Cardboard Jungle & Tripod

"Why do I get the feeling that we've just picked up another pathetic life-form?" Obi-Wan Kenobi The Phantom Menace

We've finally surfaced in Kelowna, and we're "settling in", which, being translated, means that we're gradually and heroically combatting the cardboard jungle that our house resembles, finding things in various and sundry locations, and -- this is the hard part -- figuring out where the things that have been unpacked should go.

Actually, we've been here for six days, but haven't had access to our computer until late yesterday. Along the way (in Manitoba), we did pick up another pathetic life-form, a ten-week-old kitten that had picked a fight with a hay baler and (predictably) lost. From a neighbouring farm, it had crawled through three miles of bush to arrive at my mother-in-law's homestead, whereupon it was immediately adopted by each and every member of our family.

A subsequent trip to a vet in Winnipeg took care of the severely damaged rear leg, and then we had a three-legged kitten joining our caravan across Canada. During our week in Winnipeg, PT's oldest daughter, Sharayah, won the "name the kitten" contest by suggesting the name "Tripod" -- and hat tips all around to PT's family of six (and pets including a Great Dane) for hosting our family of five and three pets for a whole week.

So, now we're back in British Columbia, waging war against the cardboard menace, and having people like Len Hjalmarson and his wife Betty dropping by with a plate of fresh muffins (which Len baked himself), and meeting numerous friends from the Kelowna Vineyard who were once part of the saga of Winnipeg Centre Vineyard.

Our journey with YWAM Okanagan begins in earnest next spring, although we'll be helping out around the base in the months preceding our DTS (Discipleship Training School). In the meantime, I got a job at Starbucks starting tomorrow.