Today I worshipped
And shiny glass bits
Washed up on shore.
Green and purple
Glass, edges rounded,
Tossed up by pounding waves.
Child’s treasure. Burnished glass
And pebble stones
Worn smooth at lakes edge.
Today I worshipped.
And the stones
Cried out his praises,
While I hunted treasures
With a little boy.
At the evening service last night here at the ECC Annual Meeting the speaker spoke of how we must respond to the needs in the Congo. The Covenant has launched a project called Congo Kids powered by World Vision. Hoping to make an impact on the lives of kids in the area of the Congo known as the Nord Ubangi – the area I used to live in.
The needs of this extremely poor country are huge. This could make an impact. They are hoping to have water points in Gemena within 500 M of every home. No more walking all the way to Bokonzo to get drinking water for Pascaline, who did this for Willadeen and myself while we stayed there.
Water towers at Bokonzo.
The Canada Covenant is launching its own part of this project. This will happen in October so watch for it and think seriously about sponsoring a child from this project through World Vision. The money you give for support will go to development of the whole community in which the child lives.
Yesterday I made a trip to Saskatoon for the White Coat Ceremony for the 2nd year students at the College of Dentistry. This is basically a time before they begin treating live patients when they vow to practice their new profession ethically. This year the first class of the college was invited to cloak the students since this is our 40th anniversary since graduating.
As I pointed out to the other 6 of my classmates who were there, we left behind our own legacy, notably the “Boot Play” trophy which is still passed on to the student who makes the biggest gaff of the year. Like we did – to the student who left us to join the Med students. We had other disasters we celebrated later with much laughter – the gold crown getting its final polish that was sucked up into the vacuum system and the long hair that got entangled in the old belt driven slow speed handpiece. Those were the days!
Our class were the pioneers, making do in temporary quarters, learning to improvise when we lacked some tool. Good training. As Jim said we were a “first class” first class. Yesterday seven of us were there for the ceremony but all ten of us are living and the seven of us that were there still are practicing to some degree.
I spent the rest of the day applying for a new passport, had supper with Sara and saw her new lodging – way out on the south end of Saskatoon – a place that did not exist the last time I drove south of town. Then decided to spend the evening with Dave, Annette and kids; watched a movie and slept over.
Which is why I was up and driving home when the sun came up. I took advantage of a day with no fixed agenda to drive off the beaten track and snap the red sky as the sun came over the fields and forest.
It really is too bad such good things have to come to an end.
Banff was lovely and Leo does make reservations at the classiest hotels – king sized comfort. Not quite the Fairmont Banff Springs but close enough for our budget. Leo was on educational leave and of course that helps. And keeps him busy so there is small chance of boredom setting in.
We had a fair amount of rain to deal with but that didn’t stop us from venturing out on a raft trip.
And I went for a hike with my sisters – my younger sisters – and we hiked to the top of Sulphur Mountain. Took 2.5 hours and I just about died! If I did that every day I would either die younger or be in much better shape.
We travelled up to Jasper and through Edmonton on the way home. I think I liked the Maligne River Canyon most for its beauty and for the marvelous force of the water which has carved a canyon for itself.
Now today, I have been back at the computer. Working on an article, reading, starting to gear up for a full week to come.
It is our last full day in Costa Rica. We will take the kids on a short nature walk in the jungle this morning and then go off to the hot springs – Tabacon- for the afternoon.
This is the view from the hotel window. A stunning view over the lake.The road to Tabacon from here is very slow – about 10K ph slowing for the many rocks – but the hot springs resort is so nice.
The water in that stream is about 30 C – like a hot bath. Tomorrow back to winter.
This is crazy. I am relaxing too hard to have time to post any of the pictures I’ve taken.
Actually, when I did have some time the internet was down. So, I will see if I can squeeze it into my busy schedule in the next couple of days.
We drove about 5 hours today on some of the windiest narrow and rough roads up to the volcano at Arenal. This resort is no 5 star job. No coffee pots in rooms. No clocks in rooms. Only 2 towels for 4 people. Pool frigid. Most items on the menu were not available.
The saving grace of the place is the exquisite beauty. We look over Lake Arenal to the volcano.
and now it seems as if sleep eludes me. So here I sit at the computer fiddling with my header and such.
First news this morning was that oldest son had rolled his vehicle on his way to a town about 4 hours from PA. Made me very concerned for him as well as for my own travels home from Alberta.
But he is OK, spending the night in hospital though. I guess it is prudent for a hospital to make sure the young lawyer is adequately observed so as to avoid any pesky questions later. He does have a broken collarbone and I guess is pretty sore.
My trip home was uneventful. There were some slippery sections along the way but nothing my trusty tires couldn’t handle. And I really did not want to put them to the test so I was careful.
Made it back in good time for tonight’s council meeting. Maybe that is what left me sleepless – not that it wasn’t good but sometimes I feel a bit overwhelmed at the things there are that must be done. Oh, volunteers, where are you?
There really is nothing better than visiting friends in the field. I am always refreshed – body and soul.
The first morning I woke up to a beautiful display of colour. I think God must live in the area.
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