Wednesday, November 16, 2005

This One's For You Kyle

It's true, I haven't updated my blog as faithfully as I would have liked. I promise that I will work on that. So tonight my dear friend's Arne and Hannah Elmore drove up to Cascade to make real authentic curry's for the DTS. We had an incredible feast that was all provided by the Lord. Because we are at the end of lecture phase, we are sort of out of money to buy extra food stuff. Because of that we couldn't get the stuff we needed to make a nice curry dinner. In the end one of the student's parents donated a sack of potatoes and 5 pounds of elk meat (you know you live in Cascade when every freezer is stocked with elk meat for the winter and every front porch is stacked to the roof with firewood). We were able to rustle up a few more things that were needed and the humble train station we are now living in soon smelled like the essence of India. It is amazing how something can smell so good while it is cooking in the house, but the moment you step out of the house to run to the store, you seem to smell like the worst B.O ever? Christmas seems to have started early here in Cascade. Maybe it has something to do with the 2 feet of snow we've already had. The snow caused lights and holiday decorations to spring up almost over night in this quaint little town. I'm blessed to have Christmas now seeing as I will miss it in December.

Thursday, November 10, 2005

Let It Snow

I wish I had a picture to post of the winter wonderland that I am living in right now. I can hardly believe it. Every time I walk out of my cabin I feel like Lucy stepping out of the wardrobe. If you don't know what I am talking about then you need to read "The Lion, The Witch And The Wardrobe". It seems that Christmas has started earlier than usual this year but I don't mind, seeing as I will once again miss snowy Christmas in a western nation. Last night I stood outside looking up at the bejewled sky while I listened to the call of an elk. It was really majestic and made me cry at the wonder of creation and that every sound, smell, gust of wind even was orchestrated for me by my Father. God is good.