I took the Road less traveled by (BY GRACE!!)
and that Has Made All The Difference.
-Robert Frost
I remember some time ago, 8 months now , sitting down and displaying a particular countdown on this very page…..
Well it seems it has once again become such a time, where the road winds to close and the next fork of the path begins to reveals itself over the hill. Where the days are moving ever more quickly, and disappearing into yesterday faster than I would like them too.
Where does this next road lead? I have no idea. It seems at this point there is another split in the road and to which shall I commit? I do not know!
“The Celtic Christians had a name for The Holy Spirit, An Geadh-Glas or The Wild Goose.”
-Mark Batterson
And so the chase is on.
I had intended once again to provide for you all pictures of Salesian High School, where The LORD had placed and abundantly blessed all of us guys for the last three months. Once again I was unable to do so out of technical complications with the uploading of the files.
I will say that this past week was our final week with the boys and going into the “final stretch” of the year without having them to focus on will be somewhat of a challenge in itself as we were so thoroughly invested in what the Lord asked of us there.
It makes for somewhat of a large void.
Our HIV testing week went through without any crippling complications thanks to the Lords perfect provision. Against culture, peer pressure, enormous fear and even disapproval of parents almost 60 boys took advantage of the provided voluntary testing and counselling.
We were thrilled to triumph with them.
This all contributes to the ever approaching reality that the way things are now will not, cannot remain for much longer. The LORD never told me it would last, but only for a season.
I suppose I have been unclear about my increasing love for The Son, The Father, The Spirit and a new and strangely abounding love for this Swazi team, So let me say this:
And that because I am experiencing HIS ever abounding Love for me through them all.
It is so hard for me to imagine that everyone of us will go to his corner of the Earth never to cross again on that same Earth. I am becoming a potent mixture of anticipation and apprehension.
I have asked the Lord at times on this trip to shatter my heart, so I may fellowship with Him and be ever more refined. Bound. Abiding.
I see now that this may be how he intends to do so.
Just last night I had yet another dream of saying goodbye.
Returning.
Seeing the trees, Driving the roads, buildings and buildings, back into the fast rushing river of commercial life and being filled with this strange sense of alienation.
So much has changed.
I dont know this place anymore……
“I am become a stranger” , As The Psalmist says.
Wait and See.
The LORD will guide you always…. (Isaiah 58:11)
By the way, Tom Cameron. You’ve been on my mind, friend. I hope you are well.
Hey looking forward to seeing you again. As I left Hong Kong over 20 yrs ago I thought I may never see these people every again yet for the 2 yrs I was there it was God’s plan…crossing paths for just a time.Somehow He weaves all our experiences into a wonderful tapestry. I will say that coming back to Canada was hard but once again all part of learning and growing. I will be there for you my friend. I know you have grown a lot and that is awesome. Chiseled on the entryway to a little chapel on a back road in the Highlands of Scotland are some challenging words in Gaelic. Translated into English: Come as you are, but don’t leave as you came.”
You met the challenge. See you soon, God be with you!
I look forward to meeting you tomorrow, Blair. I’ve got an idea for you to consider.
You’ll never be a stranger in my eyes Mr. Nightingale. I’m counting down the days until I can see you again brother! Joyful excitement may best describe my feelings at this point. Take care during your last stretch across the pond bro, we’ll talk soon. Your in my thoughts and prayers, as always. Much love.
Judd