This Easter Monday, I think I’ll let one of my favourite poets have a word:
Love bade me welcome; yet my soul drew back,
Guilty of dust and sin.
But quick-eyed Love, observing me grow slack
From my first entrance in,
Drew nearer to me, sweetly questioning
If I lack’d anything.
‘A guest,’ I answer’d, ‘worthy to be here:’
‘Love said, ‘You shall be he.’
‘I, the unkind, ungrateful? Ah, my dear,
I cannot look on Thee.’
Love took my hand and smiling did reply,
‘Who made the eyes but I?’
‘Truth, Lord; but I have marr’d them: let my shame
Go where it doth deserve.’
‘And know you not,’ says Love, ‘Who bore the blame?’
‘My dear, then I will serve.’
‘You must sit down,’ says Love, ‘and taste my meat.’
So I did sit and eat.
This one is for my parents …
They were rock climbers in their day. Back when your harness was a rope tied around your waist; you climbed in your weigh-a-ton hiking boots and the body-belay was alive and well.
Talk about crazy!
Here are the grandbabies, following in those footsteps (albeit with a few technical advantages).
Cutest lay-back ever.
Some three year olds, they haven’t heard of fear.
Five year olds, however, know when it is high (THAAAT’s cool, I’m coming down now).
Pleased with himself!
Peruse peruse, which route to climb?
This girl does not give up.
Another somebody got a climbing harness for her birthday …
And once you turn 12, you hang in there and get that piece protection out. (Or stay there ’til tomorrow. Or forever. Only joking! Sort of.)
Gorgeous (frigid) lake-water for afterwards.
With a big thank you to my folks for many happy happy days and nights spent in the mountains when I was growing up …
Time it was, and what a time it was …
emotional; exhausting; beautiful; home.
A time for love and family and dear friends and too little time …
laughing and remembering and catching up on lives.
Precious hello’s and hard goodbye’s …
there and back again.
Our hearts and feet dragging to leave our land, our people; our heads clear that island living is where we are to be – here and now.
All of it a gift in every way.
May we know the love of Christ, which passes knowledge, that we may be filled with all the fullness of God.
He is able to far exceed all that we may ask or imagine, according to His power that works within us – that Christ Jesus may be the glory of the church through all the ages, world without end. (Ephesians 3)
Well folks, the tekkies have been washed,
and the pile of snow jackets we collected for the mountain kingdom of Lesotho is ready.
Now we just have to throw our bathing suits in a bag, and off we are for a month to the Beloved Country!
Better go dig out those bathing suits …
Well, the day finally arrived and off we went to the beach. Two of us were up for swimming, two had colds and were not in the running, and Boy and Small were banned from the water (frozen small children are not very fun).
It was rather a cold day, actually.
With a whoop we set loose (can you spot us?)
Aaaargh, get me out of here!
My wild child, this is her thing.
Time to defrost island-style.
Very, very, very awake (and happy)!
Since we live out here in the ‘tropics’ as far as the rest of Canada is concerned, we don’t see snow that often, and when it does come it doesn’t stick around for long. But when it comes, oh my, there is no school for that day, that’s for sure. It’s time for fun all day outside until they tumble back into the house, chilled and ravenous, leaving pools of melted snow and wet gloves in heaps at the door.
And how I love my husband for all his chopping and stoking when there is a warm glow in the wood stove to welcome them in.
For me, this gorgeous white fluff floating down so gently and quietly from the sky feels like God’s peace itself coming down, covering everything in a hush of beauty; like a balm – I can’t get enough of it!
Maybe we should move north. (HA!)
A glimpse into our abode for the folks back home … step inside!
We have a lounge …
and a kitchen on the far end …
an actual dining room (in my books, anyway) …
In case you wondered, my house is ALWAYS tidy. Not.
Downstairs sports two bedrooms, a bathroom, and a laundry room no less.
And my favourite part?
That it’s always sunny on the inside!