timberline LetterAll I Can DoIn 2011, my husband and I had just moved to Japan when the Tohoku earthquake—a 9.1 on the Richter scale—violently jolted the continent. Though we were four hours north of the epicenter, I thought a semi had slammed into our townhome. Doors slammed shut and open during the 6-minute terror. Had our shipment of household goods not been delayed, the earthquake would have thrown our dishes from the cabinets, toppled the TV, and sent picture frames crashing to the floor. Thankfully, our house was nearly empty.Afterwards, standing on my front steps and calling to neighbors up and...2025-01-1605 minHigh Country CommentaryHigh Country CommentaryAll I Can DoIn 2011, my husband and I had just moved to Japan when the Tohoku earthquake—a 9.1 on the Richter scale—violently jolted the continent. Though we were four hours north of the epicenter, I thought a semi had slammed into our townhome. Doors slammed shut and open during the 6-minute terror. Had our shipment of household goods not been delayed, the earthquake would have thrown our dishes from the cabinets, toppled the TV, and sent picture frames crashing to the floor. Thankfully, our house was nearly empty.Afterwards, standing on my front steps and calling to neighbors up and...2025-01-1605 minHigh Country CommentaryHigh Country CommentaryLiving Life in all the Ways It Might ComeA dear friend’s wife struggled with multiple sclerosis for over forty years. Then, during emergency surgery, she suffered a heart attack. When that same surgery revealed extensive cancer, they knew the end was near.To read my friend’s email about that grueling trial is to stand at the edge of a deep, wide, and humbling canyon. Yet, he summed it up so simply:“Life has to be lived in all the ways it might come to us.”Those simple words could only roll out of humility, brokenness, and grace. They des...2025-01-0904 minThe Timberline LetterThe Timberline LetterLiving Life in all the Ways It Might ComeA dear friend’s wife struggled with multiple sclerosis for over forty years. Then, during emergency surgery, she suffered a heart attack. When that same surgery revealed extensive cancer, they knew the end was near.To read my friend’s email about that grueling trial is to stand at the edge of a deep, wide, and humbling canyon. Yet, he summed it up so simply:“Life has to be lived in all the ways it might come to us.”Those simple words could only roll out of humility, brokenness, and grace. They des...2025-01-0904 minThe Timberline LetterThe Timberline LetterRiding the Rollercoaster TogetherIn 2015, I was cast as Annelle (the Daryl Hannah role) in “Steel Magnolias” at a small Phoenix theater. The theater was located in the corner of a strip mall, but it felt like I was on Broadway. He, my Great Uncle Wiley, was in the audience!Wiley was a giant of a man. A hunter, fisherman, golfer, business leader, and world-class uncle. As a little girl, growing up near them in Colorado, I was far more familiar with Aunt Alberta, his wife. My mom and I regularly went to their house to help her with housework. Afterwards, we s...2024-12-1905 minHigh Country CommentaryHigh Country CommentaryRiding the Rollercoaster TogetherIn 2015, I was cast as Annelle (the Daryl Hannah role) in “Steel Magnolias” at a small Phoenix theater. The theater was located in the corner of a strip mall, but it felt like I was on Broadway. He, my Great Uncle Wiley, was in the audience!Wiley was a giant of a man. A hunter, fisherman, golfer, business leader, and world-class uncle. As a little girl, growing up near them in Colorado, I was far more familiar with Aunt Alberta, his wife. My mom and I regularly went to their house to help her with housework. Afterwards, we s...2024-12-1905 minHigh Country CommentaryHigh Country CommentaryChristmas 1954Christmas of 1954 came ten years after my dad’s ship, the USS Princeton, was destroyed in the World War II Battle of Leyte Gulf. That hurled Dad into a long struggle with a psychological python. It also pulled him into wrestling with God; he prayed long and loud in our little house. Dad and his God scared me.That’s why my brothers and I grew up in the shadow of The Princeton. Also In 1954, Dad and Mom bought a home on nine acres at the edge of town. The morning after the closing, Dad hate...2024-12-1203 minThe Timberline LetterThe Timberline LetterChristmas 1954Christmas of 1954 came ten years after my dad’s ship, the USS Princeton, was destroyed in the World War II Battle of Leyte Gulf. That hurled Dad into a long struggle with a psychological python. It also pulled him into wrestling with God; he prayed long and loud in our little house. Dad and his God scared me.That’s why my brothers and I grew up in the shadow of The Princeton. Also In 1954, Dad and Mom bought a home on nine acres at the edge of town. The morning after the closing, Dad hate...2024-12-1203 minThe Timberline LetterThe Timberline LetterStill TogetherAs I turned into the military cemetery, I was happy to know that Wes Dahlberg, my dad, and my mother, Dee, would finally rest together.Their cremated remains sat side-by-side in my car’s back seat. Dad’s brass and mother- of-pearl cremation urn gleamed like a new sculpture. My mother’s identical urn showed nine years of tarnish as it awaited my father’s remains. All was now ready for their burials.Inside the glass welcoming room, the muted military décor celebrated the service of those buried here. The receptionist sported an irreverent shock of...2024-12-0505 minHigh Country CommentaryHigh Country CommentaryStill TogetherAs I turned into the military cemetery, I was happy to know that Wes Dahlberg, my dad, and my mother, Dee, would finally rest together.Their cremated remains sat side-by-side in my car’s back seat. Dad’s brass and mother- of-pearl cremation urn gleamed like a new sculpture. My mother’s identical urn showed nine years of tarnish as it awaited my father’s remains. All was now ready for their burials.Inside the glass welcoming room, the muted military décor celebrated the service of those buried here. The receptionist sported an irreverent shock of...2024-12-0505 minThe Timberline LetterThe Timberline LetterHow Can We Be So Sure?Astronomers believe the universe is about 93 billion light years in diameter, and that it holds about ten trillion galaxies. That number is likely a big underestimation, but it doesn’t matter. My head cannot grasp that information. In fact, look into any detail, direction, or dimension of anything; the only thing we know is that we don’t know. We don’t even know what we think we know. Apart from certain matters of faith and the heart, we don’t know much about anything.Yet, the great cultural mold of our time demands certitude. On everything. When’s t...2024-11-2105 minHigh Country CommentaryHigh Country CommentaryHow Can We Be So Sure?Astronomers believe the universe is about 93 billion light years in diameter, and that it holds about ten trillion galaxies. That number is likely a big underestimation, but it doesn’t matter. My head cannot grasp that information. In fact, look into any detail, direction, or dimension of anything; the only thing we know is that we don’t know. We don’t even know what we think we know. Apart from certain matters of faith and the heart, we don’t know much about anything.Yet, the great cultural mold of our time demands certitude. On everything. When’s t...2024-11-2105 minThe Timberline LetterThe Timberline LetterThe Good Work BeginsAs a newlywed back in 2008, I had just made myself a luscious bowl of yogurt and apples, garnished with oatmeal and cinnamon. I headed through the kitchen in my robe, cradling my precious breakfast as though it came from Le Cordon Bleu. In my fervor, I nearly collided with my bleary-eyed husband. Rather than his customary “Good morning, beautiful,” he looked down at my bountiful bowl and grumbled, “Wow. That’s a veritable truckload of oatmeal.”The death of a honeymoon.It seems to be a rite of passage for all of us, whether it be in rela...2024-11-1404 minHigh Country CommentaryHigh Country CommentaryThe Good Work BeginsAs a newlywed back in 2008, I had just made myself a luscious bowl of yogurt and apples, garnished with oatmeal and cinnamon. I headed through the kitchen in my robe, cradling my precious breakfast as though it came from Le Cordon Bleu. In my fervor, I nearly collided with my bleary-eyed husband. Rather than his customary “Good morning, beautiful,” he looked down at my bountiful bowl and grumbled, “Wow. That’s a veritable truckload of oatmeal.”The death of a honeymoon.It seems to be a rite of passage for all of us, whether it be in rela...2024-11-1404 minHigh Country CommentaryHigh Country CommentaryHomeI tried to be invisible as I scoped out the restaurant, a future rendezvous spot with our son’s family. But, as I scanned the menu and the ambiance, the six-foot three, early-30s host spotted me, blowing my cover.“How many, please?”“Uh, none. I’m just checking out your restaurant.”The host’s grin commanded his entire face. I returned an uncomfortable smile.“So, what do you do when you’re not here?” I vainly tried to normalize my peculiar behavior.“I work a lot. Fifty hours a week or more.”2024-11-0705 minThe Timberline LetterThe Timberline LetterHomeI tried to be invisible as I scoped out the restaurant, a future rendezvous spot with our son’s family. But, as I scanned the menu and the ambiance, the six-foot three, early-30s host spotted me, blowing my cover.“How many, please?”“Uh, none. I’m just checking out your restaurant.”The host’s grin commanded his entire face. I returned an uncomfortable smile.“So, what do you do when you’re not here?” I vainly tried to normalize my peculiar behavior.“I work a lot. Fifty hours a week or more.”2024-11-0705 minThe Timberline LetterThe Timberline LetterWho Does That Sort of Thing?Written by: Craig DahlbergNarrated by: Kara Lea KennedyHave you ever met a human pilot light, one always ready to ignite the flame of kindness in others? Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe2024-10-2405 minHigh Country CommentaryHigh Country CommentaryWho Does That Sort of Thing?Written by: Craig DahlbergNarrated by: Kara Lea KennedyHave you ever met a human pilot light, one always ready to ignite the flame of kindness in others? Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe2024-10-2405 minHigh Country CommentaryHigh Country CommentaryThe Line WalkersWhen World War II ended, the U.S. Navy released Jack Chinn to return to Kansas and rejoin his own life. Like many veterans, Dad brought the war home. Inevitably, his fatherhood borrowed a military model.I think that's why he was a stranger to me; it was impossible for a child to connect with a battle-scorched warrior. I needed but couldn’t find him; I later learned he looked for me too. But the circumstances of our lives simply booked us on trains bound for different places.But in the late 50s, ou...2024-10-1706 minThe Timberline LetterThe Timberline LetterThe Line WalkersWhen World War II ended, the U.S. Navy released Jack Chinn to return to Kansas and rejoin his own life. Like many veterans, Dad brought the war home. Inevitably, his fatherhood borrowed a military model.I think that's why he was a stranger to me; it was impossible for a child to connect with a battle-scorched warrior. I needed but couldn’t find him; I later learned he looked for me too. But the circumstances of our lives simply booked us on trains bound for different places.But in the late 50s, ou...2024-10-1706 minHigh Country CommentaryHigh Country CommentaryHow Will You Frame the Picture?You can't always control what's in the picture, but with the proper framing of a canvas, all else falls away.Author: Craig DahlbergNarrator: Kara Lea Kennedy Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe2024-10-0304 minThe Timberline LetterThe Timberline LetterHow Will You Frame the Picture?You can't always control what's in the picture, but with the proper framing of a canvas, all else falls away.Author: Craig DahlbergNarrator: Kara Lea Kennedy Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe2024-10-0304 minThe Timberline LetterThe Timberline LetterSpeak to the SignatureWhen I wrote for a conservative journal several years ago, one day my editor asked me to become more combative against “liberals.” When I told him I was not good at that, I heard myself say something I did not know before that moment: “God’s signature is written across every human heart; I’d rather speak to that signature.”To my surprise, he said, “Well, we sure need someone around here who can do that!” The subject never came up again.After a long estrangement from an old friend, I turned a corner...2024-09-2604 minHigh Country CommentaryHigh Country CommentarySpeak to the SignatureWhen I wrote for a conservative journal several years ago, one day my editor asked me to become more combative against “liberals.” When I told him I was not good at that, I heard myself say something I did not know before that moment: “God’s signature is written across every human heart; I’d rather speak to that signature.”To my surprise, he said, “Well, we sure need someone around here who can do that!” The subject never came up again.After a long estrangement from an old friend, I turned a corner...2024-09-2604 minHigh Country CommentaryHigh Country CommentaryWhat's Your Hurry?I tore across our field, maxing out the 24 horsepower, zero-turn mowing monster. A day of peaceful yard work quickly turned awry when my husband tromped through the grass, wearing his “I’m a man and I know machines” face. I knew he wasn’t approaching to tell me how pretty I was in my ball cap and tee shirt bearing the image of E.T., so I begrudgingly brought the mower to a stop. He yelled something, cranked the throttle from “happy-go-lucky turtle” to full “rabbit on methamphetamines,” and walked back to his beloved chainsaw.Interpreting the...2024-09-1904 minThe Timberline LetterThe Timberline LetterWhat's Your Hurry?I tore across our field, maxing out the 24 horsepower, zero-turn mowing monster. A day of peaceful yard work quickly turned awry when my husband tromped through the grass, wearing his “I’m a man and I know machines” face. I knew he wasn’t approaching to tell me how pretty I was in my ball cap and tee shirt bearing the image of E.T., so I begrudgingly brought the mower to a stop. He yelled something, cranked the throttle from “happy-go-lucky turtle” to full “rabbit on methamphetamines,” and walked back to his beloved chainsaw.Interpreting the...2024-09-1904 minThe Timberline LetterThe Timberline LetterCan We Talk?Twenty-five years ago, The Cluetrain Manifesto published “95 Theses” built around their observance of markets as conversations. Consider the top five of their theses:* Markets are conversations.* Markets consist of human beings, not demographic sectors.* Conversations among human beings sound human. They are conducted in a human voice.* Whether delivering information, opinions, perspectives, dissenting arguments or humorous asides, the human voice is typically open, natural, uncontrived.* People recognize each other as such from the sound of this voice.[1]So, What Happened to Marketplace Conversations?When I recent...2024-09-1206 minHigh Country CommentaryHigh Country CommentaryCan We Talk?Twenty-five years ago, The Cluetrain Manifesto published “95 Theses” built around their observance of markets as conversations. Consider the top five of their theses:* Markets are conversations.* Markets consist of human beings, not demographic sectors.* Conversations among human beings sound human. They are conducted in a human voice.* Whether delivering information, opinions, perspectives, dissenting arguments or humorous asides, the human voice is typically open, natural, uncontrived.* People recognize each other as such from the sound of this voice.[1]So, What Happened to Marketplace Conversations?When I recent...2024-09-1206 minHigh Country CommentaryHigh Country CommentaryWhat We Leave BehindHumans are carriers. We carry germs, car keys, dirty dishes, and other things. But sometimes we also leave essential things in the atmosphere.  Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe2024-09-0504 minThe Timberline LetterThe Timberline LetterWhat We Leave BehindHumans are carriers. We carry germs, car keys, dirty dishes, and other things. But sometimes we also leave essential things in the atmosphere.  Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe2024-09-0504 minHigh Country CommentaryHigh Country CommentaryWhen We Need New EyesOne of the greatest lines in history—six one-syllable words—comes from the old hymn, Amazing Grace: “Twas blind, but now I see.” That so often inscribes the summation of an act, a relationship, a failure, even a reach for the good. On October 30, 2007, a doctor dropped a diagnosis of cancer on Joanne, my wife. Over the following five months, we lived in a shadowland of sirens screaming through the night, conflicting reports, confusing options, and continuous testing. Her doctor grew increasingly pessimistic. In his darkest pronouncement, he suggested it may be time for “palliative care.”...2024-08-2905 minThe Timberline LetterThe Timberline LetterWhen We Need New EyesOne of the greatest lines in history—six one-syllable words—comes from the old hymn, Amazing Grace: “Twas blind, but now I see.” That so often inscribes the summation of an act, a relationship, a failure, even a reach for the good. On October 30, 2007, a doctor dropped a diagnosis of cancer on Joanne, my wife. Over the following five months, we lived in a shadowland of sirens screaming through the night, conflicting reports, confusing options, and continuous testing. Her doctor grew increasingly pessimistic. In his darkest pronouncement, he suggested it may be time for “palliative care.”...2024-08-2905 minThe Timberline LetterThe Timberline LetterFinding Your VoiceListen to the sounds that move you, the things that breathe inspiration into your bones, the voices that splash sound waves against your ear’s cochlea, the Spirit that breathes sound into your soul.Conversation between father and son:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AY35eXTKVLY Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe2024-08-2202 minHigh Country CommentaryHigh Country CommentaryFinding Your VoiceListen to the sounds that move you, the things that breathe inspiration into your bones, the voices that splash sound waves against your ear’s cochlea, the Spirit that breathes sound into your soul.Conversation between father and son:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AY35eXTKVLY Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe2024-08-2202 minHigh Country CommentaryHigh Country CommentaryThe Vow of StabilityStand, stable, in every season. Like a tree. Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe2024-08-2204 minThe Timberline LetterThe Timberline LetterThe Vow of StabilityStand, stable, in every season. Like a tree. Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe2024-08-2204 minThe Timberline LetterThe Timberline LetterWarriors in the RainWhat I saw the day my dad encountered an old enemy. Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe2024-08-1505 minHigh Country CommentaryHigh Country CommentaryWarriors in the RainWhat I saw the day my dad encountered an old enemy. Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe2024-08-1505 minThe Timberline LetterThe Timberline LetterLittle SliversThe little slivers of life can make big differences. Sometimes a mere sliver can even blaze a new trail...to the possible. Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe2024-08-0805 minHigh Country CommentaryHigh Country CommentaryLittle SliversThe little slivers of life can make big differences. Sometimes a mere sliver can even blaze a new trail...to the possible. Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe2024-08-0805 minThe Timberline LetterThe Timberline LetterWhere Do You Find Strength?A high-stakes medical drama leads one man to the wellsprings of vigor.By: John SommersNarrated by: Kara Lea Kennedy Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe2024-07-2509 minHigh Country CommentaryHigh Country CommentaryWhere Do You Find Strength?A high-stakes medical drama leads one man to the wellsprings of vigor.By: John SommersNarrated by: Kara Lea Kennedy Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe2024-07-2509 minThe Timberline LetterThe Timberline LetterThe Gift of SabbathThe Gift of SabbathFather Ron Rohlheiser reminds us of the life-essential practice of Sabbath. This post could save your life.https://ronrolheiser.com/en/ Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe2024-07-1802 minThe Timberline LetterThe Timberline LetterCrooked Old RiverCrooked Old RiverBook ReviewStep away into a book that captures grand adventure in another world. More than that, catch sight of the reality of what action does for and within us.You can find the book at Trapper’s website store or on Amazon. Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe2024-07-1804 minHigh Country CommentaryHigh Country CommentaryThe Glory of KingsThe Glory of KingsWhy are we placed on earth? How do we pay the rent on our planet space? Have we been called...to a purpose, a plan, a person, a people? Let's talk. Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe2024-07-1806 minThe Timberline LetterThe Timberline LetterThe Glory of KingsThe Glory of KingsWhy are we placed on earth? How do we pay the rent on our planet space? Have we been called...to a purpose, a plan, a person, a people? Let's talk. Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe2024-07-1806 minHigh Country CommentaryHigh Country CommentaryCrooked Old RiverCrooked Old RiverBook ReviewStep away into a book that captures grand adventure in another world. More than that, catch sight of the reality of what action does for and within us.You can find the book at Trapper’s website store or on Amazon. Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe2024-07-1804 minHigh Country CommentaryHigh Country CommentaryThe Gift of SabbathThe Gift of SabbathFather Ron Rohlheiser reminds us of the life-essential practice of Sabbath. This post could save your life.https://ronrolheiser.com/en/ Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe2024-07-1802 minHigh Country CommentaryHigh Country CommentaryArt + Faith Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe2024-06-1705 minThe Timberline LetterThe Timberline LetterArt + Faith Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe Get full access to The Timberline Letter at timberlineletter.substack.com/subscribe2024-06-1705 minProphecy Girls: A Buffy Rewatch PodcastProphecy Girls: A Buffy Rewatch PodcastS7E15: “Get It Done” (feat. Investigating Angel)Now aware of Robin Wood’s literal slayer provenance, Buffy shows him the operation: secret hideout, army of potentials, and of course, the big board. In return, Robin gives her a bag. Inside the bag is a box. Inside the box are shadow puppets. Will these figures hold the answer? No, they’re just more men telling Buffy how to be the slayer.   Sarah and Lea, hosts of Investigating Angel, join us to help recap this episode!   Hear us discuss… Dawn is holding this house together Why does Kennedy get to hang...2024-05-022h 08