December Family Campout - 2002

 December 5, 2022

When family gathers, it is akin to what the Father designed long ago.  Family to be together, to come to the table, to dine, to share, to laugh, to pray, to rejoice, to give thanks, and to laud the Maker of our lives.  This last weekend we did just that.  The following photographs record the gathering.  

I made Edward a stocking.  Well, the stocking was purchased, but the stuffins in it were compiled and some made and given with love.  He loved them all.  One was a coupon book with two coupons:  one that gave him a coupon that never expires .. I would pray for him everyday; the second, dinner for him and Cheyenne, my treat.  The card of course, I made.  All my cards take time, design, effort, resources, care and love and prayer.  It is one small way of the language of the love.

It was very cold at the cabins.  The first night extremely windy and 17 degrees.  It never got above 61 in the cabins.  So I stayed bundled up.  

Sarah offered me her sleeping bag jumpsuit.  Boy, now that's the ticket.  I warmed right up and stayed warm.   Maybe a future purchase may ensue.  

A picture below shows our cabin and there were others that rimmed the small lake.  The geese loved to be there.  In the morning they were standing ON the water because the lake has already started to ice over.  They would fly in and then "skate" on the ice when they landed.  Very humorous.

 

 

Fetching, don't you think??  LOL

Here are some faces of love.  Sarah with Wilson, Kristy with Edward and Sarah with Chance, the family dog.  He is the sweetest.  He definitely knows where Nana keeps her treats!  

And here is the reason I'm here.  My daughter.  A Northwest girl transplanted on the prairie learning prairie ways.  No Indians nearby (though I know there are the Midwest Plains Indian tribes around here somewhere; they have powwows all the time).  But love and joy abundant.  God is so gracious to give me family of my girls at this time of my life after so many decades.  It's something for which I will always be grateful.  Truly He puts the "solitaries in families."

 

Unfortunately, she contracted COVID during this weekend, but is on her way to recovery.

The night whispers.  I love it when it's so still ... so still you can hear ... the voice of God.  He solidifies instruction in the nighttime hours so they're very holy hours.  Time not only to rest and have our bodies rejuvenanted, but a time the Lord breathes on us His love and instruction afresh and anew.  How I love Him.  A passion that grows with every passing ... night.

I love you Father.  Kisses!  xoxo