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Today I blogged over at Canadian Writers Who Are Christian. Go there to read my post, What Moms Need.
While you’re there, read posts by other Canadian Christian writers.
And for all the mothers reading my post, may you be blessed with love and time with your family, yes, even with long-distance calls.
My mother on her wedding day
Imagine worship with a steel marimba band, organ and guitar. Imagine families gathering at a chapel at Waterloo Lutheran Seminary on the campus of Wilfrid Laurier University for worship and celebration. That, my friends, was the celebration of Black History Month on February 24 2013 with our sister congregation, Maranatha Lutheran Church of the Evangelical Lutheran Church in Canada (ELCIC).
Many other members of the Carribbean community had also come that day to celebrate the annual event with Maranatha. I was there, along with other council members and spouses from St. Philip Lutheran Church, having been invited by the Maranatha council. The Keffer Chapel was full.
Greeters welcomed us into the sanctuary, where the Starlite Band was already playing and people greeting each other. M. Guerra-Francis led in some welcome songs: It’s Me, O Lord; Go Down Moses; and He’s Got the Whole World in His Hands. Our voices were truly warmed up by the time we had sung all three hymns.
Rev. Peter Kuhnert, pastor of Maranatha, opened the service with words of welcome and dialogue on the theme of Faith, Education and Community.
Communion being prepared by Rev Peter Kuhnert and worship assistant
Communion: “All are welcome”
After the service, we went upstairs in the seminary building to a classroom where tables were set up for a meal. Mrs. Bell and Ms. Elaine had catered a full course Caribbean meal that members of Maranatha church served in a buffet line in another classroom. The food was delicious and the conversation around our table was enjoyable.
The afternoon program included music and entertainment, speakers, and greetings from our Member of Provincial Parliament, Peter Braid.
Entertainment by the Cameron Heights Chamber Choir under the leadership of Alan Xaykongsa. Delightful and lively African music that had us clapping or singing along
More Caribbean music, by a member of the Starlite band on guitar, accompanied by Chloe Callender.
Leaders in the Caribbean community of Kitchener-Waterloo spoke on the theme of Faith, Education and Community. Speakers were Marcia Smellie, Edwin Laryea, and Sylma Fletcher.
Pastor Peter Kuhnert gave closing greetings.
I cannot speak for anyone else, but I went home filled with the sights and sounds of that event, remembering new faces and the names connected to them, as well as conversations with others I already knew, … and oh, that African music too.
For more photos of the Black History Month celebration go to LINK Newsmagazine and select the first album.
Photos on this post by the gracious permission of Sylma Fletcher.
In February 2012, I attended the Steckle Farm Family Fun Event as a guest storyteller. Many things were planned: toboganning on the hills around the farm as well as seeing the animals. Only thing, there was little snow last winter. A few days before, we got snow, and those winter events could go ahead. The staff at the farm were delighted.
The sheep came close to the fence so the children could reach out and ruffle their heavy winter coats.
Two small children I happen to know were attracted to the bunnies in the barn.
The miniature ponies in their heavy winter coats
Staff member, Krista, leading the calf from the shelter
Fun on the hills with tobogans and sleds, then hot chocolate afterwards
And me, in between stories, with my coat on. Families kept coming and going at many intervals and the fireplace kept going out. It was so cold outdoors and in the Honey House
The heritage barn, parts of it date back over 100 years
Saturday Snapshot meme hosted by At Home With Books. Post a photo, suitable for all eyes, that you or a family member have taken. Link it to the hosting blog and then go and see all the other photos linked there.
Last summer we went camping with our daughter and son-in-law, and on that trip, a grandchild learned about fishing. Here she looking out at the lake after the caught fish was thrown back in the water.
Let’s catch another one, Daddy!
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A photo of my sister Mary and I, ready to walk to school.
As you can see, we were dressed alike, right down to the ponytails and ribbons in our hair. We walked a quarter mile to our country school; our parents did not drive us there. My sister is fifteen months younger, but the taller of the two of us.
Saturday Snapshots At Home With Books
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photo credit: L. Wilhelm, parent
Today’s Challenge from WordPress
December 27, 2012.
Your personal sculptor is carving a person, thing or event from the last year of your life. What’s the statue of and what makes it so significant?
Has Michelangelo come back to life or is it another sculptor as gifted as he is? Under the hammer and chisel is a statue coming into being, but what is it?
Ah! I know now what it is. A child. The curls sticking to his head under a hot sun. No wait, it’s a little girl. See her delicate nose and ears. The child leans down, intent on what she is doing, focused on something under her hands.
As the sculptor works, chopping away here and chiselling there, I see that the child has one hand on a toy as if she is pushing it. The other hand is flat on a surface. A tractor is released from the stone, body, tires, even a steering wheel.
I walk away and come back in awhile and I see the great block of stone under the child has turned into a box of some sort. A sandbox. Child playing in a sandbox, pushing the tractor through sand. She’s imitating her father driving a tractor in the field, but there’s no motor sound. Only concentration.
An image cast in stone of a child—me, at an earlier age—and representation of my book, Once Upon a Sandbox, that was shortlisted for an award earlier in 2012. An exciting event in my life this year, celebrated at a gala awards night, in the newspaper, and by appreciation of my friends and readers.