Wednesday, 5 July 2017

Birthday Lunch Date

Ellis smiles in his car seat on the way to his birthday lunch with Grandma and Grandpa B.  Thanks, Grandpa, for transferring the car seat, and for driving.
 The card I made him shows a pirate looking through his spyglass with the words  "I see you have a birthday."
Ellis is four years old today.
He never knew his great grandmother, but he was born on her birthday. She would have been pleased. His brother's birthday is two days from now; his cousin's is tomorrow, another cousin's was four days ago, his uncle's was yesterday. It's quite the birthday week for this family.
His great-great-grandmother's  and great-great-great-grandfather's birthdays also cluster around this date. Interesting how this happens in families!












This pirate puzzle requires concentration.
 It's finished before the food comes.

Fish and chips goes well with the informal pirate theme. "Don't pick pancakes," we told him.  "That's what you chose for your birthday dinner with the family!"

At times the overhead TV screen was a distraction to conversation, 
just as it is with the other Burnett boys.
Ellis chose a beautiful shiny ring with a pink "jewel' from the treasure chest at the door. Pirate treasure!

Too full for the chocolate cupcake, so we brought it home.
 Birthday party time with his brother in three days.  Wonderful to have summer birthdays with a big back yard.


Sunday, 16 April 2017

Friends

Meeting friends was one of the joys of being on Vancouver Island. I grew up there, so had a base of people from which to draw. We met new people, too!
Myrtle and Bentley opened the gate for us at the camp 
Marilyn, friend since Grade Four 

 Marilyn treated me to the play Pride and Predjudice at the theatre in Chemainus. We also had dinner at Arlene and Nelson's from Port Alberni school days, but I forgot to take a picture.
Peter and Marion, from Camp Columbia and UVIC days

Jerry & Tricia from Fort Nelson teaching days
We had an awesome lunch at the Rocking Horse Pub in Nanoose Bay with Peter and Marion, and a lovely day with Tricia and Jerry at their seaside home in Campbell River, plus a walk around Buttertub Marsh, Nanaimo, and lunch another day.
Ted from Fort Nelson teaching days. 90 years old today!

Lana from New Denver days. 

Ted was happy that we came to celebrate with him on the way home. It was good to stay a couple of days with Lana and Rob near Kelowna.
On the way down we had a long overdue visit with Joan in New Denver.  Again, I forgot to take a picture of this dear friend.
Goddaughter Rachael with sons Kyle and Cody in Nanaimo
My brother, Ed, and his wife, Heather, had a new summer home built by the ocean in Chemainus. We're looking forward to spending more time there in the future.
Dianne, niece of our former doctor in New Denver
New friends, Wally and Julia from Saskatchewan
Ed and Heather, taken last year














So fun to "randomly" meet Mary-Ann, who contacted us after seeing me on the street. We didn't know she lived on the Island, but we had fun catching up.
Our student, Mary-Ann, some 40+ years later

One sad note: I spoke on the phone with Tom, the husband of my first neighbour and playmate in Port Alberni. He explained that Colleen had died nine years ago!
Friends, new and old, made up for the loneliness of being the only SOWERs on this Canadian project.

Monday, 27 March 2017

The Best and the Worst

Our SOWER project this winter has been opposite of the norm. Instead of warm, dry weather, we experienced cool, rainy weather. It was a challenge to pack, not knowing if we were to see an early Spring, or a late Winter.
What were the best things we packed for two months on Vancouver Island?
  1. Our own duvets. These have been the best all-time bed coverings. We love the way they drape over us as we snuggle down in bed. By the way, I say 'duvets' in the plural because in Europe we got used to each having our own.
  2. Raincoats! Who knew that a Vancouver Island winter could best be described as 'showers!'
  3. My three favourite Ecuadorian wool sweaters were perfect to layer under my raincoat, one at a time, that is, or to wear separately. Why three? Just for variety.
  4. Long underwear/leggings. Perfect for layering under warm pants for bird-watching when cold winds blew off the ocean.
  5. My bicycle. It was fun to ride around the camp to go back and forth from the laundry room, or to check out the shoreline.

  6. Space heater. Our little heater was Terry's lifeline, sort of like sitting by a fireplace.

  7. Books. We brought a stack of books each, and then bought more at two library book sales.

  8. The laptop computer. Of course! The WiFi wasn't always steady, but we were connected to the world when there weren't a lot of people around. Plus, I used it a lot to continue writing up our family's story.

What were some of the least useful things we packed?
  1. Terry's bicycle. I thought we might go biking together, but it didn't happen. It was easier to grab T's bike off the porch for a quick trip to the laundry, being lighter, but I had to remember to wear a backpack to carry the laundry.
  2. Our bulky SOWER binders. These contained songs and other information a group leader is supposed to have, but our 'group' ended up not coming. The other couple had a medical issue, so chose not to come.
  3. Summer clothes. Just in case there was a really warm day. Ha!
  4. Bathing suit. Just in case someone asked me to go swimming somewhere.
  5. Insulated lunch bag. Any picnics we had did not need insulating, and besides, we ate in the car. Any groceries brought home from the store didn't need insulating either.


When we pack to go home next week, there will be a few more things to add to the pile. Why is it that we always seem to collect more stuff?

We felt at home at Nanoose Bay, that's the main thing.

Wednesday, 15 March 2017

A Picture Tour- Nanoose Bay Pentecostal Camp

A quick tour around the camp.  The snow we had last month is gone, and the surroundings are much more Spring like.
A summer camp for children on Vancouver Island
Snowdrops and Primrose, mid-March
Notch Hill on the other side of Nanoose Bay
Early morning burst of sunshine
Pond where Red-winged Blackbirds sing
Progress on dorm construction as of March 15, 2017
Terry cutting siding
My exercise gym
Tabernacle (Chapel), a widened quonset from down-Island
Heather in bloom

Saturday, 25 February 2017

Taking it up a notch

To take something up a notch means, according to the English idiom, to increase the effort or intensity exerted in a situation.

Today we didn't do a simple walk along the beach, but a 'real' hike. A real hike means, to me, a walk that requires going uphill.

This morning's snow 
Terry and I climbed a small hill today. Notch Hill is accessed off Powder Point Road in Nanoose Bay, Vancouver Island. My idea of walking for exercise was taken up a notch as I walked the first part of the trail which the map calls “steep”. I guess I'm not as fit as I think I am. First my gluteus maximus muscles pulled, until I really got going. Then I had to stop for breath several times, listening to my pounding heart. Then I shed one of my layers, that heavy sweater I knew I shouldn't have worn.
Finally the ground levelled off, sort of.
We listened for birds, but didn't hear anything until we broke out of the gloomy conifer forest to moss covered rocky outcrops and arbutus trees. Terry's binoculars were trained on a high tree with a tiny bird on it. Probably a Dark Eyed Junco. I looked behind me and saw a man standing quietly on the path. I wish I had taken his picture; he was just like a gnome, at home in the forest.
The view was worth the climb.

Looking towards Nanaimo
If it had been summer, we could have sat on the rocks and admired the bay and the views down Island for a lot longer than we did. We did see a Bald Eagle, and Terry was glad to add a Turkey Vulture to his trip list. But his hands were cold and white, and he was uncomfortable, so we completed the loop and meandered down again.
Red-barked Arbutus tree


 So many more trails to explore in the area!  
Garry Oak
Real Christmas holly!

Tuesday, 14 February 2017

Carpenter's Helper

Working in construction was never on my bucket list, but that's what I have found myself doing this past week.
SOWERs are supposed to be self sufficient, either pulling a trailer or driving a motor home. The idea is not to be a burden on the host, whose only responsibility is to provide a spot for parking, power, water and sewer connections. Nanoose Bay Pentecostal Camp is on Vancouver Island, near Port Alberni where I grew up. We had thought in the past about serving there. This project wasn't getting many SOWERs signing up, however, because of the high cost of bringing an RV over to Vancouver Island on the ferry.
Now a new four plex dorm was being built, and the camp administration was offering cabins to live in!
Our cute little house
Surely February and March were Spring months on Vancouver Island, we thought, so we signed up. We found ourselves the only ones signed up. At least we would have neighbours in March, a couple from Edmonton we had once worked with near San Diego.
Were we ever in for a surprise! A huge snowfall in many places in B.C. Also on Vancouver Island! It was a winter wonderland. Not quite like snow at home in Alberta, but heavier, and slushier. The temperatures were milder, too.
The first week was slow going, but finally the cement truck was able to pour the foundation. Progress!
Installing concrete forms
Uncovering boards
The pumper truck bringing concrete

Today I pulled nails out of boards the men had taken off the now-dried concrete foundation. I earned my title; now I am a Carpenter's Helper.

Carpenter's Helper

And there are robins here.
American Robin

Wednesday, 14 December 2016

Conquering the Imperfect Paradise

The online ads for the YWAM base Destination Paradise in Belize show an ocean scene with swaying palm trees. Terry and I were looking for a place to serve, so we applied to volunteer there for nearly three months. The reality of living in community in a developing country soon hit us.
The YWAM base is housed at a former resort about four miles north of San Pedro, the only town on Ambergris Caye off the coast of Belize. The facilities are rented, but the owners do not maintain them at all. The buildings are old and are literally crumbling, rusting, peeling, and decaying—falling apart. The toilets need tender, loving care and are limited to the ones in individual casitas. Only a few air conditioners work, and there is only cold water in the casitas.
We have had to deal with the challenges of heat with high humidity, mosquitoes, sand fleas, fire ants and sudden tropical rainstorms.
Sand Flea Bites
 Raccoons live under the buildings and find their way into the main building to forage for food in the garbage can or break the eggs left on the shelf. Terry was constantly trying to patch holes in the ceiling or board up the windows so they couldn't get in. I have had to deal with the challenge of baking when necessary ingredients were not delivered or only soft margarine was available. Add to that the challenge of ovens with inaccurate thermostats, and the humidity and heat making results unpredictable.
There is always something breaking down on base. The WiFi system, the plumbing, the water, the electricity, and one of the dryers.
Things are fixed, then they break down again or something else breaks down. We are down to one microwave for 65 people. The other one broke down when a long line of people microwaved their Saturday leftovers, one after the other.
At first I wondered what I was doing there. Did God really send me, or was it my own idea? I didn't quite want to go home, because I knew how much Terry liked the warm weather, and it had already begun to snow in Alberta. Then I wondered what good I could possibly do. I knew in theory that I was supposed to be a servant, and doing my daily tasks freed up staff to teach and interact with the students. That didn't make it any easier nor did I particularly feel any joy in doing laundry, cleaning the speakers' rooms, or baking for the student body. I felt disconnected to the whole community.
One day a perceived injustice brought all these feelings to a head. I was upset that I
didn't know about an event on base, and had a tearful conversation with one of the staff members. She carefully pointed out that I was supposed to read the weekly schedule to find out what was going on. I was used to announcements made to the whole group. We talked it out, and I felt better at having communicated my discontent. Of course I didn't mention all the above challenges. I had just told another staff member in a prayer threesome how I struggled with the weird, the uncomfortable, the strange and the outrageous.
When I asked God, “What shall I do here?” God spoke to me through the girl's dog. He answered me with a picture of Riley walking obediently and calmly by Brittany's side as she held the leash. I got it! I just had to walk closely to Jesus. He has me close to Him, and he has His hand on the leash, and all I have to do was to follow Him.
Brittany and Riley
 From that time on I started to notice my blessings, and my perceptions completely changed. In random order:

  • We began to see ourselves as a vital part of the YWAM community, and enjoyed many interesting conversations with students and staff
  • We got to attend a cool church, where we even took part in an outreach to the homeless one Saturday.
    Our friend with no legs, but so happy
  • We often were given a ride home from church or Bible study on a golf cart
  • I had the privilege of listening in on a few of the weekly speakers' sessions
  • When I desperately needed another pair of shorts, I found a nice pair in a thrift shop for 50¢
  • We saw many wonderful birds and other critters: raccoon, snakes, tarantulas, hermit crabs, crocodiles, iguanas, lizards and geckos, scorpions, a large grouper and small lobsters, monkeys and bats.



  • A Hermit Crab walks in his shell
  • A little bit more clarity gained from working through a workbook and a video series on co-dependence
  • New experiences like snorkelling, zip lining and cave tubing, even jumping off a rock into a river
  • Getting victory over baking which was such a trial at first. The Crisco sitting on the shelf the whole time was a picture of Jesus always being there to help, even in this situation. Another lesson about perfectionism. Students were appreciative of the baking despite the imperfect results.
  • We were given the use of a golf cart on a couple of occasions to explore the Island, north and south
  • A swimming pool behind our casita provided many pleasant swims.

  • The Lord showed Terry exactly how to fix a freezer lid that wouldn't close.
  • We are grateful for an opportunity to see another part of the world and to experience more lessons from God
Our world will never be perfect until that day when we transition to the other side and meet Jesus face to face. I'm grateful that He's getting me ready for that time even now. It's almost time to go back to our earthly home, and I will be sad.


And we know that God causes everything to work together for the good of those who love God and are called according to his purpose for them. Romans 8:28