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, September 19, 2004

A beautiful weekend here. Temps in the 80s. Of course it is getting dark much earlier these days, around 7:30, so not as much time to be out and enjoy it, plus the kids take up some of the time with naps. Still, very nice. This is always the point in the year though when ya start wondering, is this the last day it will get this warm for another 6 months? Boooooo.

Had a very nice time at the Family Resources picnic yesterday. Kids had fun playing in the playground and jumping around in the inflatable jumping pens. I had told John before that the jumping pens might be there again, and when we got there, one of the first things John asked was "Where is the jumping?" He had a ball doing that. When they started blowing them up, he and I sat on the grass and watched.

We saw little Dmitri there. He was that little boy we saw in Kostroma, that someone else decided not to take. Another family from here took him, and so there he was. So good to see he had a home. The person I work with and his wife were also there. They talked to some other people that might be going to the same place they are, and they might be going in only a couple weeks.

I helped serve communion this weekend. The kids played outside in the playground until I was done. John is still napping. Hanna had woke up earlier crying, but is fine now.

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