Peace Like A River


It was a wide river, mistakable for a lake or even an ocean unless you'd been wading and knew its current. Somehow I'd crossed it... Now I saw the stream regrouped below, flowing on through what might've been vineyards, pastures, orhards... It flowed between and alongside the rivers of people; from here it was no more than a silver wire winding toward the city. - Leif Enger, Peace Like A River

Sunday, August 24, 2003

Turning into another hot, humid day. But it feels great. Remember what the weather is like from October to May? Ok then, no complaining. We went to the first service this morning (Pastor is gone on his yearly vacation at this time of year, so today was the yearly Paula Dunn (music) Dan Clausen (preaching) service. Always enjoyable when they come.

Then, we packed up the van and headed over to the lake. Fun as always. Was starting to get busy when we left. There was some sort of church service at the shelter when we arrived, that was just ending, but then they were eating or something, so didn't really head down to the water en masse. But others were slowly arriving. It's a perfect day for the lake.

Hanna fell asleep on the way home, she was already tuckered out. But we had a lunch of pancakes and sausage, and Hanna has her second wind. But it will be their naptime soon, and I'll go out on the patio and read the paper, maybe listen to the golf tourney.

Won't have too many more weekends like this. Next weekend we're heading down to Iowa, and I'll go on to Sioux City for the ASL tourney. I haven't played since the Winnipeg tourney last fall!

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