I'm not really sure if anyone reads this anymore... but I know you are a faithful reader Susan so I will carry on... I miss Saskatoon so much these past few days. When I first moved home in January Winnipeg was so great and Saskatoon was a thing of the past. However, Looking back these last few months home I realized I felt this way because Saskatoon is the most uneventful place to live in the winter. There isn't alot to do. Well that is untrue... there are about three activities you can participate in but when you do them repeatedly for a week they become old!
None the less, Saskatoon is the most beautiful place to live in the summertime. Last summer was very hard for me but as it went on I spent alot of time by the river. I would run along the path there daily and check out the bands and festivals they would have weekly. After work I would go to my deserted spot near the water and sun tan until supper. When Susan got home in the evening we would walk the path and talk forever somenights. When life seemed too hard I would lace up my runners and go on another extra long run until I was too tired to worry. I would jump benches and hit the ground in the leaves while running to prepare for the popat. But the thing that was so special to me was the time I spent with God when I was at the river. It was a constant devotional time whenever I was near it. It brought me to a place where I could get back to the basics of life and be still.
Now looking at Winnipeg I feel an emptyness during summer. I can't step out my backyard and run by the river. I don't really want to tan at the forks surrounded by poop infested water. But most of all I don't have my place to be still and listen to God. Now that I moved to Winnipeg I have to find a new way to recharge, a new place to hear his voice... this is what my heart is straining for.
None the less, Saskatoon is the most beautiful place to live in the summertime. Last summer was very hard for me but as it went on I spent alot of time by the river. I would run along the path there daily and check out the bands and festivals they would have weekly. After work I would go to my deserted spot near the water and sun tan until supper. When Susan got home in the evening we would walk the path and talk forever somenights. When life seemed too hard I would lace up my runners and go on another extra long run until I was too tired to worry. I would jump benches and hit the ground in the leaves while running to prepare for the popat. But the thing that was so special to me was the time I spent with God when I was at the river. It was a constant devotional time whenever I was near it. It brought me to a place where I could get back to the basics of life and be still.
Now looking at Winnipeg I feel an emptyness during summer. I can't step out my backyard and run by the river. I don't really want to tan at the forks surrounded by poop infested water. But most of all I don't have my place to be still and listen to God. Now that I moved to Winnipeg I have to find a new way to recharge, a new place to hear his voice... this is what my heart is straining for.

2 Comments:
At 11:26 AM,
Stephanie said…
I am still an avid reader of your blog...even though I rarely comment. By what you described about Saskatoon, it sounds like I need to get out more. I don't know the beauty of this city like you do. I'm sure you will find a peaceful place in Winnipeg where you can recharge and spend time with our heavenly Father.
Love you friend.
At 7:35 PM,
Pastor Sheldon said…
Wendy, I'll have you know that I try to check your blog once every couple of days, or atleast once a week! So I do definitely read your blog!
I really know how you feel though. Like I grew up on a farm and I used to always go wandering through the woods and stuff, and out by rivers and it was so beautiful. And then moving into town was depressing for me because I couldn't do that as much anymore. But I have a place in town that I go, and if you're ever in Neepawa I'll show it to you!
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