An Inconvenience Is Only An Adventure Wrongly Considered (And T'other Way Round.. - G.K.CHESTERTON)

I arrived home a few hours ago. No buses from Bathurst to Orange on Sunday nights so Shaz came and got me. Just about to go to bed when I thought to reflect on the past 10 days (in God's presence, with a cuppa tea. No milk for tea. Oh well, open the house up (it was musty smelling) and sit out on the cool front. .. Who should come by but Ian and Nathan, from further down our block, who went and got milk and asked questions which helped me recall some good things about our trip, and reminded me of tomorrow's commitments... (And got to talk with our neighbour who came out) I'm off to bed.

God bless these dear ones here in Aus. 
and help them rest in peace because 
they truly are loved, here 'n' now, 
before the curtain-fall and bow. 

 Hence all the fun that can be had 
enjoying play with Mum and Dad, 
not to earn both their love and trust, 
but as good celebrations must... 

they celebrate by using all 
the goodness that they have in store 
and push it past its limits yet 
growing goodness; lest we forget.