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“…the waters of Shiloah that go softly…” Isaiah‬ ‭8‬:‭6‬ 

Welcome to the Waters of Shiloah. My name is Dusty, and I am a full-time mechanic, part-time writer, part-time student, and full-time lover of words. Recently I have made a conscious effort to slow down my life and take advantage of each moment. My life is far from perfect, but it is beautiful in its way, and I ask you to join me on this journey we all must take. In these posts you will find funny stories from work, moving tributes to friends and family members passed, and lessons learned in faith and patience. But most of all, you will find my heart as I pour it out in ink. My hope is that something in these pages will resonate with those who read them and point you to the Saviour Jesus Christ, because He is the true Waters of Shiloah.

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Dusty Sterling
Feb 132 min read

I Hope You Find Your Blessing

My mother and I have a tradition: we text each other every morning, no matter where we are, how many time zones are between us, or how long we’ve been apart. It’s a lovely way to start the day. Recently, she began texting me the phrase “I hope you find your blessing today.” Wow, what a thought! To go through the day actively looking for God’s blessings! It has changed my outlook.                 Blessings like a burning sunrise, a warm spring morning, or a steaming cup of her

 
 
 
Dusty Sterling
Dec 20, 20252 min read

Stollen Time

Christmas traditions are spare in my family, the most persistent tradition being that we didn’t celebrate it at all for many years. But recently, various traditions from past years have been reborn. Driving through the neighborhood on Christmas Eve to look at all the lights. A decorative plate piled high with chilled fudge and placed on the sideboard. I would love to follow the Icelandic tradition and spend the entire night before Christmas curled up before the fireplace with

 
 
 
Dusty Sterling
Nov 25, 20251 min read

White Knights

Chivalry is dead, I thought; There are no good men left.  No men to defend our virtue, Or treat a woman like a queen.  Where are the White Knights of old Who wore our colors into battle? Who challenged evil in our name And returned to bow, worshipful, at our feet? But then a man held a church door for me; Smiled and looked me in the eye.  A man once loaned me his coat And pretended he wasn’t as cold as I. Some men are the thoughtful kind, Who halt lewd jokes in a lady’s prese

 
 
 
Dusty Sterling
Apr 16, 20251 min read

Highway of Eagles

They say that man wasn’t meant to fly, Yet some are born with wings in their soul. They hold a secret others may never know, The thrill...

 
 
 
Dusty Sterling
Nov 12, 20241 min read

A Dream is a Seed

A dream is not like the fog which flees from the sun. Nor like the winter snow that melts when its time is done. A dream is a seed...

 
 
 
Dusty Sterling
Mar 18, 20244 min read

Confessions of a New Crew Chief

I’m standing with my back to the wind that forever blows in Great Falls.  It blows so constantly that when locals travel to a place where...

 
 
 
Dusty Sterling
Jan 31, 20242 min read

Growing Pains

You said I could fly, could make a difference in the world. You told me great things were in store for me. You taught me how to...

 
 
 
Dusty Sterling
Sep 9, 20231 min read

What is Faith?

Faith is not that warm and fuzzy feeling you get when you can finally see how God is going to work out a problem. Faith doesn't come...

 
 
 
Dusty Sterling
Sep 9, 20233 min read

Where Heroes Died

Dusty Sterling I can remember only four times that I have knowingly stood where heroes died.  Gettysburg.  The Alamo.  The 9/11 Memorial....

 
 
 
Dusty Sterling
Apr 23, 20232 min read

The Cottonwood Tree

It shies not from the wind nor rain, snow nor burning sun. Standing sentinel behind the house it serves as shade, landmark, anchor for...

 
 
 
Dusty Sterling
Jan 22, 20231 min read

The Time We Had

I smile when I think of the years past and all the memories we made. Trips to the store for the iced tea that Grandma wanted with lunch -...

 
 
 
Dusty Sterling
Dec 21, 20224 min read

But if Not…

I remember screaming in the shower, crying out to God with all of my heart. I couldn't understand why he would bless me with so much then...

 
 
 
Dusty Sterling
Dec 17, 20222 min read

The Handkerchief

A cheerful morning sun, traffic humming up and down the street. The sharp thud of boots hitting the boardwalk and early risers running...

 
 
 
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