...And... - revised

...I just visited the Crow's Nest Pass, where I spent the first three years of my life. One special experience was finding the house I used to live in. Here is how I found it:

When I was three, I somehow figured out how to walk from my house to the ice cream parlor - and I learned that, when I did, they would give me a free ice cream cone. Then, I would walk back home. I did this for quite a while until I failed to FINISH my ice cream cone before I GOT HOME! Then, my mom started to figure out where I was GOING on these escapades.

Before I knew it I had arrived at the ice cream shop again and was going to GET my ice cream cone, when I was scooped off my feet and spanked! It was my mom! She had "prevented" me! In other words, she had gotten to the ice cream shopped ahead of me!

Well, last "Son-Day", I parked my rental car near the ice cream shop, and set out to find the house that I had lived in. It was a lot of work, but I found it. But then I tried to recall the route I must have taken from my house to the shop; and for the life of me? I cannot say I know how I did it! Especially as a three year old. I know it started with the "dirt road" just as I came out of the house.

So not only did I move from Steinbach to Winnipeg at age 11, but also from the Crow's Nest Pass to Steinbach at the age of 3. But, then again, my older brother must have been 7; because he is over four years older than me - and that move (to Steinbach) was especially hard on him. Anyway, that might help explain why I am such a "stranger in the earth" (see Psalm CXIX.19). And also why I love it so much when I get to visit certain friends back in the Steinbach area. After all, I spent some pretty formative years of my life in that town.

Love,

Daniel