Appleby Drive
I drove home from Medicine Hat today after spending a couple days with my dad and the crew out there and raced off to Kids Club. It was a good night with only around 15 kids which to me is the perfect number. It was small enough that I could just spend time with a few kids and not have to worry about the next room exploding into chaos. I love it when I can actually take time and just hang out with the kids. Like tonight I just spent some good quality time making a card with a little girl named Darla, teaching her how to spell out the words and colouring pictures. And then later someone came in and was asking about Kids Club and wanting to donate stuff and help us out (which is a whole other story of God's amazing provision for our little club), and little Fara came up and started talking to us and she got all shy and just buried her head in my side. It is times like these when I just love it. I love that we are connected with these kids. God is truly good to us in that little apartment.
Lately I've been looking around and wondering what plans God has for that place. For those of you who don't know Kids Club is a weekly kids drop in program that we started up in a neighbourhood called Appleby Drive. It is this beautiful place on the edge of Saskatoon, not beautiful because of it's surroundings, which is not too apealing unless you like to look out onto the beautiful sights of industrial Saskatoon, but rather it is beautiful because of the people. It is like the nations coming together. It is a neighbourhood where a lot of refugee families live when they first arrive in Saskatoon. So in our humble little three bedroom apartment, we have kids that span the globe, from Afghanistan to Sudan to Bosnia to Burma and back again to Canada. It really is brilliant, and I just feel drawn to this neighbourhood and the people who live there. I don't know how to explain it but there is something in me that just gets excited about this place. I drive up and all I see is the possibility of what could be out there. I've never had these strong feelings for a specific place or group of people before, and sometimes it scares me, cause what if life leads me elsewhere. I've always been someone that talks about my dreams before they are a reality, and usually it doesn't feel like a big deal cause they are just my dreams and really it's just a 50/50 chance that they'll work out, but this times feels different. Like these dreams require a leap of faith, and leaps are scary. And so sometimes I talk about my dreams for this place and the visions I have for what could be. But I'm always leary about really saying that I'm feeling "called" there, that I feel the strongest pull I ever have to this place and these people, cause what if I change my mind. And then the fears of logistics and where the people that will help are going to come from flood through my mind and I start to discredit these dreams I've been given. You know I could talk myself in circles and never get anywhere, but I'm trying to remind myself of what God has done so far.
Lately I've been looking around and wondering what plans God has for that place. For those of you who don't know Kids Club is a weekly kids drop in program that we started up in a neighbourhood called Appleby Drive. It is this beautiful place on the edge of Saskatoon, not beautiful because of it's surroundings, which is not too apealing unless you like to look out onto the beautiful sights of industrial Saskatoon, but rather it is beautiful because of the people. It is like the nations coming together. It is a neighbourhood where a lot of refugee families live when they first arrive in Saskatoon. So in our humble little three bedroom apartment, we have kids that span the globe, from Afghanistan to Sudan to Bosnia to Burma and back again to Canada. It really is brilliant, and I just feel drawn to this neighbourhood and the people who live there. I don't know how to explain it but there is something in me that just gets excited about this place. I drive up and all I see is the possibility of what could be out there. I've never had these strong feelings for a specific place or group of people before, and sometimes it scares me, cause what if life leads me elsewhere. I've always been someone that talks about my dreams before they are a reality, and usually it doesn't feel like a big deal cause they are just my dreams and really it's just a 50/50 chance that they'll work out, but this times feels different. Like these dreams require a leap of faith, and leaps are scary. And so sometimes I talk about my dreams for this place and the visions I have for what could be. But I'm always leary about really saying that I'm feeling "called" there, that I feel the strongest pull I ever have to this place and these people, cause what if I change my mind. And then the fears of logistics and where the people that will help are going to come from flood through my mind and I start to discredit these dreams I've been given. You know I could talk myself in circles and never get anywhere, but I'm trying to remind myself of what God has done so far.
