Our son, the engineer

Thursday, May 19, 2016
Micah and Thomas riding the Carousel years ago
Micah just sent me this link to the place he's working in Saskatoon for the summer. It's at the Kinsmen park, Saskatoon's oldest park.

When I was a kid I'd ride the train (A smaller one in those days) and the carousel and get some ice cream with my grandma and grandpa.

So then when we had kids we'd go there occasionally to ride the rides and have fun on a warm summers day.

Now Micah is working there for the summer and seems to be enjoying it. A part of me envies him.

Here's a video snapshot of the park. Nicely done too.

Potashcorp Playland at Kinsmen Park from space2place on Vimeo.


In Prayer

Friday, May 06, 2016
In Prayer

O Lord, in prayer I launch far out into the eternal world, and on that broad ocean my soul triumphs over all evils on the shores of mortality. Time, with its gay amusements and cruel disappointments never appears so inconsiderate as then.

In prayer I see myself as nothing; I find my heart going after Thee with intensity, and long with vehement thirst to live to Thee. Blessed be the strong gales of the Spirit that speed me on my way to the New Jerusalem.

In prayer all things here below vanish, and nothing seems important but holiness of heart and the salvation of others.

In prayer all my worldly cares, fears, anxieties disappear, and are of as little significance as a puff of wind.

In prayer my soul inwardly exults with lively thoughts at what Thou art doing for Thy church, and I long that Thou shouldest get Thyself a great name from sinners returning to Zion.

In prayer I am lifted above the frowns and flatteries of life, and taste heavenly joys; entering into the eternal world I can give myself to Thee with all my heart, to be Thine for ever.

In prayer I can place all my concerns in Thy hands, to be entirely at Thy disposal, having no will or interest of my own.

In prayer I can intercede for my friends, ministers, sinners, the church, Thy kingdom to come, with greatest freedom, ardent hopes, as a son to his father, as a lover to the beloved.

Help me to be all prayer and never to cease praying.

Via. Puritan Prayers
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