Waiting …

We’re standing on the brink of a new adventure – ministry in the United Church of Canada.

When the position in Manitoba was confirmed, we started the process of applying for our Canadian visas.  Little did we know that this process could take up to ten weeks.

Embracing the waiting time, we began exploring some lovely nature spots in and around Durban (South Africa).  We have swung from tree to tree with the Karkloof Canopy Trails in the Karkloof Nature Reserve, admired the beauty of the Karkloof Waterfall and watched the magnificent raptors in the area.

On clear Spring days we have walked along the beach and picnicked in the Botanic Gardens.  We have visited friends and played board games with energetic competitiveness.

We have explored the Indigenous Plant Fair and visited the Sustainable Living Exhibition.

In the evenings we have watched classic movies and drunk Milo before going to bed.

On cool and rainy days we have read much and surfed the Internet, discovering many exciting things about Swan River, which will soon be our new home in Canada.

Waiting does not need to be a boring or anxious pass-time.  We have endeavoured to fill it with activities that make memories – memories from home that will go with us and sustain us in a foreign land.

Waiting …

I share a poem:- 

‘Waiting’  by John Burroughs

“Serene, I fold my hands and wait,
Nor care for wind, nor tide, nor sea;
I rave no more ‘gainst time or fate,
For lo! my own shall come to me.

I stay my haste, I make delays,
For what avails this eager pace?
I stand amid the eternal ways,
And what is mine shall know my face.

Asleep, awake, by night or day,
The friends I seek are seeking me;
No wind can drive my bark astray,
Nor change the tide of destiny.

What matter if I stand alone?
I wait with joy the coming years;
My heart shall reap where it hath sown,
And garner up its fruit of tears.

The waters know their own and draw
The brook that springs in yonder height;
So flows the good with equal law
Unto the soul of pure delight.

The stars come nightly to the sky;
The tidal wave unto the sea;
Nor time, nor space, nor deep, nor high,
Can keep my own away from me.” 


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