Seems ironic that I am not a big fan of swimming but I do love the shore. I like to hear the sound of waves and the squawking of sea gulls. I like to walk on the edge of the water and get the occasional splash up my leg and to discover a newly washed up treasure…like a dead sea creature or a shell or a piece of driftwood. I like Nemo. I don’t expect to find him washed ashore though, which is a good thing. He made it home last I remember.
Bethie and I enjoyed a quiet walk down the Lake Michigan shoreline this evening. Took a few photos and a challenging slo-motion video of some birds in flight. The sea gulls didn’t want to take flight as they seemed to prefer to walk away from us as we approached. We had to coax them a little bit. Beth finally did an impression of her Uncle Tom and I must admit that may have been a little more scaring than we needed. It may have been illegal in the state of Michigan for all I know, but then again, he’s not been locked up to my knowledge, so I guess it was OK.
We are enjoying these few days of respite. We didn’t realize how much we needed the rest and the break from schedules, meetings, and all things missionary, etc. Of course, we have meetings here, but we can skip them if we want or need to. We have been asked at every meal about our missionary work, but we don’t mind. People seem blessed to listen to our stories so we’re blessed to share them.
We continue to meet people who know people that we know. The main speaker is the director of Jews for Jesus. He is a nephew of our former mission and San Juan del Rio colleague, Daniel Kendal, who is now with the Lord. At breakfast today we dined with two older ladies from Ohio. One retired recently from an office assistant position at Cedarville University and of course, knew the president, Dr. Brown, although not quite as well as we have been blessed to know him. At dinner this evening we dined with two couples who are from Batavia and North Aurora, IL and are familiar with the two churches we attended when we lived in that area. They also know our good friends the Krauss family from Sugar Grove. Small world.
Anyway, I hope you’ll enjoy a few visuals of our walk…maybe you can imagine the powdery sand in between your toes and the fresh, cold water lapping at your ankles, and the sounds of endless waves and overly serious sea gulls shrieking at each other over something undetectable to human observation. I’m sure in “sea gull-ese” they’re saying, “Mine! Mine! Mine!”