A word from the bush.

I called son after work. He's laboring at Bible Camp. Getting it readied. Getting it spiffed-up and presentable. Cutting grass. Cutting grass. Watching it grow. Cutting it some more.

Of course, there are the "sightings" to make this wilderness time quite interesting. One day it was deer, the next it was moose. Several days he heard a thump-thump-thumppppppppp -thump-thump-thumppppppppppp. You guessed it. There was Mr. Bunny following his lady friend. When son heard the noise, he remembered the "Bambi" movie and Thumper, the rabbit, doing his thing with his hind foot. Interesting stuff...............

Son woke up yesterday morning to what he thought was someone at the door. He was quite surprised as there is no one around the camp yet, to visit him. He's presently, very much alone there. He went back to bed after a quick look out the window and found nothing. A little later, the same noise. This time when he got up to look, he saw a black bear on the path down from his cabin. He gave a shout and away it ran. After going down the path later, he found rabbit feet or at least what was left of them. Who said rabbit's feet were lucky. Poor bunny.

Another day he glanced at one of the cabins and saw a cougar. Husband says there are cougars in Riding Mountain National Park, so it most likely was one. It could have been Poor bunny's fate.

There were wasp nests to be rid of, a dock to put in and anchor (with the help of his buddies) and today it was the swimming out to put the rope around the swimming area.

Quite the job.

I've been praying for God to come to him in these days of solitude, for son to have ears to hear Him, and eyes to behold His glory. I believe my prayers are being answered. What better place to hear and see God than in His creation.

I just hope an elephant doesn't show up!