Today began grey, clouds leaking onto the earth, God's tears for a troubled world. We said goodbye to Pt McNeill and drove out into the rain, our target Pt Alberni.
Stopped in Roberts Lake to say hello to Lorna who had been so good to us last March, opening a cabin for an overnight stay and then refusing any pay for it. And she thought Bishop was his last name. Of course, we shared one of her delicious big cinnamon buns.
At noon, right on schedule, we arrived at Cathedral Grove to begin the walk into town. Joined by about eight members of Holy Trinity, we walked into the midst of the magnificent cedars for morning devotions and then began the 20km walk, over the 'hump'—the steepest and highest hill we had encountered either year.
Imagine our surprise and pleasure when the group included Jeanette Santorelli and her daughter Amber who had joined us last year on four different occasions.
411 metres later, we were on the down slope and on into Pt Alberni for a delicious potluck dinner with Pastor Brenda and the people of Holy Trinity. As we approached the city, the clouds disappeared, the rain stopped, and we completed our walk in glorious sunshine.
What a joyous event. Here Bishop spoke to the assembled Anglican/United congregation about the year of reconciliation in a manner that made the diocesan vision come alive. The clarity of his words was evident to everyone assembled.
We ate, we talked and listened, we gave thanks for God's many blessings.
Jeff Nelson is driving the van for the walkers. Here is his note from the road.
At one of my stops, invisible, yet only steps from the road, I came upon this picture of beauty. I was struck by the sheer perfection of this work of art by the Creator. I thought the perfection of the reflection in the lake was amazing. It makes me realize that everything God makes, whether a place or people, is a work of art. Sometimes we just need to take the time to open our eyes and our hearts to see it.