Out here at LH Coffee Bar, we serve more than just a good cup of coffee. We serve legacy. We serve stories. We serve reminders that sometimes, the quiet moments — a sunrise over a still lake or a mountain peak etched in the distance — speak the loudest.
That little blue canoe of ours?
She’s worn, chipped, and full of memory. She’s ferried folks across water that looked like glass and through waters that tried to swallow the day whole. But every time I glance at her resting on the bank, I remember a much bigger journey — one that didn’t happen on water, but high on a mountain.
Years ago, when I was just a teenager, I climbed Mt. McLoughlin. It’s no easy trail — steep, relentless, rocky. But I wasn’t alone. I hiked it with a man from our church youth group.
He was completely blind.
He’d made a quiet vow — he wanted to climb just one mountain in his lifetime. Not because he could see the view, but because he believed it was worth reaching the summit anyway.
I’ll never forget holding out my hand, guiding him over loose rock, narrating every twist and switchback. He never hesitated. Never once asked how far we had left. He just kept walking in step, trusting the voice beside him.
That climb taught me more than any sermon ever could.
It taught me what it means to walk by faith, not by sight.
“For we walk by faith, not by sight.” — 2 Corinthians 5:7
It showed me that courage isn’t always loud — sometimes, it’s the steady footfall of a man who can’t see the trail, but still believes in the top of the mountain.
Now, every time I launch that little canoe into the water, I think of that summit. I think of the blind man who taught me how to see. I think of how faith asks us to trust the unseen — not just in the wilderness, but in our calling.
At LH Coffee Bar, we want to be more than just your morning stop. We want to be a place where faith floats, where legacy lingers, and where the stories you carry remind you to climb your own mountain — even when you can’t see the peak.
Whether you’re paddling through stillness or hiking up the hard places, let your walk — or your paddle — be guided by faith.
We’ll have the coffee ready when you come back down.
2 comments
Wonderful blog and you and family have proven to stay true to this. Your house is always open even in the middle of the night when times get tough and all you need is a hug. As Tim McGraw said in his song
I stopped off at a Texaco, bought a Slim Jim and a coke
Parked out by the water just to watch that river flow
Grabbed my guitar from the back seat, wrote a song just for me
And I sung it for the blue sky and a couple live oak trees
I thought of home, grabbed my phone from my pocket
And I called mama
Yes mama and everybody before her are important and who made us for what we are today
WM
Love this