daily life as life goes on . . .

This afternoon I had the great privilege of joining a group of seniors for "coffee".  One of our loved seniors had been living in a rural manor a ways from Kindersley.  Doreen has just returned. So, party time!!  The selected spot was the Kindersley Inn.  I changed to my party clothes and took off. Today I have no car.  My transportation was my bike.  The wind blew me there quite comfortably.  The ride back was a little less enjoyable (have you ever noticed that sand, when blown hard enough, turns into a beautiful wavy pattern?). Upon entering the house I emptied my pockets.  No cell phone. Now, I knew I had charged the phone earlier, and had placed it in my pocket.  Since then I had ridden, first to the post office and then to the cafe.  I jumped on my bike and retraced my path.  No phone. With a bit of fatigue catching up to me, I stepped into the house.  Now, sometimes the brain works best when least expected.  I took our land line phone and dialed the cell phone number.  I heard a slight ringing.  After four tries I tracked down the cell phone. Where? In the pocket of the blue jeans I had worn to the post office.  Unfortunately a change was not as good as a rest this time around! 

He looks good!  There is some color in my dad's face and his mind is thinking well.  Some nausea, but that can be expected after surgery.    Yesterday I drove to Saskatoon in the late afternoon and spent about an hour with dad.  He talked of a Scrabble game he is part of online, about some visitors who had dropped in, and about how he was feeling.  He dangled his legs over the bed today, sat in a wheelchair and got some rest.  Overall the signs are good, says his nurse.  In a few days he'll probably be transferred back to Rosetown  where he will do physio and recovery. That's a good start!

Recently Paul Young, writer of "The Shack", spoke at my brother-in-law's church.  I picked up the podcast and listened to it. When Paul was at Canadian Bible College (same time as my wife and I), he was a great storyteller.  Jill and I laughed and nodded in agreement as he talked of some of his experiences.  Some of his experiences came close to home -- he spoke of friends and situations that we knew.  That was fun!! So, today I took a look for a bit more on Paul.  I ran across an "apologist" who has a podcast of an interview he did with Paul.  Even as I'm listening right now, I'm being amazed.  Paul is a great apologist.  And he is actually listenable.  I would have very quickly jumped in and probably yelled and screamed.  Paul kept his head and heart. I guess that pushes me to look at the way I work with other people. I can tend to be impatient.  I can tend not to trust God to work in people's life.  It's all things I need to work on.  And I say these things in humility and a recognition that God is in the business of transforming people.  May that be so!!

Word from my sister.  Dad is out of surgery.  Wasn't a long one.  And he is doing well.