Journey Home

Welcome to my newest follower gennyhoka. I hope you find many things here of interest.

Morning came early on Sunday after a late night of packing and sorting. A quick phone call from mom at 8:30 a.m. was the prelude to more feverish packing and sorting and bagging things up for the garbage bins. A quick shower and last minute instructions for my brother and I was off to the bus depot for my journey home.

I always like to get to the depot early and be first in line. Today was no exception. Thankfully my luggage wasn't over the limit as it has been the last few trips. It costs a lot these days for oversize luggage. My clothing needs aren't exceptional but all the paraphernalia that I have to take with me add up to a lot of extra weight. (Click on each photo to enlarge.)

The weather today was spectacular. A perfect day for a bus trip. It was eerily quiet at the depot today. The lady at the ticket wicket says it has been that way all week though by the time it came time to board the bus the bus was half full. A perfect load as far as I'm concerned since it means I can have a seat all to myself.

Scenery as always, was spectacular. Just an hour and a half outside of Vancouver, the weather changed significantly from brilliant sunshine to lots of low lying clouds in the mountains and the air was really brisk.  I've put in a few photos here for your viewing pleasure. The rest will be uploaded into a slide show and added a little later. Enjoy!

I'm home to rest awhile!

Come, Rest Awhile
Come, rest awhile, and let us idly stray In glimmering valleys, cool and far away. Come from the greedy mart, the troubled street, And listen to the music, faint and sweet, That echoes ever to a listening ear, Unheard by those who will not pause to hear­ The wayward chimes of memory's pensive bells, Wind-blown o'er misty hills and curtained dells. One step aside and dewy buds unclose The sweetness of the violet and the rose; Song and romance still linger in the green, Emblossomed ways by you so seldom seen, And near at hand, would you but see them, lie All lovely things beloved in days gone by. You have forgotten what it is to smile In your too busy life­come, rest awhile. by Lucy Maud Montgomery

Click here for more Blue Monday.

Joy over Bus Dedication

This recent story of a bus dedication posted on my friend Pastor Jonah's blog gave me joy. Read more here about the Missions of Hope.

This week, I had a great time with young people from a high school that is not far from where I stay. The school is now called Kericho Tea Boys High School. It's sister school is called Moi Tea and is not too far too from where we dedicated the bus.

There were a mountain of challenges as we looked at the bus and later took it to the the students who were waiting with bated breath and were overcome with excitment waiting for us to arrive.

We grown ups were excited too as we saw the first bus of its kind to be given to a school in the district.

We do want to praise God for the great work that he did through the parents and everyone who worked hand in hand in seeing that the bus arrived soundly at the school. Praise God with us.

Pastor Jonah