My heart thumped in my chest as the current in the river picked up speed and the water roiled about me. I knew that I was approaching one of the largest rapids I had ever navigated as the river began to funnel itself into a narrow chute ahead. I had spent the previous day paddling […]
About Leah Fuller
The Gift of Presence
“Do you believe that God is with you, right now while the lightning crashes overhead and the creek rises below?” The two college students I addressed had been leading all through the long hard day, and they glanced around them, their eyes wildly looking for some sense of safety and security. We had evacuated an […]
Called to Adversity
The cold rain pelted us; the rushing river was already full and continued to rise as we huddled on the bank trying to stay warm. All 13 of us moved together like penguins, stamping our feet and trying to generate as much warmth as we could for one another. We made constant adjustments to the […]
Don’t Just Do Something…Stand There
In the world of wilderness rescue medicine, one phrase stands out as the starting point for any care you might need to provide. “Don’t just do something…stand there”. There are reasons this phrase is so important. First, the world of rescue already exists on the edge where people are in isolated places away from the […]
The Empty Pot
Today, I’d like to tell you a story. A children’s story. Anyone who knows me, knows that God rarely speaks to me through deep theological conversations or powerful worship experiences. Nope, He has chosen more often than not to bring His word of truth to me in the form of a story meant for children. […]
Never Alone
I was all alone. Well, alone with my paddle, my boat, and my life jacket. A few weeks ago, some friends and I journeyed east to go whitewater canoeing on a few rivers. The trip was partially for training purposes and partially just for the excitement and challenge of paddling an unknown river and some […]
A Journey of Descent
On a recent solo, I found myself standing in the middle of a creek under a sycamore tree that had begun to shed its leaves. I was simply watching each leaf as it detached from the branch and floated gently to the water. As it landed on the water, I was struck that it did […]
