Saturday, November 18, 2017

Thanksgiving Everyday

The flower that has done best for me this past summer was, no doubt, the simple and old-fashioned Geranium.I had several different plants, some were bought very early in spring and kept on blooming till the snow came and coated them in a pretty white dress.For today I have some Geraniums,a couple of sunset scenes and some golden yellow Maple leaves.
In honour of my friends in the US who celebrate Thanksgiving this coming week,I will post the words to an old hymn I found.

"For all the blessings of the year, 
 For all the friends we hold so dear,

For peace on earth, both far and near, 
We thank Thee, Lord. 


For life and health, those common things, 
Which every day and hour brings, 


For home, where our affection clings, 
We thank Thee, Lord. 


For love of Thine, which never tires, 
Which all our better thought inspires, 


And warms our lives with heavenly fires, 

We thank Thee, Lord." 

 Closing Thought:
We should all have 365 days a year of Thanksgiving and Thanks-living.

Monday, November 13, 2017

Split and Stack in the Valley

This is a slightly different post than what I usually do.On October 21st,I had the privilege of attending a unique event near me. The Pembina Valley Bible Camp had organized a Split and Stack.
The idea was to get teams of seven able bodied men with log splitters and chain saws to split and stack all the wood that the camp needs for heating through the winter.

My church had enough men volunteer to make up two teams.Families came along to watch and cheer on the workers.This young girl had fun playing in the soft sand. Here she seems to be taking a break to reflect of something.Note the area in front of her. In the last picture you will see this same area filled with split and stacked wood, ready for burning in winter.


This was the group of men from church, ready to get to work.We had both our lead Pastor and the youth Pastor working hard.It was good to see younger and more mature men working side by side.


Here are their tools of the trade and in the background the long rows of wood that need to be cut into manageable sizes.


And the hard work begins.It was a competition to see which of the teams could split the most wood in a given time,so there was no idle time.


Yes,what you see in the air is saw dust.I don't know the exact number but I believe there were more than ten teams, stationed around what is normally used as a riding arena.It was noisy and dirty, but mostly a lot of fun.


Here you can see the finished product. The young man sitting on the huge stump was underage(the rules said no one under 16 years could be involved) so was not allowed to help. The camp organizers did a good job of keeping everyone safe and also providing for their needs.A variety of homemade cookies were served during a coffee break.
After the wood was cut,everyone there, including those who only watched, were served a delicious homemade meal and some prizes were handed out.

By the end of the day,I am sure there were some sore muscles, but also a good feeling in the heart, knowing that they had contributed to a good cause.

I was thankful that I had been able to witness all this activity and capture some of it with my camera.