home again
At home again in Red Deer. I woke up before 5 a.m. to check for snow, but there was none. I'm earning some cash these days doing snow removal with my brothers. I spent the day walking to different stores, doing some Christmas shopping for friends overseas. I was always encouraged to receive gifts when I was far away from home, so I hope to spread some cheer to a few friends who live outside of their cultures far away from home.
The weekend was good. Our retreat to the mountains was refreshing. We had times of prayer, worship, silence, and after two days, broke a fast with communion and then some amazing food at a Korean restaurant. On our way, we helped someone push their stalled car to the side of the road. Turns out it was the owner of the restaurant where we enjoyed our food. I had spicy pork bulgogi, kim chi, wonton soup, and other delights. It made me miss Asia and many of my Korean friends.
And I did take some photographs with that old Japanese camera, here's a sample collage:
Alberta is beautiful at all times of the year. On the way to the mountains we drove down my favourite stretch of road in Western Alberta: highway 567 between Airdrie and Cochrane. The road curves and winds through hills toward the mountains. The fields, left bare after the harvest stretched as far as the eye could see like a soft, brown sweater. I plan to write a poem about that span of road some day. It will include the following:
go there
this is God's country
could tell by the mess he left
all over the hills and sky
I want to return soon to the mountains. Their steadfastness, their solidity, give me strength. With that strength I hope to face the week and weeks ahead.
Be sure to explore my new PoemPicture, a look at John 9, a meditation on the story of the man born blind; I created it during a time of quiet. You can see it here.
Andrew's Background Tunes
Pilate
Caught By the Window
The weekend was good. Our retreat to the mountains was refreshing. We had times of prayer, worship, silence, and after two days, broke a fast with communion and then some amazing food at a Korean restaurant. On our way, we helped someone push their stalled car to the side of the road. Turns out it was the owner of the restaurant where we enjoyed our food. I had spicy pork bulgogi, kim chi, wonton soup, and other delights. It made me miss Asia and many of my Korean friends.
And I did take some photographs with that old Japanese camera, here's a sample collage:
Alberta is beautiful at all times of the year. On the way to the mountains we drove down my favourite stretch of road in Western Alberta: highway 567 between Airdrie and Cochrane. The road curves and winds through hills toward the mountains. The fields, left bare after the harvest stretched as far as the eye could see like a soft, brown sweater. I plan to write a poem about that span of road some day. It will include the following:
go there
this is God's country
could tell by the mess he left
all over the hills and sky
I want to return soon to the mountains. Their steadfastness, their solidity, give me strength. With that strength I hope to face the week and weeks ahead.
Be sure to explore my new PoemPicture, a look at John 9, a meditation on the story of the man born blind; I created it during a time of quiet. You can see it here.
Andrew's Background Tunes
Pilate
Caught By the Window