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Calgary moment with Dave

During our recent visit to Calgary I had the good fortune to drop in on my friend Dave and his lovely wife Noelle.  If there were ever two generous and good people these would be them.  They love to welcome you into their beautiful home set on a man made lake in Calgary.  You can walk out from the back of the house down the steps right to Dave’s dock.  The lake, stocked with trout, attract many water birds and other animals.

On the day of my visit I watched an Osprey dive from the sky and grab a trout only to be pursued by another Osprey wishing for the meal to be shared.  There were ducks and loons swimming about giving you the feeling you were somewhere in northern Ontario.

Dave and I met at Rotary in Calgary and after many conversations and more than a couple of golf games Dave came to a place where he felt he wanted to experience the peace of God for himself.  I’ve watched Dave grow in his awareness of God and he’s never without questions – he’s a naturally inquistive man – and each time we meet I sense God is leading him along life’s bumpy road.

Dave is a great gardener and a lovely story teller.  When we had General Gowans in Calgary in 2006 we took the Gowans to have lunch with Dave and Noelle in their lovely backyard.

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Post 2340

I find this a bit hard to believe – but this is post is #2340 !!  That’s a fair number – and it seems that most days I have something to write about.

Last evening after work – as we pulled into the driveway – Wendy and I noticed that one of our neighbours was out cutting his grass, which was quite long, with a weed eater.  We haven’t seen much of this neighbour so I walked over and introduced myself.  He told me his name and we exchanged a few pleasantries.

I asked if he needed a lawnmower and asked if he was interested in borrowing ours.  A short time later he was mowing happily and the lawn was starting to look pretty good.

After he was done I noticed that he had a Rotary hat on – and it turns out he is the president of the club he belongs to in Manilla.  He’s here visiting his son and having some medical treatments.  He is a very nice man probably close to my age with very good English – certainly better than my Filipino.

A short walk across the street and we have a new friend.  And their lawn looks much better too.

As we parted company I asked God’s blessing on him – and he on me.