From the climes of South America, Buenos Aires, our son, Tim, has just flown in.
He began his travels yesterday night, flew non-stop to Toronto. Then onward to Saskatoon. We picked him up this morning around 11:15 and now the evening is completing. He’s getting his wi-fi up and running on his computer. We are preparing for bed and life goes on!! This is great to have him home — we’ll see what adventures await us in the following weeks.
Today I sat in my home office (OK, it’s actually a bedroom equipped with a computer or two). I pulled out some equipment — quietly strung wires to another bedroom. After hooking up a microphone and DI box (a great name for audio geeks!) I was ready.
Richard arrived shortly after 10:00 and by around 1:30 we had recorded the basics for two songs. One song is the old faithful, “Amazing Grace” — the other an original composition called “Everything.”
The micing of the guitar was actually “sweet”, as one of our musician friends from past years would say. When the songs were done, I spun off a CD for him.
And that, my friends, is just plain fun!!
Sometimes I don’t think so.
But then I look back at my journals. Each day has at least a page of thoughts and activities recorded. The journals go back to at least 1994. After 25 years, there’s always something new!
Take yesterday, for example.
Here I am inhaling smoke with a smoker. Not a usual activity — and this happened to be just outside the hospital. Today, I’m back talking with the same fellow. No smoke today, we’re inside the hospital. There’s much more to this story — maybe I’ll let you read my journal someday!
Today, I’m at work at 6:00 am. I escape the office at 2:30 with bottles in hand to return to our local recycler — a part of a bottle drive for our children’s program. Tonight will see me enjoying our youth as we talk, snack and study the Bible.
Tomorrow? Looks like I’ll do some engineering for a recording session with a budding guitarist/composer/singer. And then supper with relatives.
And the next day? Well, let’s take it one day at a time!!
Often a visit to the hospital is in the midst of pain and real suffering. These visits are as much about calm and prayer as they are about alleviating pain (which is more properly placed in the hands of the physicians).
Today, I had the opportunity to visit with two people. Both are in varying physical stages of life — neither situation is comfortable but certainly not debilitating.
So the discussion was more an opportunity to explore thoughts. The one discussion I left saying I would like to continue at another point when they arrive back home. The other was more a wide ranging discussion on life issues. I left encouraging journalling, Bible study and prayer.
These visits I enjoy. There is a promise of further interaction, plus a sense that God can continue to transform lives. And so, “May God work his will, doing that which is good and right for those involved!”