God’s love travels with us. I am grateful.
It’s 1:45 and we’re on our way. We’ve started with a wonderful morning. Rev. Nancy spoke on the story of Esther with the theme line, “For such a time as this.” For the last five years I’ve talked about writing an inspirational travel blog. I guess I’ve been waiting “for such a time as this”. The hymns, the prayers, the entire service seemed to affirm my intention to use this trip as an opportunity to seek God through the whole trip. This morning, surely God was speaking in our church, to me and I’m sure to many others.
Loading up was very smooth. Besides the car packed solid, we’ve a ski box on the roof. That’s carrying grandson Chris’ skiis and x-box and sundry other things. I think our car will be needing God’s help on this cross country journey. For sure it won’t be giving it’s customary low mileage, although the gauge in the car shows it hovering between 5 and 6 litres per 100 km. That’s still better than many cars. We must be driving on the wings of God’s Spirit.
The wonders of modern technology have brought us good news from home. Granddaughter Ellie and her under 15 rugby team won the provincial championships this morning. Grandson Zachary and his under 18 rugby team won the provincial championships this afternoon. All in all, quite a day for our family. It was fun to text back and forth and feel included. Oh, how I hate to miss anything.
By 7:00 p.m. we are settling onto my sister Sharon’s couch, glass of wine in hand wrapped in her love and hospitality. We breathe deeply of the delicious aroma of homemade lentil soup simmering on the stove, a gift made by Sharon’s friend, as a special welcome for her weary family.
Once again, God has reminded me that we are truly blessed. Yes, we have left family behind and we will miss them. And yes, we are travelling to family, our loved ones we see once a year or less. We will renew connections with precious friends as well. We are not alone on this adventure. God’s gifts of people, events, and scenery are waiting for us all along the way. I am truly grateful.
Sharon’s apartment is on the fourth floor. This picture was taken from the parking lot below so I wouldn’t have glare from her window. The huge window with this view is a writer’s dream. She says I can use it this afternoon. Blessings continue to pour down.