1000 Miles and A Million Years (part 3)

After driving what felt like almost 1000 miles with only the odd building peeking above the wheat fields…

and a rather unusual trestle bridge in a marshy field…the paved road gave way to gravel road.  And the gravel road provided my first ever close up of a porcupine…As Monty Python would say, “that porcupine is pushing up daisies, it’s singing in the choir eternal, it is no more…It’s DEAD!”  If only I had some pliers on me, I could extract the quills and use them for jewelry…yes, you heard me correctly…pliers, porcupine quills, jewelry.  I have a pair of porcupine quill earrings…seriously…they are totally cute…see?…

I got them from a missionary that I met at CreationFest a few years ago, but that’s a whole other story and I need to discourage my ADD spin offs.   Back to the main story…where are my pliers when I need them?  Alas, I leave the deceased porcupine in its pristine deceased state and continue on my travels.

I finally arrived at Stoney Lake Bible Camp…in the middle of the woods, in the middle of northern Saskatchewan, in the middle of absolute peace and quiet.  And the view from my guest suite?

I am very familiar with B.C. camps like Stillwood Camp and Conference Center, Camp Qwanoes, Gardom Lake Bible Camp or Greenbay Bible Camp, where my daughter was working on dish-pit duty this summer.  But I have never been to Stoney Lake Bible Camp and what a surprise it was…just click the play button here on their promo video to get an idea of how special this camp is.

After I unpacked, the associate camp director treated me to a deluxe weenie roast complete with the traditional s’mores…

But two of the really special things about Stoney Lake Bible Camp?

That would have to be my two great-nephews (the sons of aforementioned associate camp director…yes it was nepotism that got me the speaking gig! LOL) who enjoy s’mores just as much as I do!  I think their mom enjoys s’mores too…

After a long day of traveling and enjoying s’mores and great-nephews…I prepared myself for the week ahead…the young campers would be arriving the next day.

It was definitely time to focus and time to pray.  Something big was going to happen.

(to be continued)