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Well, the day in Prince Albert went very quickly.  From an informal jazz concert in the basement of Rick Lett’s to a three hour tour and discussion of renovations at the New Life Indian Alliance Fellowship church, to a steak supper at our daughter’s with a DQ chaser! (Sorry to those we missed seeing!!)

This morning we awoke to threatening skies in Prince Albert.  As the day progressed and we moved farther away, we heard the storms settled in.  I trust all are well in that area of the country!  Our way home included two hospital visits and 3 1/2 hours of driving.

Glad to be home.  May the rest of this evening be refreshing and rejuvenating!

Off to Prince Albert

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For the past few months, we as a church have been contemplating working with a native church in Prince Albert doing some renovations. Tomorrow I will head up to Prince Albert. Harvey Penner will accompany me.

Harvey knows renovations. He is retired (whatever that means!) and was able to take the time off. His expertise will be very helpful.

Jill will come along and we will stay overnight at my daughter’s place. An added bonus!!

Then Tuesday we will head back. A few stops on the way (hospital visits, photocopier repair updates, concert preparations, and whatever else comes our way).

Not quite a holiday, but at least a change in pace. Should be good!!

Days like these

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I awoke to an adventure today. 

The church’s old map came down a few days ago.  Amazing — the USSR was still around in 1990, when that map was copyrighted.  Now, the new map shows many different country states.  Georgia is right there in brown.  And many other countries whose names I do not know.  Used to be that naming the countries of the world was relatively easy.  Now there are many more countries, although the dirt is still the same!

So, today we installed a new map.  I had picked up the adhesive in Saskatoon — not enough around here.  But way too much for the job.  I came home with 3/4 of the paste still in the container.

The map looks great.

So, we (Jenn, Matt and I) had coffee.  Then at noon we departed to our own separate ways.

Perceptions

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Today we stepped into a laser printer store.  They are not really retail.  Somewhat wholesale.  All business.  Sales oriented with service personnel.

We were directed to a sales representative — Dale. 

Dale is 6′ 4″ – or so we would guess.  He began his pitch but was not ready to sell us anything off the floor.  No price on the used printers, but lots of information.  And much more data on new printers which could be made available right away.

He was knowledgeable, friendly, opinionated and talkative.

About 3/4 of the way through the presentation Dale left to get some further information.  Both my wife and I turned to each other.  We remarked, almost in one breath, that he was just like our son.  Tall, talkative, opinionated and knowledgeable.  Even his gestures and catch phrases were the same.

And so, our thoughts of who Dale was carried baggage.  We formed an opinion much more quickly than we should have — both for good and bad! 

Then we heard that Dale had farmed for 13 years.  Our son never farmed.  Other hints let us know that these were two different people.

And yet . . . somehow the perceptions stick.  And we wonder why we have trouble accepting other people for who they are!!