On Tofino Time

You’d think a December birthday is a hardship and for a kid, you might be right. But for my husband, it’s been perfect timing for a good deal of fun. Somewhere at the end of the fall shoulder season and the beginning of the holiday high season we have managed to spend at least a few days most years at Crystal Cove on MacKenzie Beach. Its arcadian setting pulls out of the Christmas rush and into the wildness of the outdoors where the storms roll through with all their might and main. Rain, hail, snow, wind, thunder and lightening are not unusual weather experiences on the westcoast in December. It’s exhilarating. It’s cozy. And it’s realigning.

While the malls crawl with last minute shoppers and tree lots post discounts on the last of their stock, we tuck in by the fire with good books, good food and a good feeling of that good kind of tired.

Happy Birthday, my December sweetheart!

 

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Contemplating Christmas

December 14, 2012

I am busy at the sewing machine putting the final touches on a couple of Christmas gifts tonight. While my hands guide the fabric my heart guides contemplative space and the process feels good.

My thoughts are grateful ones these days as I recall Christmases past and all the happy times I have known in this family I helped to create. It’s amazing to me that my marriage is still intact (and thriving!) and that my kids seem to be doing quite well. Honestly, I am amazed. If you knew me at 19, you would be amazed too.

When I met my husband I felt like a broken toy; completely unlovable. By the grace of God and Gord’s steady love, we built a family and I devoted myself to making sure our kids would never know that kind of despair. I jumped into parenting with all my heart, soul, mind and strength. The thousand decisions I made as a mom were made prayerfully and with a great deal of forethought. No, they were not perfect but they were intentional and always with the best interest of my child in mind.

There are few greater joys for me than having my whole family together and I love Christmastime for that. But it’s more than about being together. It’s celebrating the gift of the Child, who by His love, widened my heart, healed my brokenness, created in me the ability to grow a family with the man I adore. I need a Saviour and being loved by Him provides what I need to let my adult children be who they are. I need a Saviour alright, and my kids are not it.

Is there pain in letting go? Yes. And fear that they won’t ever come back. Christmases are already beginning to look different around here and we are all adjusting. My best thoughts on this are these. My kids know they can make decisions that will take them away from me and I will never withhold my love from them. My heart is always open toward them. They go because they know my love can accommodate their freedom. And that is a high compliment.

Whatever is going on for you this Christmas in terms of community or family, I hope you know the deep love of God in your life. You are worthy of that love and all the dignity that goes with it.

Merry Christmas, friends.

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Space for Waiting

This past fall has seen us on the move much more, even, than usual. We both come from rather nomadic people groups so we blame our restlessness on our genetic history and we have seriously considered giving up home ownership for more transient arrangements. But we keep coming back to the coziness and stability of home. There is never a better time for tucking in and keeping the home fires burning than now.

The rain is blowing sideways over the back garden, the tree is up and decorated and I am grateful for the collection of books that have been gathering since spring. My favourite authors are good company in a storm.

I have made a few retail visits as I hunt and gather for Christmas gifts and admit to being tempted by the Martha Stewart glitz and glitter but am thankful for our tiny space and the practicality of prudence when it comes to accummulating stuff we have no room for. Our gift budget is 1/3 of what it was last year and that means everyone is getting a 60% discount on gifts. It’s the kind of sale you don’t hear of very often and the savings go beyond dollars. Time, energy and the satisfaction that ‘enough’ is better than ‘more’ motivate me.

That 60% reduction makes space for Advent and it is well upon us. A time of waiting. Here are a few quotes from today’s reading:

“We are made for Christ and nothing less will ever satisfy us.” Brennan Manning

“All things were created by him and for him.” Colossians 1:16

“Jesus Christ is of no importance unless he is of supreme importance,” Rabbi Abraham Heschel

“Only he who has experienced it can believe what the love of Jesus Christ is.” Bernard of Clairvaux

 

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Homemade Pie

There’s nothing quite like homemade pie. Especially when it comes out of the oven not long after the guests arrive. Today, we were guests of Dave and Joanne Hatherly and doesn’t that pie look scrumptious? Thank you, Dave and Joanne! Not just for the pie but also for your friendship and the lovely visit.

 

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Girls’ Weekend

 

 

Although it’s the first there is already something traditional-feeling about a pre-Christmas Smoker girls’ weekend in Victoria. Our youngest son came over to Dad-sit last weekend so I could join the girls and what a gift of a time we had together! I could rest easy knowing Brendan was keeping an eye on his Dad while they cooked and played PlayStation football and watched movies together.

Meanwhile, we girls shopped, ate sushi and Pad Thai, knitted and crocheted, sat curbside and took in the Santa Claus Parade and had a quiet, restful time together. I hope to make this outing a tradition so as to strengthen the female ties an what once was a mostly male family. There’s nothing quite like girl time and these girls are some of the most delightful I know. Even Brie got in on the act. Next year we will have another wee one to consider and if it’s a boy, I think he should be allowed to crash the weekend. Just this once.

 

 

 

 

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No Place Like Home

There’s a verse in the bible I love that goes something like this, “be careful what you say will happen tomorrow because you really have no idea what’s in store.” The paraphrase is mine but the idea is there.

We planned to arrive home from Europe on Monday evening. Instead, after sitting for 4 hours on the Charles de Gaulle airport tarmac in a long metal tube with about 150 other people, we realized we weren’t going anywhere. Mechanical difficulties prevented us from lifting off (thank you to all you prayed for our safety!) and we found ourselves in a cheap hotel for one more night in Paris. We weren’t actually in Paris, you understand, as airports are rarely in the heart of a city. An exception would be Eilat, Israel but that’s beside the point.

Anyway, the flight was rescheduled for early the next morning so we took advantage of the extra evening and headed into the city on the insanely crowded RER. The ride itself was an experience with extreme overcrowding, shoving, ‘attention’ shouters, and two lovely young men who sat across from us and who spoke wonderful English. Our conversation covered such topics as the US election, national pride, Vancouver Island, Ireland, Bath, Quebec, French bureaurocracy, and Canadian/US relations. All through our conversation, these guys were nervous about the rucous and we later learned that violence had broken out on the very route we took, delaying trains throughout the city. The ride back was much less eventful.

We lifted off at 7:30 am the next morning (an 8 hr, 35 min. flight), an hour later than scheduled which made for a quick lay-over in Toronto before boarding the next 5 hour flight to Vancouver. We waited only an hour for the 15 minute flight to Nanaimo, took a 10 minute taxi ride home and were in by 3:00 in the afternoon on Tuesday, exactly 19 hours after we left our Paris hotel.

Travel is not for the weak.

The sun was shining and deep fall is well in progress and we are very grateful to be home.

There’s no place like it!

 

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A Jewel in Cluses

Maybe the village of Cluses (pronounced klooz) isn’t on your bucket list of places to visit. It certainly wasn’t a name we knew until a couple of days ago.

That’s where we met up with Young Life’s new senior staffers in France, Bill and Jody Dupenthaller.  Their host family, the Labrosse’s, invited us to stay in their lovely alpen home while we caught up with Bill and Jody’s significant life changes. Their process reminded us somewhat of our own major transitions these past couple of years and it was satisfying to hear the way God is leading and calling them. Jeunesse Ardente is very blessed to have them as they bring their significant talents and gifts as well as their energetic love for teens to God’s work in France. Once their finances are in place their role will be official and they will likely set up in Lyon. You can check out their blog here: http://billjodyfrance.blogspot.fr/

Bill and Jody met us at the train on our arrival and we all piled into their wee car for a tour of the Alps. We often comment how accessible the high alps are in Europe and from the remotest, hidden corners we frequently happen upon a bustling eatery serving savory dishes for hikers and passers-by. We stopped in the tiny resort village of La Carroz for a photo op and found a fromagerie where Bill wowed us with his newly acquired French. The woman who served us was an absolute character and the banter between them had us in stitches.

Plaz de Lys is the only YL property in all of Europe and it was work camp there this past week. We were grateful for the opportunity to serve and pitched in for a morning, toured the camp buildings in the early afternoon and learned firsthand about the history of YL Europe as well as the present vision.

There is a small group of people here in Cluses who are passionate about Plaz de Lys. They work hard to keep the property well-maintained and serving 8 weeks of camp per year. They have big dreams and this place is very close to their hearts. The property itself is stunning with expansive views of world-renowned Mont Blanc just beyond the valley and ski chalets dotting the meadow. Several ski lifts converge within a stone’s throw of the main lodge and in winter, snow falls deep enough to bury buildings to their roof line.

Mieke and Fred blessed us with generosity and their warm hospitality. While waiting for dinner little Madeleine tried her best to teach me to count to 100 in French. We all indulged in a delicious raclette dinner and Mieke even baked a gluten free chocolate mousse cake for me. I had lots of help eating it just in case you worry that I ate the whole thing by myself! Cheeses were plentiful at the table as was the wine and laughter.

The next day after our morning at camp, the children entertained us with a piano and saxophone concert. They sent us on our way with plenty of kisses and promises to visit when they are in Canada next. We hope it will be soon.

Bill and Jody drove us back to Annecy from where we caught the train to Paris. Today we wandered the streets of the City of Lights trying to capture the smells and sounds and sights in our memories until we return.

Tomorrow our flight leaves at 11:30 am Paris time and arrives in Nanaimo at 8:15 pm. Yes, it’s going to be a very long day and jet lag seems to take longer to overcome when you’re homeward bound. But even so, the experiences of these past two weeks have been unforgettable.

We hope you have enjoyed traveling with us. We expect the next post will be from the comfort of home.

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Annecy

A two hour train ride east of Lyon put us in the French Alps where lakes and canals are plentiful. The mountain peaks are too, just in case you were confused. Skies were blue and the forecasted rain held off until this evening allowing us a lots of time to wander in this petit Venice.

Annecy is a good mix of old and new. Cobblestone streets, medieval towers and a town square with a cathedral at its head are charming and functional. Glass and steel structures, modern office buildings, and Paris fashions reflect tourist money that the old town draws. And it draws a lot even in off-season.

Only a few days until we fly home and we feel our time coming to a close. We have one more very special something planned. Stay tuned!

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Lively Lyon

I’m not sure why but Lyon reminds me of Salzburg. Maybe it’s the hill, the charming castle/cathedral and the river setting. Or maybe it’s the size or it could be that every time I visit Salzburg the weather is wintry. Whatever the case, it’s beautifully European and glows in a soft pink light. Both cities feel modern too with a younger university crowd infusing the streets and cafes with energy.

We spent the morning at the Gallo-Roman Museum looking over artifacts that seem somewhat out of place here. You will remember our springs travels in the Middle East and Turkey were rich with Roman ruins. Seeing them here reminds us of the far reach of the Roman arm.

Sadly, the resistance and deportation museum was closed today and we never did find the ancient silk factory section of Lyon. No matter, we slipped into a chocolaterie and watched trick-or-treaters coming and going in the old town. Halloween is a North American invention that seems to be catching on here. Tomorrow is All Saints Day, a bigger holiday, and street crepes seem to be holiday eats. The insides are spread with Nutella, chocolate and cream, folded neatly and served in a cardboard wrap. Kids love them!

Speaking of kids, we have never seen so many European children as we have this trip. I remember a few years ago reading an article around declining European population and hearing the writer ask how or if the governments should provide incentives for families. Whatever was decided, Europe has definitely become more kid-friendly with parks, kids’ stores, maternity services and a lot more families. The change is noticable and most welcome.

Where there are families, there’s bound to be food. Lyon is known for a special type of restaurant called a Bouchon. Apparently, it’s a low-key affair with gourmet cuisine and the locals love it. That’s where we are headed tonight. Lyon’s reputation as the gastronomique capital of France is well-earned and we look forward to bringing back a yummy report.

Speaking of families, we are ecstatic to announce that our son, James and his lovely wife, Siobhan are expecting their first child in May. Congratulations you two and may God continue to bless you!

In other exciting family news, our son, Brendan will present his thesis at a conference in London, England, also in May. Congratulations on work well done, Brendan! We are so very proud of you and thank God for the wonderful gifts He has given you!

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From Nice to Lyon

Most of this day we spent aboard the TGV on our way from Nice to Lyon. You already know that Gord is train crazy so you won’t be surprised to see train yard photos. The weather is lovely, if not in the single digits for temperatures and the store windows are all decked out in their woolen finery. Gone are shorts, tank tops and flip flops!

Lyon is a city of surprises. In early Roman times it was a centre for transport after the Gauls were defeated here by Claudius. Roman ruins embed themselves on the hillside up from the two parallel rivers, the Rhone and the Saone. The amphitheatre once sat 10,000 comfortably and still hosts concerts of up to 3,000.

Lyon was also the centre for the French Resistance in WWII. The city is made up of curious alley ways through residences, between streets and through courtyard gardens creating perfect mazes for a stealthy getaway. The museum of Vichy is a short metro ride from where we are staying and it documents what once served the Nazi’s as a sort of independent neutral after France succumbed to Nazi rule.

And to top all this fascinating history off, my History of Christianity course talks about these very things while we wander about on rich ground where it all took place. It doesn’t get much better than that!

We anticipate plenty of exploring tomorrow. For now, sleep.

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