Dear friends,
This Saturday, our daughter, Candace, will marry Richard Pendred at Parkside Ranch, where they met several years ago at a snow camp. Going to camp was a highlight of many summers for me. I went to a day camp at Cap St-Jacques in the West Island of Montreal and really enjoyed that until one of my friends broke his kneecap. I then went to a camp on the Quebec side of the Ottawa River, where I met a counsellor from Bermuda (on my bucket list of places to visit). For five summers, my parents drove me to Ottawa and even made a second trip there one summer, when I got tonsillitis and had to leave camp early.
Isn’t it a good thing that we don’t know in advance what will happen to us? If we knew what was going to happen, we would shy away from doing so many things and would miss out on a lot of blessings.
Scripture for the weekend: “However, as it is written: ‘No eye has seen, no ear has heard, no mind has conceived what God has prepared for those who love Him’” 1 Corinthians 2:9 (NIV)
By His grace,
Steve