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On Wednesday morning we will (in all likelihood) take the last, first drive to camp with our son. It will be year ten of driving the one hundred and fifteen kilometre (seventy-one miles), which can take anywhere from one hour to four, depending on traffic, road work and accidents.

He has been there as a camper, work crew, leader-in-training, cabin assistant counseling, maintenance, music and whatever else might need to be done.

Our son is most often a stoic home-body who accepts his introverted tendencies with full self-acceptance. Yet, he will leave on Wednesday for about seven weeks of activity, noise, lack of privacy, constant busyness and people around every corner.

In his seventeen plus years, he has only ever desired to save two things; his Thomas trains, and his camp shirts.

Imagine a rubbermaid container almost filled with different sizes, colours and styles of camp t-shirts!

It seemed a shame to me that these special relics of his past were relegated to the dark of the plastic container … too small or too old to be worn, yet holding of too many memories to dispose of forever.

Then, one day while perusing Pinterest, I came across an image of a quilt, made out of t-shirts. I was hooked!

With the assistance and support of the Textiles teacher, another Educational Assistant and the entire Textiles 11/12 class of students, I started cutting up the t-shirts …

then I realized that I was destroying my son’s valued possessions … without him knowing it!

Once I explained my vision, he okayed my plan (minus one, yet untouched, shirts, which he wanted to keep … whole.

Finally, last week, the task was completed (as was his task of completing all of his high school exams), and I handed over my labor of love to him … just in time for year ten.

Have a great summer, Wheatley … finish well!

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For this reason, since the day we heard about you, we have not stopped praying for you. We continually ask God to fill you with the knowledge of his will through all the wisdom and understanding that the Spirit gives, so that you may live a life worthy of the Lord and please him in every way: bearing fruit in every good work, growing in the knowledge of God, being strengthened with all power according to his glorious might so that you may have great endurance and patience, and giving joyful thanks to the Father, who has qualified you to share in the inheritance of his holy people in the kingdom of light. For he has rescued us from the dominion of darkness and brought us into the kingdom of the Son he loves, in whom we have redemption, the forgiveness of sins.”
Colossians 1:9-14

 

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Sometimes the task before us is simply the opportunity to share time and space, life and breath, heart and soul with another human being.

A job that should have been completed weeks ago, was still undone, due to human procrastination and a lack of motivation … and providence.

I’m a momma who wants the task done … yesterday.

So I struck a deal, including my labor towards the completion of the task at hand.

We worked, momma and son, separating the rocks from the dirt, clearing the way for something new.

Music played loud, sweat poured down our brows, our minds filled with wordless contemplations that would stay our own, and the dirt was ground into the pores of our hands.

One hour, two, almost three and … silence. The task of a phone battery has no life and breath, heart or soul beating beside a human being. It has a time limit, an end.

Silence for one minute, two, three … voices.

One hour, almost two … we shared breath, heart and soul, human and human, momma and son. We talked, we laughed, we pondered and wondered.

We worked, momma and son, separating the rocks from the dirt, clearing the way for something new. In the physical clearing of rocks from the dirt, there was also clearing of our heads, sharing of our hearts.

Sometimes the task before us is simply the opportunity to share time and space, life and breath, heart and soul with another human being.

A little sweat between two humans might just be the grease that can fuel the next part of the journey. All we have is the task at hand, no finish line deadline.

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